In kindergarten, I learned how
In kindergarten, I learned how to tie my shoe. I also learned about sex.
In first grade, I learned how to count and multiply numbers. I also learned that people should keep their hands to themselves.
In second grade, I learned how to tell time. I also learned to keep secrets, even when telling the truth would be best.
In third grade, I learned how to type. I also learned that kisses aren't fun if they involve a tongue shoving its way down your throat.
In fourth grade, I learned about deserts and rainforests. I also learned that girls could kiss each other in movies.
In fifth grade, I learned about acid rain. I also learned about what it's like to stay in motels.
In sixth grade, I learned about seismic waves. I also learned that I have trouble asking for help.
In seventh grade, I learned about the middle ages. I also learned that when I get a gut feeling I should listen, I should always listen.
In eighth grade, I learned how to swim backwards. I also learned that some girls who liked the same guy can get into a fight and come out as friends in the end.
In ninth grade, I learned how to shade and outline. I also learned that I like girls.
In tenth grade, I learned how to say "hello" in French. I also learned that saying goodbye to someone you love hurts like hell, but not saying goodbye hurts more.
In eleventh grade, I learned how to take Cornell notes. I also learned to say no to things I should never have said yes to in the first place.
In twelfth grade, I learned about capitalism. I also learned that I don't know what the fuck I want to do with my life, but also that I don't need to figure it out right now. And that's okay.
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