I remember (inspired by Joe Brainard)
I remember trapezeing for the first time. I sucked.
I remember crashing Mom’s Car
I remember jumping with all my clothes on into the pool with Vanessa. I felt so young.
I remember learning Dad was suicidal
I remember being nervous right before my AP exam and throwing up on my converse
I remember the first time I enjoyed writing comedy; I wrote about two racist people adopting trying to adopt a baby
I remember my scene making myself laugh
I remember the Hallel cart and going there everyday for lunch for three weeks
I remember falling in love with Game of Thrones
I remember taking Dad’s car out for a joy ride with Jordan. Jordan said I was a shit driver afterwards
I remember crying in the rain just for the drama of it
I remember when I used to love Hannah Montana because she was a blond girl with pretty blue eyes
I remember reading The Bluest Eye.
I remember making Mom cry in the bathroom of my middle school
I remember hating my middle school principal; he was a racist prick
I remember the first time I thought that there was a deeper side to Cameron Janssens; I was right
I remember learning that Virginia Woolf committed suicide.
I remember wondering why all artists die so young.
I remember kissing him for the first time outside a tent filled with people
I remember blasting music with Vanessa as we speed down the highway. That was the day I decided that she was going to be my best friend.
I remember loving a boy
I remember hating the same boy
I remember green tea leaves in steel kettles
I remember on the flight to the Galapagos, Cameron and I got into a horrible fight over me not reclining my seat.
I remember sneaking out of my house early in the morning.
I remember Mom catching me and then cutting all my hair off.
TO BE CONTINUED.