FYI: I'm Not in Grade 10.

Todays adventures were a lot less awesome.

Rather dull.

But none the less, I thought I'd share with you all that the school flirt thinks I'm in grade 10.

-.-

After school I went to grab my backpack out of my locker, and the strap was wedged in on the side. I couldn't get it out -.- so I went and asked the VP for some help. She came to my locker, bringing along with her this kid who was asking her a question. 

Both the guy and the VP seemed to think I was new to the school. As a matter of fact I have been going to this ghetto place since grade 10. I was like, "Naaa, I've been here for a couple of years."

He was like, "Grade 10."

A statement I misunderstood....and answered "Yes," to. 

Oh dear.

So now, this guy thinks I'm in grade 10...when in reality, I just meant to have said that I've been going here since grade 10.

I was very preoccupied with the fact that the strap was wedged into the locker...and absentmindedly ignored what I had said, until I started riding my bike home and realized what had just happened.

Dear anonymous boy, I happen to be the same age as you, but I guess you won't really find out until Grad Timeeee. 

:) 

ahahahhaha,

Jazee.