Back in summer 2009 there was someone who gave me a lot of drama because she thought I was trying to "steal her man". Which wasn't the case at all, but this girl was convinced. They weren't even dating so it only made it more awkward. Gosh, that summer was a heck of a thing. Anyways, tonight during one of the summer staff orientation hangout times I approached some friends and this guy I could vaguely recognize calls me by my name. It took me a second, but finally it clicked. He was The Guy.

It's so weird meeting people who knew me then because a lifetime of stuff has happened to me since. I barely remember the person I was then because my old self is so foreign to me now.