And another joins the herd.

Yep, another splash in the myspace gene pool.
Thanks to my sister (Yeah, thanks Monica), I have finally made that leap of faith into that great sea of teenage angst and the predators that prey upon them that writhe in those dark, seedy depths. It's fun to stumble across friends from school as well as past acquaintances via those very confused people searches, but really was it necessary to make such contact? I mean, these are the folks that I haven't spoken to since just after graduation.. These folks don't know what's occurred, who I am nor what I've done.
I'd imagine, the only thing that they can imagine at this moment is that I'm the same quiet kid that drew a lot in Mr. James's art class as well as was Ms. Lee's stooge. Sure, I'm the same person on the outside as I was back then (A little bigger in stature as well as older, sure) but indeed no more the same on the inside as a dandelion seed to the weed it flew from. They don't know of the wonderful relationship I've had since a year after High School nor what kind of person I am now.

Wouldn't they be surprised at the person I am now.

~Aaron