First Day.

Around this time of year, I get all these weird, jittery feelings about the first day of school. And I get this knowing feeling that I will be exactly the way I've always been on that day. For those of you who have had me in some of your classes, you know. I get really teacher's pet-like. I do all the errands, all the time, for every little thing. I raise my hand for everything. I volunteer for everything. I answer all the questions. Everything. At least for the first couple of months. 

I don't know why I get like that, but I know I do. I even get jealous when the teacher starts picking someone else other than me. And I hold these mini-grudges. It gets pretty ridiculous. I show up on the first day, and purposely seem intimidating, like I know exactly who I am and what I want and I am going to do exactly what it takes to get what I want. This is the bratty Ruthie. It is! I'm not even lying!!  

I used to do it for ACB too! When I was in jr high, I was like one of the only girls on my ACB team. I would go and like be the ditziest one there. I would say these really off the wall things. It was actually really funny to think about. Then when we would sit down and actually challenge each other. I would say my name like I meant business, and then totally own the other team. My favorite part was afterward, we would stand up and shake hands, and I loved seeing the look on the other team's faces after our team beat theirs. They would be so shocked!! Especially because a lot of times, I answered a lot of the questions in the round! Oh it was such a good feeling. :) 

So that is Ruthie being a brat. :D