Realization

Has just struck me. I realize I'm now a sixth grader, and that means maturity. How is it possible to have been a younger just a few years ago, in ignorant bliss without a care? Now we have the rescission, muggers, etc. to worry about. And I can't say things that I did as a child that would be considered nasty, (we have some 6th graders at my school to thank for that.

Anyways, I guess this post is to remind us that we should enjoy time as "littler" kids while we can. Geez, I sound like my mother. So all of those "11 going on 16" girls out there, (I'm a partyer too, but still) try to take life slower. And then when you're older, you'll come to realize  I was right. Even if you were just randomly browsing blogs... Thanks for reading, please subscribe!