Entry #2 September 2nd, 2008.

My first day of middle school totally reeked. I knew that because it all started the minute I woke up. My breakfast was burnt, my first day of school outfit shrunk in the dryer, and my dog Toby, actually ate my school map. And that wasn’t all. As I walked down towards the bus stop, with my shrunken sweater, empty stomach, and my apparently clueless since of direction, I looked up and realized that everyone was boarding the bus. So, I ran. And trust me, it’s not easy to run with a backpack full of books, and brand new sandals on your feet.So as I ran, and as the bus started to pull away, I plummeted down on the side of the road, causing my sweater to rip, my knees to scrape, and the kids on the bus to laugh. But, luckily I made it, but not exactly in one piece.

But that wasn’t all that sucked. Yeah, I was lucky to make it on the bus, but what happens if your bus brakes down, and causes everyone to be late on the first day? Shall I continue???