I promise the title of this post will make more sense when I explain what it’s about.

I used to be a heavy user of Tumblr—like I had a small group of friends on there, similar to my blogging friends here!—and it really got me through high school. Two years ago, I somehow ended up down the rabbit hole of my Tumblr—it’s still active but I hardly use it anymore—and found this post I had made 10 years ago in 2010 when I was 16:

I mentioned it in that post but I also saved it in my drafts so that I could write a separate post about it accurately 10 years later.

So let’s talk about this.

So in 10 years, I’ll be 26: This is correct and always was going to be haha. Little did I know that I’d have a quarantine birthday. Or that we’d be in the middle of a global pandemic.

I’ll have graduated from college (still don’t know where yet) and hope to have majored in accounting and minored in IT: FOLKS. I don’t know why 16 year old Becky thought, after taking one accounting class her sophomore year, that I wanted to become an accountant. I’m horrible with numbers!!! I still do simple math counting with my fingers!!!! I got a B+ in stats in college!!!!! The minoring in IT thing came from the fact that my dad works in IT and I’ve grown up using computers and know very basic code. Regarding college, at that time, I hadn’t quite started my college search yet but would during my junior year. I applied to five local colleges—the original plan was to commute all four years—and got into all of them. I ultimately chose my #1 and ended up getting both of my degrees there: BA in Communication and MA in Communication.

I’d want to find a job somewhere local, hopefully in accounting and probably have my own place: The only accurate thing in that sentence is that I have a job somewhere local. I’m working in the marketing department at the university where I went to school, and it’s somewhat local—my commute, when I’m actually in the office and not working from home, is about a half hour each way by back roads. The funny part is that I definitely don’t have my own place; I’m still living the dream at home.

And of course have had gone to a lot of Sox games: “A lot” is sort of subjective, so I’m not quite sure if the four games I’ve been to since 2010 count. Probably not. Going to Fenway is expensive, so that’s why I haven’t gone as much as I’d like. I’m still sad that I wasn’t able to go this year in May.

So for the most part, things I thought would be happening in 10 years didn’t happen. And that’s okay. I am happy that I decided to major in Communication and found that I’m pretty decent at writing. I work in the marketing field now, and to be honest, 10 years ago I didn’t even know managing social media accounts could be a job. I also work on the website, so 16 year old me would probably think that’s cool.

10 years ago, what did you think you’d be doing now? Did things change along the way?