It's weird to be the oldest, but being one of the smallest. I reminisce from eight grade that I was a head taller than most, but now I'm looking up to everyone I'm talking to. First day of school is hereby over, at a newly finished school with new classrooms, not to mention new teachers. I might even start enjoying art or music this year. So far everything seems good, except that I'm ready to get out of this phase right between summer and actual school. All or nothing, as they say, this middle-thing is frustrating. I'm going on a some kind of trip with the class next week. It's going to be fun. According to the teacher and everyone else that has gone before us, at least.
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