Mom loves dressing you in overalls. You look ridiculous. Whine and cry and this madness with stop.
Dear elementary school Rach,
Your brother is a jerk. He is going to punch you in the face and knock your front tooth out (but the joke is on him because you get a freakin' dollar out of the deal). He will teach you naughty words, then he is going to call you those naughty words, he is going to make you switch him rooms so that he can sneak out of the house, he will tackle you and beat you up every day (until that one time when you kick him in the baby maker and then YOU get in trouble) BUT later on I swear he becomes your best friend on this earth.
Dear junior high Rach,
Kansas sucks. It will always suck. Girls are super mean, and they are going to hate you, but instead of trying to fit in you should just throw up that middle finger (not literally...just like...get that attitude) and not care what they think. Also some of those girls become your closest friends later on. Ummm go ahead and just don't go out for basketball because you end up hating it by your Junior year of high school. Kyler Berning quits hating you and "falls in love" with you. You look like a 9 year old boy right now, but you do end up looking like a girl eventually, promise. AND for goodness friggin' sake get your dang ears pierced it doesn't hurt that bad.
Dear Freshman Rach,
Kissing is fun, quit being scared to do it. Math hates you and you suck at it. You aren't going to weigh 105 for a whole lot longer...CHERISH IT! Track....rocks, right? Work hard, don't just do the workouts to finish them, push yourself.
Dear Sophomore Rach,
Probably don't go driving around when your parents tell you to go straight home, they do find out, they do yell...a lot...when you almost total your car. Just because he has a mustang does not make him cool...it doesn't even go that fast. Mr. Chidester is scary, and he hates you, and he makes you talk to a trash can named Jason in Spanish class when he catches you talking to your friends. Just sit there and shut up.
Dear Junior Rach,
Hardest year of your life. You will be ok, promise. God is testing your faithfulness, you will use this time to help others get through their hard times. He is gone, but you will see him again! Wearing those pink high top Nikes to prom? Amazing idea, mad props to you. You are NOT ready for a serious relationship however, just don't go there. Also, do. NOT. CUT. YOUR. HAIR. OFF. Dumbest idea you have ever had. Seriously.
Dear Senior Rach,
I know you hate Leoti, and you probably always will...buttt tap your dang brakes! These are the days you are going to miss so much with the people you love so much. Have fun with your friends, you are going to miss seeing them everyday. Going to college 5 hours away is a good decision, you are going to love where you are at. You won't always be a top dog in track, so soak that crap up while it lasts. Don't date him, he acts like a girl. You go crazy with that camera girl... just open it up and let it flow, because you are good at snapping those pictures! Don't ever forget that you have a family that can't be topped. They are amazing.
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