I am nervous about going to Pleasanton Middle School next year. Well maybe nervous is an understatement. Carol is taking me and a friend to find our classes.
Carol was my babysitter (yes a babysitter had a babysitter!); Pleasanton Middle School (PMS) was huge!
My step-daughter just started 6th grade and everything that comes out of her mouth sounds just like your diary (and I’m sure like mine would have, too). Nervous about finding classes, deciding what to wear, boobs getting bigger. It makes me feel old.
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My step-daughter just started 6th grade and everything that comes out of her mouth sounds just like your diary (and I’m sure like mine would have, too). Nervous about finding classes, deciding what to wear, boobs getting bigger. It makes me feel old.