Rant mode on

You know how parents ask you ‘Hey, you remember that time when…’ And reminds you of one of your worse memories?
Oh, I can list them out like I’m counting treasures.
Like that time in Grade 1 where a Grade 4 blackmailed me and told the school bus nanny that I spat in her face. I went to Chinese tuition bawling.
Like that time in Grade 2 where I was led aside during assembly and was asked whether I threw a broom downstairs, which I didn’t.
Like that time in Grade 4 where I swore in class.
Like those times during my earlier years I’d throw small tantrums in class and bury my head in my jacket and cry.
Like those times throughout primary school where I just throw my head at the wall or hit it with a book or whatever when I didn’t do well enough at something.
Like that time in Grade 5 where I’d freaked out in class because my mom forgot to take out her mobile phone from my school bag and it rang in class.
Really, I don’t need reminding.