In college, don’t bother to enroll in that calculus class, just take the finite math to begin with.
Put in for a week of vacation the week of Sept. 10-14, and get the hell out of the city. But donate blood the week before. If your vacation is denied, then go to the WTC on Sept. 11, and pull the fire alarm in the North building at 7:55am, probably somewhere on the second floor would be good. Pull the alarm in the second building around 8:05. Wear a rubber glove, or use a Kleenex, because you don’t want your fingerprints in the rubble.
Don’t ever tell him how you feel about him. He’s not interested, and it will just be painful and awkward and embarrassing for you both. While you’re at it, don’t tell anybody else either.
Also, don’t send any stories to the college literary magazine, at least not while you are a freshman.
Also, learn how to drink in moderation. What you’re going to be doing for the next few years is neither fun nor safe, and it will wreck your relationship with your housemates once they start to grow out of it and you don’t.
Also, go to the damn dentist regularly. You’ll be able to get away with not doing so until you are in your early twenties, but never again after that.
Boys your own age are unable to grasp that you are a human being. Bear that in mind at all times, it’s critical to all your dealings with them and will save you both suffering and bewilderment. Eventually, some of them will, but right now, they simply can’t.
This is the nadir of your life. You’ll be amazed how interesting the world is once you manage to get out into it, which will happen shortly.
People have feelings. How I treated some people are the only things I regret, everything else I did turned out all right, and I have no list of things I wish I’d done, nor that remain to be accomplished…
Along those lines, I’d tell myself to get involved with a sport. Any sport. Or at least find some way to get regular exercise, and then make it a habit.
Get a job. Go down to the print shop, get some cards made up that read “Teenager for hire. I carry boxes!” and drop one off at every business in town (small town) and get. a. job.