Third grade was kind of a mix for me. On the one hand, I hated my teacher. She got mad at me for accidentally wrinkling my scantron, forcing me to retake my test. She also accused my mother of not feeding me, which is, frankly, none of her business. (Of course, my mom feeds me! Come on, I have a great mom!) But, I did meet my best friend (who is STILL my best friend) then, along with some other people I would know for YEARS to come. PE was excellent too, as I got cheered on quite alot...
