Yeah well, in high school, I barely even remember having a conversation with you so you can’t expect me to know you. All I know is that you’re Asian and that you cry a lot. I guess you could call it that, it’s ridiculous and makes me not want to drink ever again, but whatever. I got over it. At least I’m drunk, you cry over everything, sober. Yes, you do laugh at like seriously everything though when you’re drunk. It’s like the opposite. But yeah, I’ll hit you up, no worries.
I wasn't really accusing you, San, just stating a fact. Yeah, that seems to be most of what people picked up on, but I guess now you're lucky enough to get to know me for real. We both know you're not giving drinking up so that's probably good you've learned to deal. Ooh, good one, another jab at me being emotional -- I get it. I know but as long as you're cool with it (or at least entertained by it?), I think I can live with it. Besides, I think there are way worse things to be when drunk. Alright, sounds good!
