Why being 10 is the best age ever

Hi all, this is Pixel in his youth, filling in for Pixel as he makes his way across the country. [1]Shh! I want to tell you a secret, but you have to promise not to tell anyone. Promise? Okay, Pixel hasn’t been really making his way across the country this whole week. He got to one place and stopped, then made up several posts of what his trip would have been like. Isn’t that terrible?? But shh! Don’t tell him I told you.
Anyway, you all loved my last few posts, so I thought I’d write another one explaining why I am cooler any version of myself, past, present, or future.

This is my post:

  1. My haircut is cool. I don’t know why I stopped making a helmet out of my hair. Whatever I was thinking. I was wrong. I’ll just write that down to myself so that I don’t forget.
  2. Only one female friend, and she’s cool. I’m pretty sure she doesn’t have cooties, but you never know. That’s why I wear gloves: you need protection sometimes.
  3. My best friend forever, Luis. He likes cake. Why we don’t hang out forever is a mystery to me. Maybe he got stuck in a wormhole and traveled to the future? I should investigate.
  4. I am in sixth grade. Since this school is new, we, the class of 2002 are the first ever class that’s the big dogs on campus. People will remember that, because it’s special. They’ll wonder: who were those very cool people?
  5. My brother is usually cool with me now. But maybe in the future we’ll be able to play Sega together more, so I don’t know.

Next time, I’ll make a list of why I’m cooler than the 10-year-old version of YOU. But first you have to tell me what you were like so that I can pinpoint your fatal flaws.

Conclusion: I am cooler than myself in the future. And, since he’s super awesome, it follows that I am the most awesome kid in the universe. Take that Richie Rich!

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1. Shh! I want to tell you a secret, but you have to promise not to tell anyone. Promise? Okay, Pixel hasn’t been really making his way across the country this whole week. He got to one place and stopped, then made up several posts of what his trip would have been like. Isn’t that terrible?? But shh! Don’t tell him I told you.
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3 Responses to Why being 10 is the best age ever

  1. courtney says:

    When I was ten I was an incredibly cool fifth grader who spent every recess with her best friend reciting poems by either A.A. Milne or Emily Dickinson. We were smart girls. We had our own corner and often brought our walkmans with us and jammed out to Reba McEntire. My little brother was embarrassed to let anyone know he knew much, much less was related to me, but I didn’t mind. I still loved him like crazy and watched over him like a hawk in his little first grade year. There’s no way you, 10 year old Pix, are cooler than I was.

  2. Young Pixel says:

    Dear Young Courtney,

    I accept your challenge. Please watch this space for an awesome response which will leave you weeping in terror and shame for eleven years.

    Cootie-head,
    Young Pix

  3. Maxie says:

    I was definitely the coolest 10 year old EVER. Those leggings with stirrups? They’re still around, so that totally proves my fashion foresight.

    Also, my huge bangs? Those were awesome. I’m not sure why I ever grew them out. And braces with colored rubber bands? Amazing. I might go get them put back on now.

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