I remember school.
I remember good stuff.
I remember bad stuff.
I remember that time when I was 12 and that girl wanted to kiss me in the back of the bus.
I remember that time I took a beating 'cause I was smaller than the other guy and he could.
I remember the day when I accidentally called my science teacher "Dad".
I remember the hard ons I used to get for no reason at all.
I remember being bold enough to go up to that girl and kiss her on the lips.
I remember being too scared to even approach that other girl, much less kiss her.
If I knew then, what I know now, things would have turned out quite different.
But if I knew then what I know now, I would not be the man I am today.