Kindergarten
 How could someone be a mean six year-old? I was. Me and Carly (who I ended up going to high school with and being my good friend) had an ongoing nap time war. We would lay on our napping mats and pinch each other and we never let each other sleep. We were such little bitches. How I wish I had those hours of nap time back.
1st Grade
It was Annie and Me. No one could get in between us.  The two girls with the same last name but no relation to each other at all. We would sit next to each other on the reading carpet, chase the boys together on the play ground, and go home everyday after school together. It helped that our moms were best friends too, but you never saw Annie with out Carrie.
5th Grade
I got a boyfriend! That the most exciting thing that had happened to me that year. His name was Cory, and we have the same birthday, so becuase our names started with the same latter and we had the same birthday he had convinced me we had to be boyfriend/girlfriend. It was fine with me because I got to go to the movie with him and his parents once. I was the 1st one of my friends to hangout with a guy I liked outside of school. He put his arm around me and at that moment I thought I was going to marry the kid. Hes not going to be the one I marry now, but he will more then likely be in my wedding, because hes one of my best friends now.
6th Grade
I went through 6 years of torment in a catholic school and I had to wear a plaid jumper every day. It wasn't so bad the first couple years but once we got old enough and we were wearing the same thing the 6 year-olds were wearing, it was not okay. Plaid jumpers are as bad as they sound. Sixth grade was the year everyone counted down for because you got to wear a plaid skirt instead of a jumper. Yes, its still plaid but it was so much better then a jumper.