My Mind: Okay! This is the class where we will be the last one out, and all of our friends will cheer for us and we will finally be happy!

Me (to my brain): Yep! We can do it! Wait, are you sure? We are playing against the 8th grade! They are a year older than me!

My Mind: Thats okay! Your friends Evan, and Jordan will help you out! They are in 8th grade!

Me (to my brain): If your sure! LETS PLAY!!!

*Five Seconds Later*

Evan: You're out already? Good try!

My Mind: That's great, just great. Even your friends are pitying you now. 

Me (to my brain): Well, at least I tried! 

My Mind: Every single darn time.