i really wish i did. i'm never going to see the kid again so why not? was it the self-image i have of myself yelling at me that i don't stuff like that? what was i afraid of? what people on the bus would say? since when do i care about what people say or think? oh right. since as long as i can remember.

whatever the reason. i didn't. so i'm moving on. hopefully i learned (or learnt?) something. i'm not sure.