Being left to my own devices
makes me think
a little too much.
Went to my HS last Friday to get my yearbook.
(It sucked ass, I swear I'm not kidding.)
Saw my old teachers.
Greeted them as best I could.
They were all shocked by my change in appearance.
I realized that though I've changed drastically on the outside,
I'm still very much the same inside.
I had a nice, long chat with my former school paper adviser.
She basically was the only one who I wanted to see there.
We talked about a lot of things.
She's the only adult person I officially 'came out' to.
So many familiar feelings came to me that day.