Kindergarden- Pumped. Couldn’t be more excited. Friends, painting, milk, naps. It’s gonna be awesome. I got my He-Man T-shirt rockin and my velcro sneakers with lights in the heels. I’m gonna kill ’em! Oh, Man! Kindergarden here I come!

Third Grade- Dang. I don’t wanna go to 3rd grade! Cursive, multiplication, History. This is gonna suck. Maybe I’m sick? Ya, I think I’m sick. (cough, cough). “Mom! I don’t feel good!”

Sixth Grade- I AM THE HARDEST MAN ALIVE. All these little kids are gonna feel my rath on the dodgeball court at recess. I will destroy everyone. Plus I’m going to steal some 5th graders lunch. 6th grade, here I come!

Seventh Grade- First day of school. I wonderr what victoria looks like know? I wonder how Abby’s summer went, kinda excited to talk to her. Oh, and Kerry! I wonder how she looks? Plus there’s gonna be some new chicks from other schools, that’ll be cool I guess….I wonder what some of the 8th grade girls look like?

Freshman year- Dang. I don’t wanna go to 9th grade! Computer, Algebra, History. This is gonna suck. Maybe I’m sick? Ya, I think I’m sick. (cough, cough). “Mom! I don’t feel good!”

Sophmore year- Oh man. Sophmore year. No more being a freshman. I got my Button down shirt, my $150 shoes, my haircut. I’m gonna kill ’em! Sophmore year, here I come!

Senior Year – What? Summers over? What do you mean, it just started! Oh crap balls, I don’t have any clean laundry… Oh, nice, some sweatpants that aren’t totally wrinkled. T-shirt, T-shirt. Nice! Found a shirt! Wait a minute…First day…First day is just orientation. I could sleep through today and I wouldn’t miss anything but my teachers names… I’m goin back to bed….