So I haven't posted in a really long time. I was looking over some old entries in my diary the other day (this is a journal; the one you aren't allowed to read is the diary). These entries were from about a year and a half ago, during the whole arduous coming-out-to-self process. (Wow. Only a year and a half? It only feels like forever...) But yeah. I realized that I never actually wrote anything about what was going on in my head during that period. One entry it was "by the way I think I might be bi." Then no further mention of it until some months later, at which point I didn't even say, "by the way I'm pretty bloody sure now," I just went straight to, "damn she's cute." Weird of me. Not much else to say. I've just been thinking about that some, I guess. Why did I never jot down anything about it? Goodnight.