Me and Tara were sitting by the counter and talking. I was telling her that I didn't know why I was so nervous about going back to grade 12 again tomorrow. Unless I somehow remember more about my past, I'll never find the answer. Anyways, I was also telling her about how excited I am now to go back to grade 12 again. It's like a total 180 from how I was feeling earlier today. This whole situation is kind of remarkable in a way because me and Tara get to have a second chance at being young again. It's like we get to re-write our forgotten past.
