Letter to Self

Dear George,
My young friend, this year will open up countless doors, opportunities and experiences for you, far surpassed anything which you could have previously imagined or experienced. This year will be about learning, loving, making friends and having fun. You will lose your liver and learn to drink Crackling at a rapid rate, and in the process you will throw your name away nearly twice a week every week. What matters though is that you have an amazing time throughout. Bad times are few and far between, and you will stretch your wings further than you could have imagined.
My only advice to you is that you must fight the urge to stop gyming in the second term. Work will become near insurmountable and the parties will be way too much fun, if you follow the road I did first year spread will hit you hard and it will take the entire third term for you to get rid of it again.
Try stick to drinking half bottles and not full bottles of brandy or whisky, at the Kenton party, the trance party and “the dress to get laid party” you will find out exactly why.
The time will come when you have to get over yourself and let your guard down, don’t be afraid to let go and let it happen. Lots of your best happiness stems from outside of your comfort zone and at the worst you get hurt and get over it.
You won’t struggle to adapt to the new environment, you’ll fit right into the party life style and don’t worry you’ll fit right in with the people as well. You probably will only miss home once after being in Grahamstown for 2 months, and the 14 hour drive back in the old beetle doesn’t make it any easier.
On that note take the car and get out of Grahamstown as often as you can. You will get cabin fever if you don’t!
Other than that there is not much advice I can give you, I know you and I know you’ll figure out any problems you have.
Tell we next speak, yours sincerely My Dear Friend
George