I Am a Freshman

I'll consider this as a milestone in my life.

I'm a senior senor.. Freshman. Officially.

Now can you believe that, after a nearly two-months happy days, I have to struggle back with all neutrons, metrics, and even worse, algebras? Me not.

By the way, Dad scarcely cannot imagine me a senior student. He always picks me up from the empty lawn in front of the Junior High building. Junior. He hardly remembers that I'm a senior.

And I'm telling you, my school gets us a mini-badge pinned on our collars. After two days, I.. Get it washed. Surely you know that I will hide that from Mum no matter what.

Oh, I got a class of some bullies. Now I'm pretty sure something like this is real:

Yesterday, I ate Calamaris and Salmons. MUCH Salmons. I ate them until I harmed my own lips. 

Then after some walk, I found some things that will make you gape as I did in a store:

Gee. They stay true to the movies. The moviezzzzzzz. Like a fish, I gasped and dumbfounded seeing those. Then I pushed the 'Try Me' nearly a hundred times.

And I still believe that in the night, they will crack out of their packs.

By the way.. Buzz, you have that utility belt. You're that EVIL!