Dear darling,
You are about to make a shift from cozy school to rude college. I have been there, and I know it sucks. So I wanted to share a few things. The school has its share of bullies and creeps, but trust me, college is another beast. People will be more judgemental, more fake, more rude, and more jealous. No teacher would hold your hand and guide you through. So, dig it in, you are on your own.
School almost levels things up, but now the money will stare at your face. There will be people with better clothes, a better watch, better bags, better mobile, and every materialistic thing better. And to be honest, it will hit you in the gut, at first. But sweetheart, please never feel inferior. The brain is yours. The personality is yours. The words are yours. And the aura is yours. Money shines, yes, but beauty glitters more than gold.
And about beauty, well, I know how you look will matter more now. But don't be their beautiful. They know trends in magazines, but they don't know shit about real beauty. Beauty is how you are, and how you feel. And I don't want you to change a thing to fit into their beauty bracket. Don't wear something, short or long, to become their "cool", their "hip". Don't smoke or drink, just because they want you to. Don't have a boyfriend, just because everyone has one. No, sweetheart, no, they will lay this honey trap. They will make you do stuff, in the name of "cool", and you would wrongly think that - hey it's me, my choice, but in reality, it's their choice, which they make for you. Look, sweetheart, I want your decisions and choices to be yours, alone. That's it.
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