Definition: In this task, you are given a Reddit post as a text. Your task is to generate a title for this text. The title should start with "TIFU by", followed by a situation that caused humor. The title should contain 7-12 words, ideally.
Input: Text: this fuck up actually happened about a decade ago.

***the background***

i had recently switched schools after 6th grade, so i was the awkward new kid in the middle of middle school (7th grade). i make it through to lunch, and by now i'm missing my old friends. i was sitting alone at lunch, when a guy invited me to the popular table. i was still awkward, but to try to show me that we were "all friends here," he gave me a bag of cookies. the hard kind. i wasn't hungry at the moment, so i ate one and saved the rest for later (there were about 5 at this point). 

fast forward to when i got home. i immediately went into my room to hide the cookies from my brother, who was known for stealing goods such as cookies from the family despite our efforts to teach him otherwise (he was young). i put them in a drawer i deemed my "random shit" drawer, and went on with my day. 
as you can probably guess, i forgot about the cookies. fast forward four years, to my junior year in high school. i turned into that kid that looked and acted like he did drugs, but never actually did. i was home alone one day, and heard a noise upstairs. there was an intruder in the house, so i called the cops. i guess he saw the cops pull in, and bailed unheard and unseen. they search the house for him, and open a closet and lo and behold, my step dad forgot to put away his illegal drugs (which i didn't know he did at the time). they left, not finding anyone, with some samples. i was still on guard for a while, but eventually calmed down and started to play some xbox (original). later, a loud knock came at the door (which scared the shit out of me), and i went to the door with a bat hidden behind my back. it was the cops, who had returned back to my house with a warrant to search the house for drugs.

***the fuck up***

they searched my parents room, found a shit ton, and searched the rest of the house, and they got to my room last. they got through most of my room, and found nothing. then it comes time to look in the desk. they open the drawer, search it, and at the very back, they find a very suspicious bag of semi-fine powder. the cookies had not rotted or anything, but had become powder. at the time, i didn't remember the cookies at all. they asked me if i knew what it was, to which, i replied "no." i had never seen those in my life (or so i'd thought), but they didn't buy it (partially due to my appearance). they brought me down to the station with them, and they notified my parents of what had happened. they came to get me, and to face the music about the drugs. after some time, they figured out it was indeed cookies, and while dank as fuck, not drugs.

TIFU by Saving Cookies for Later