I AM A SIXTH GRADER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I do not believe it. I am growing up. Worse yet, I don’t know if I like it.
Going to PMS is going to be hard. The PMS campus is so big it’s like the sky.
Seriously, the acronym for my middle school was "P.M.S."
It seems to never end. Oh, well. I didn’t win the fifth grade story contest.
I wonder who did. Oh, well. I’ve been saying that a lot. There seems to be a lot to say that about. I got a mirror. I’m still workin’ on the phone part though. Oh, well. At least the world hasn’t turned upside down.
Or had it????!
I wonder who’ll be in my swimming class tomorrow. I hope I know someone. I wonder who’ll be in my classes next year. If I can find them.
