If I had only known then, what I know now.

I guess the new trend in blogland is to write a letter to your 20-year-old self. Here it goes.

Dear 20-year-old Lauren,

GO BACK TO COLLEGE NOW! You think you will go back next semester...you won't. Get on the next plane back to Austin and head straight back to Baylor, because you are seriously blowing this opportunity. And, while you're at it, stop partying so much, because it won't help your grades.

In just a year you will *think* you are ready to get married. You're not. You will only be 21!!! Enjoying being young while you still are. Wait a little while and get to know the guy. He loves you, he will wait. And then you can have your dream wedding instead of rushing everything.

Tiffany is a bitch. Watch out for her. Whatever you do, don't trust her. She will stab you in the back, not once, but twice. Run. As fast as you can!

Stop sleeping around (you think I'm joking, but I'm not). You will regret it soon enough.

Be happy with you. If people can't accept you for that, then screw 'em.

And lastly, alcohol is not a food group. So quit substituting it for meals.


Love,
Your 26-year-old self