Brief Author Bio:

December 8th, 1992 I came out of the womb. I lived in Brighton, Colorado for about 5 years. My friends then were Erin, Joey, and Kyle from what I remember. That was around kindergarten. I was scared to go to kindergarten. I remember crying about it.
My teacher was Mr. Ron in a class of 51. I was the second best reader, compared to a girl who read slightly faster (even though I cheated sometimes). At the end of the year we go to pick a prize from this thing, and I got an orange alien who I keep on my computer desk because it is still awesome.

I moved away to Fishtail, Montana. (Most likely because I lived near Columbine) In first grade, I had a teacher named either Ms. Bower or Ms. Bowser. Either way, she did look like Bowser. She always wrote my name "Eathan" and it pissed me off.

I was really sarcastic. On a worksheet asking what Jenny should do to get a horse, I wrote "get off her butt and get a job". My friends were Zane, Jesse, and alot of the older kids at the school. It was a really small school of about 15.

The next year I started going to Absarokee Elementary. My second grade teacher was Mrs. Bronkhorst or something to that effect. I tried to hug her once, and I almost got ran over by a Christmas tree. My friends were Russel, Jose, and possibly Will and Kintauna.

I stayed there for a while. I liked their library. They used a card catalog. In third grade, my worst year, my teacher was Mrs. Arthurn. She made me sit in the front and take care of Shaun. (I think he had alot of problems, because he tried to choke himself doing math.) I fed the bird with Kintauna once, I think. There was also Johnny. I hung out at his house sometimes. He had really fast internet. He got held back.

In fourth grade, I played football a good bit. I wanted to be a wide reciever. My teacher was Mrs. Devilbis (or something to that effect). Hung out with Kintauna and Will alot, I think. I remember this kid Alex who was double-jointed. I went to his birthday once, and I played Tony Hawk's Pro Skater 1.

I moved again, to Missoula, Montana. Then in fifth grade, my teacher was Mrs. Poitris (or something to that effect, what the hell is up with my teachers' names?). My friends were Dylan, Nathan, Nick, and Kenly. Kenly ate mustard on everything. Including banana peels and cookies. I went over to Nick's house alot and played video games. He had an electric scooter. Nathan had a bald spot and drew comics with me. Dylan rode a bike with flat tires to my birthday, and is going out with my friend.

I moved again in sixth grade. This time to Frenchtown. In sixth grade, my teacher was Mr. Fegan. He kicks ass. Gah, he's so cool. My friends then were Haleigh, Adam, and for a little bit, Keevin.

Seventh grade went by waaayyyyy too fast. I have no clue what happened.

8th grade, I got a girlfriend. (Because my friend Vall convinced her to go on a pity date :( ) I'm still with her. I failed reading. I was in a play. I did a talent show, played a ludicrous song. People laughed.

Well, 9th grade was pretty ok. I failed lots, had some friends and then they moved/or stopped talking to me. But it was ok overall. Pretty much all I remember is playing with my calculator and programming a game that I'll never use.

Oh and programming things to make math easier, because math is not happy with me all the time. I would get a divorce if I didn't depend on math.

So, I'm in 10th grade now. It really sucks. There's really no point in time when school is ok or pretty ok. It's all pretty boring and pretty mean.