It feels weird to be writing here, like stepping back into your childhood bedroom. Everything is how you left it, but the dust has gathered, and it feels smaller now. 

Yesterday, I had a moment of boredom between classes and found myself going to the waybackmachine, which, if you don't know, can show you images of things that used to be on the internet (I should have been doing homework, but here we are). I went through this little blog, reading my old ramblings and petty rants and reading the t...