remember when u saw me in school one morning and asked me why i was looking so bad?
only to have me tell you off with a curt remark to stay out of my affairs.
and you asked if i would be going to class. but that was a tad too much for my tired brain to handle and i promptly told you to get lost.

i will always remember you grabbing that cup of milo and dumping it over my head. at 725 in the morning no less. you thought it was really funny, while i stormed home. and we didnt talk for a month. i know you thought it was empty and that you didnt mean it. i just find it hard to believe.

in hindsight, imagine if u didnt pour the cup of milo on my head, u would then be angry with me for telling u to buzz off and we would probably never have gotten over that bump in our lives. but as they say, in hindsight, everything is 6/6.