I would have been five, and there's lots of random things I could tell myself at that age. Fun, fun, fun.
Do NOT confess to that boy you're going to like in the first grade on his home answering machine. His mother will find out, and you'll never be allowed to talk to him again. She'll literally ask the teacher to move him to the other side of room and you won't have any friends for the rest of the school year and summer. Do not do it.
Don't play tag with your eyes closed. You'll get a big bump on your forehead that'll keep the class from playing tag for a month. They'll be mad too. >.>
When you get to second and third grade, don't talk back to the teachers. You'll get sent to the office enough times if you do, and have notes to take home to your mother, who would then lecture you for ages. Just take the recess detentions, because those are better than that.
Stop wearing shorts. It's during those young years that you'll fall down and scrape yourself the most, so just stick to pants and jeans. They'll at least keep you from getting all those knee scars you'll have when you're older.
And pick up an instrument! You're a lazy kid with lots of time on your hands, so go learn how to play to piano or violin, and stick to it. You'll hate yourself when you're older and can't do anything even though you love music. Read some more too. You're kind of stupid.
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