Freshmen year was awesome, especially since I had a few classes with upperclassmen and a few with my peers. The pranks you pull defines your Freshman year, like when my friend got chained to a chair in Art Class and a few people had to saw him out before the substitute teacher saw. Or drawing large throbbing dongs all over my friend's planner while he was giving a speech and even squirting tank loads of hand lotion into someone's shoes during Gym class and throwing them in the trash can. My Freshman year was brilliant. Brilliant.

Now I have somewhat OK Sophomore year. :P