Well, today was the first day of school again.
And it's funny how every semester, no matter how much school I've already attended in the past, I still feel nervous and awkward as if it's the first day of Jr. High.
Today, in my english class, I managed to dork myself into a steaming, blushed coma of furnace cheeks, during the student introductions.
"Hi, My name's Maureen, but I go by Moey, and... I'm a fashion design major... and... I like dooming out to black metal while lying on my floor smoking cigarettes...heh heh"
And there was a noticeable silence that followed, of stares, and not breathing, it felt like forever.
Moments like these make me miss y'all so much. I've already embarrassed myself enough to the point of you loving me... and I appreciate that.
and I love you too.

xo