It all started in preschool, your mother drives you that fatefull day and you get out of the car very happily and eagerilly for your fist day of a school. Some of us became homesick over that hour and a half, but others never wanted to leave. Those are, the "good ol' days." One should enjoy them while they can.

Then, a few years later, one begins first grade. This is the first time you've been to school for 7 hours in a row and after a few weeks, the children wise up and realize, "This isn't as cool as I thought it was." And so begins the, what i like to call "dark ages" of schooling. Sure, there's a few cool field trips and some great friends you make, but all in all, you'd rather have been home sleeping until your natural wake up time or playing video...