coconut kills...

it's a new year, one of goals, resolutions, and before I can do that-

I need to get something

off of my chest.

someone almost died my last day of finals in class,

and I'm pretty sure I was responsible.

I walked into my last final with a friend, and as we passed this girl

on the front row, she immediately got up and ran out of the room.

chaos ensued after that.

people started filing into class, asking frantically:

who is wearing coconut?! she is allergic, and having an attack.

SHE USED AN EPI-PEN!

what was I supposed to say?! it was me? how was I supposed to know?

it wasn't me, it was THIS.

and then, it got worse. people started sniffing other people out,

and they narrowed it down to our corner. "I think it's coming from over here."

all I could do was sink lower in my chair, and use pink grapefruit antibacterial to rid myself of the smell.

the girl never came back to class. and it was all my fault. so miss coconut allergy, it was me. and I sure am sorry you missed that final. but kind of not sorry, because coconut smells delicious, and you weren't exactly wearing a sign.