All right well, someone asked me to write about childhood memories. (Trust me, I'm as surprised as anyone that a request even came through) So... childhood memories... I guess I'll go up to middle school and try to remember as much as I can. (Just a quick side note here, this will be incredibly disjointed since my memories are quite poor) Well, I've seen from pictures that at age 2 I had some long hair. I don't think my hair has ever reached that length ever again. One of the memories I have is of my fourth grade teacher crying. I don't remember why she ended up crying, but all I know is that I felt sorry for her. (Of course, now that I think about it, how do you manage to become an elementary school teacher if you can't handle those types of kids?...) Another one goes a little farther back, to preschool or kindergarten days. I remember back then, for whatever reason, I used to go to this other guys house (I think babysitting? idk), and I remember once this guy's mom hit the both of us for ingesting some medicine that we shouldn't have... It wasn't very good medicine, just fyi, so... not a very good day. I remember crying on the last day of elementary school (this is just sad, really really pathetic).

On to the middle school days. (Yeah, it's sad how little I remember pre-middle school) IVY League (an after school program) was a big part of middle school life. That place was shit. THEY GAVE US EXTRA HOMEWORK TO DO!!! WTF??? And honestly, I learned very little from being there. So yeah, that wasn't the best time in middle school. Actually, middle school was not a good time for me. I just remember being a serious loner (back then it was because I had no choice, now-a-days it's self-imposed loner status). I also remember pissing off nearly every English teacher I had, since I didn't like the subject and clearly never tried very hard in those subjects. I don't remember too many teachers, but I know I didn't like too many of them. I played in band all 3 years, and yet I was last chair clarinet (again, I never practiced). I honestly don't remember what interactions I had with my fellow peers, so... that's never a good sign. Maybe I hated it enough that I managed to block out nearly every memory... I remember going to some sort of graduation dance or whatever, my first and last dance. (No, I honestly don't regret the fact that I ahven't been to any dances, and if I could change anything I wouldn't have went to that one in the first place. Yeah, I'm that boring) Is there a point to draw from all this? No, unless you want to use the very limited details I gave here to make a general statement about the person I am. This was honestly my best attempt at answering a request (I assume I'm receiving a failing grade).

Well, I'll stop here. This is actually not that fun for me, since I've tried my hardest ever since I first got into high school to avoid remembering those 3 cursed years of my life. If anyone else wants me to answer another request, please feel free to tell me and I'll get to it. If not, be prepared to see me say something random very soon.