Do I? Whenever I Remember

Do I ?

Whenever I remember the days growing up in life, I like to take two steps back and look back at all that has happen in My Life. Sometimes laughing at the past experiences seem to be the only sane thing to do! Many episodes like the times growing up in the early 90′s crack me up now.

In Jr. High…I was known for starting up a small crowd who were basically the opposite of the prep kids. We were a bad group of kids. On any given day we would start an altercation with the other prep kids…it drove the principle crazy! One day one of our own turned on me. I can’t even remember why! Well it finally came down to a nice sunny day, when we both decided to finally set things straight.

We met down by a river damn…by this time the whole school had found out about the fight. Sooooo there were many spectators. I’ll make this very short.

I got my ass kicked…hard….well not so hard but I did get my ass kicked!

You would think I learned my lesson…but nope. I didn’t. Since I wasn’t really bruised, black eye or anything. I decided to call a re-match. ummmm yeah, I got my ass kicked a second time! Again though, nothing on the face no bruises of any sort. Maybe that’s why it didn’t really faze me? We were friends within a week again.

On another occasion, I remember having a huge crush on a girl. Well when it finally came. I asked her out and said yes! Well being my first time ever asking a girl out at school, I never talked to her ever again! I completely ignored her! She as well as I was very confused. She knew how much I was attracted to her. I was very shy. C’mon I was a sixth grader! Weird enough was the fact that I was the one always setting up my friends up with the girls, seriously! The girls knew to get to them they would have to talk to me first!..lol incredible how we mature from this stage of our lives!

As an adult, the times of me looking for a girl to hang out with, led to many funny stories. But one that I remember, or think I remember, yes…I was drunk! All I ever remember was 16, when my friends and I were invited to a sweet 16 party. I was attracted to the girl who was being celebrated. Well long story short, we ended up sneaking to my friends van and in the middle of some explicit situations (ill let your imagination fill this part in) the sister finds us! I guess everyone was looking for the girl of the hour, and she was busy doing her thang! Well her sister flipped out and ran back to the house, as we staggered to get dressed, here she comes running at me with a butcher’s knife! Swinging at me! And yelling at me!…It was time to go. I walked a block before my friends picked me up. I never heard from her ever again…we all had a good laugh afterwards though. Ayayayayay….

Sitting back looking at things from up on the hill reminds me that we sometimes make mistakes or have to lean things the hard way. For the most important lesson though is to actually learn from your mistakes and not let them repeat themselves over and over again.

“One time, shame on you. Two times, shame on me” – unknown

I’m glad I’m still alive to write about some of these times in My Life.