So I gues this makes me an official SMS student--I'm writing my autobiography just like every other eight-grader here. This hasn't been easy. It's a big job, plus it's very emotional for me. Looking through all the family photos has made me remember some pretty difficult times. My family has been through a lot, but it hasn't all been bad. There was the period when my sister and I had to be color-coded so people could tell us apart! And then there was the crazy move to Stoneybrook, and my unforgettable first meeting with Kristy Thomas. So now here I am, a stoneybrookite, working on my first major school project. I sincerely hope I don't blow it.