This one may sound slightly familiar…listen people it’s day 22, can I get a pass? I don’t remember how we became friends, but what I do remember is you were ALWAYS late to Spanish 2. You would come dragging in, 20 minutes after class started, carrying a tennis racket with this mean “don’t talk to me” look on your face. I remember the teacher calling you out and telling you that you couldn’t miss any more days or she was going to drop you. I don’t know why, but somehow we started talking and I ended up being your alarm clock. Every morning I would call down to your room to make sure you were up for class. Me: “wake up Henry time for class” You: “alright I’m up” Me: “are you really up?” You: “yes” Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday morning for the rest of the semester started like that. Now that I think about it, maybe you should be thanking me instead of me thanking you!!! LOL
Thank you for never biting your tongue when it comes to giving me advice. I think the first time you really felt the need to say something was the first time you saw me in a club. It was my senior year. You guys were hosting and Renee had talked me into going. Renee and I hadn’t been there too long when I heard “PYT what are you doing here?” I could tell you were shocked to see me and every time we ran into each other that night you asked if I was okay. I kept thinking “man do I look that out of place” turns out you’d saw me talking to and dancing with one of your frat brothers and you wanted to make sure he was behaving. Thanks for that. Thank you for your support over the years. Weather it was friendly (not so friendly) advice or cheering me on at a dance recital. You’ve shown yourself to be a true friend. Thank You!
I still laugh when I think about you being fired about something you deemed racist and I for the life of me couldn’t see it. You would always ask “What side are you on Chelle”. LOL Sorry! I can’t begin to tell you how many times I’ve been in a bad mood then I’ll get a text that simply says “your song is on the radio” and immediately start feeling better. Thanks for always having impeccable timing when it comes to emailing me a work. You seem to always catch me just before I’m about to wild out on someone. Thanks for always being just a phone call or email away.