Braid

I need to do something to my hair, but I do not care, as I am clearly doing something more important.
Telling the interweb exactly how I feel...well...almost exactly.

Later today, [well...more like tonight...] I'm going to be reunited of sorts with a few people who have not seen or heard from me [in person] in about two years. Since graduation...so actually, more than two years.
I've changed quite a bit since graduation. In 2008, I was a mean, surly teenage girl who was looking for nothing more than a way out of her own angst-ridden story.
And, thanks to God and God alone, she found a way out of that sad, sad novel she had written for herself.
But that's what they know me as...they know me as a fake...as someone who pretended to be whatever they wanted me to be, and I'm not that anymore. I've begun to be what God wants me to be...and I like what God wants me to be.
I'm bubbly...I'm happy...I'm Saved.
I'm nervous.
I am not the person I was in high school.
I am not the person I pretended to be in high school, either.
The Great Pretending is all a part of my testimony, too...and that's something I didn't really think I had two years ago.
Mighty funny how things change, isn't it?





Wednesday.