I think I haven’t felt what it’s like to be a girl for so long that I’m still feeling over-elated by a certain experience. It’s quite scary in my perspective— having been out of the game for so long. The overwhelming wave of giddiness and happiness can be quite the trick to get my attention quickly. Behind the anxiety from the experience, it’s quite refreshing to remember that I am a girl and that I still act like a girl.
I’m immensely happy with the first two days of classes. No amount of dresses and monthly periods could remind me this much that I am still a girl. It’s nice to be reminded that I am one and from someone who greatly cares for me (or I assume he does).