The second year of middle school in eighth grade is not as bad as I thought it would be. Today was the first day of school. Bekka and Sam made out the entire time at lunch. Darren got cheese stuck in his hair, and because of the grease, his brown hair looked trashy (More than it already was). Tyler is playing plastic fork-aroo with Nate and Gwen, but the fork kept snapping in half. Hear, Lial, Colten, and I then had to go into Social Studies (4 period) and make up our test. Turns out, I got a C. That’s ok. When I came home, Darren, Lial, Sam, and Colten were already in my back yard. But how did they get there before me? O’Brien is very far away.