strange

It's strange to be at this point in life. Adults are treating you like peers (when did I become an adult?) and like, Mr. Eckel signed an email to me with his first name. Now that I'm out of his class, I'm more of a peer, which is strange. Likewise, Mr. K. is very informal with me, which I'm actually used to. But it's funny to be treated like an equal instead of a student. I suppose it was going to happen soon enough, but it's hard to get used to.