Dear Jennifer,

This is yourself from the future of 10 years, specifically from April 29, 2013. You should be 25 right now, and I\'m terribly sad because I cannot imagine myself so grown up. I am 15 right now, and just about to finish grade 10. Aaron, Kristin and Sukhdeep are planning to go to Wonderland at the end of the school year. Remember Jennifer Siu, and Sarena Daljeet and CiCi Guo, and the others? I hope you\'re friends with all of them still. Are you doing okay? I hope so. I am really scared for the future. I wish you could tell me that everything will be okay. I really do. Do you have a job? Do you know what you want to do? Are you married? Kids? I am so curious... Remember your angsty and fun teenage days. I wonder if you miss being young, or if you are content with your life. Do you wish to go back? Jennifer, if you are reading this, do not forget the past, but do not let it restrain you either. You are so capable of things, just go out there and show everyone your talents and your personality. You are wonderful. Release your hold on yourself and be free. Let everyone know. Move on, too. Whatever problem goes your way, move on. Remember what Vincent Van Gogh told the Doctor: \"Hold my hand, Doctor. Try to see what I see. We\'re so lucky we\'re still alive to see this beautiful world. Look at the sky. It\'s not dark and black and without character. The black is in fact deep blue. And over there! Lights are blue. And blue in through the blueness, and the blackness, the winds swirling through the air... and then shining. Burning, bursting through! The stars, can you see how they roll their light? Everywhere we look, complex magic of nature blazes before our eyes.\" Oh, Doctor Who... I bid you farewell and good luck, future me. Tell mom and dad and Dalena and Brenden that they\'re awesome. Let them know. Let everyone know. Merry Christmas, kid.