Stupid Drawings From a Room and Sentiments for the Sentimental

I remember Aakarsh bringing home Matzo's and offering me some in his pajamas (the same striped set he wore a week ago when he was here).
I remember Quentin teaching me how to inhale a cigarette.
I remember making up scenarios with Derick: I say, "The boy sits in the wet grass looking up and thinking..." Derick, "This grass is wet-- like me." That's when Sophie started to get it.
I remember wanting to be as excited and happy about one thing as Maria seems about everything.
I remember doing a first radio show with Soona and pretending to be beeping aliens and I remember The Dungeon two years later.
I remember walking by Josh the first week of school-- mammoth football player in a wife beater smoking a black n' mild with his arm draped over the Bornheutter card swipe.
I remember painting my wall and the unparalleled first visage inscribed carelessly by Parisa.
I remember Malcolm talking about vaginas. And rapping. Mainly about vaginas.
I remember beating you all up (and getting beaten up).
I remember wanting to be all of you, parts of you at least.
I remember chess club and 5:00 dinner and weekly basketball and parties in my room and dancing.

And I remember so much more, I'm sure, that i just can't reach right now.

But remember,
if you remember anything,
that I love you all.

Because that
is what I remember best.