The Old Days.

Today in Ed 300 we were discussing middle school. Omigod. I think I told the wrong little story about myself. Instead of the third grade pencil thing, I told the fifth grade thing when I threw Allen and his bike into the garbage dumpster. That of course made me think of other things, like socking Regina out in 6th grade, fighting with Jaime in 5th grade, biting Travis, it just continues. On and on. I was such an aggressive one before I moved to BL. I never really noticed that before.