And today, it was weird, (I forgot to mention earlier) when I was hanging out with Thomas, we went to Copperfield’s Rare and Used Books store and my sixth grade homeroom teacher was working there! Part of me wanted to say something but I wouldn’t think he’d remember who I am. I also saw my freshman year AP English teacher at Aroma’s (unless it was her twin sister) who I’m sure wouldn’t remember me (well, maybe she’d remember the Greek mythology sock puppet play that Taylor and I did). It was weird.
(and PS, the Olympics’ closing ceremony is weird, too.)