White Reflections

I tend not to remember too much from my junior high school days. I was the youngest in my class in 5th grade. I went to a different middle school before that. I liked my teachers. I remember the very first time we had choir auditions. It wasn’t really an audition, but I was too [...]

The good: Disneyland, graduation, my uber awesome science teacher, concert performances (unless I messed up, which I did), friends, my social studies teacher. The bad: Someone dumping my vocabulary book in this cart thing by the sheds and my panicking because I couldn’t find it (I think I know who it was), someone stealing my [...]