Preschool: I stepped away from my seat to change my toy and returned to find another boy sitting in my chair. I didn't say anything but instead moved to another chair- foreshadowing of the bullshit that is to come.
Kindergarten: I faked vomiting to try and stay home. It didn't work.
First Grade: I spelled "transportation" correctly and won my in-class spelling bee.
Second Grade: I have no idea what I did.
Third Grade: I wore baggy pants.
Fourth Grade: I moved to the Philippines and was called out on not knowing the entire multiplication table. I didn't know how to speak the language. I also realized the disparities between education systems on Guam and everywhere else.
Fifth Grade: I moved back to Guam and went to public school for the first time.
Sixth Grade: I went back to Catholic school and hated it, mostly because of the mean guidance counselor.
Seventh Grade: Public school again and witnessed my first riot.
Eighth Grade: Lost the student government election to someone in the 7th grade.
Freshman Year: Was a student athlete, in student government and hung out with seniors. Probably the most fulfilling year of my life.
Sophomore Year: Moved to Seattle and felt stupid compared to my peers.
Junior Year: Still felt dumb, realized what "liberal" meant.
Senior Year: I had fun hobbies and my future seemed really promising.
Freshman- College: Decided that I didn't like the UW anymore.
Sophomore- College: Took my first year of Chinese. Thought I was going to be an International Studies major but realized that I don't like being critical.
Junior- College: Went to China and decided that Chinese is probably the only profitable thing I will leave college with. Got into the business school and CISB, only to learn that it might have been a big mistake.
Senior- College: Unmotivated, lazy and fulfilling a very ambitious course load. Has no money.
