....In love with my pillow
And now I am mourning for it.
Because just yesterday my three year old sister peed on it.
me: *enters room* *sees giant wet spot on pillow*............
MY LOVELY PILLOW-SAAAAAAAAAN
...I am such a retard
Mainly because i suck at making friends.
Cuz DUDE. Today we had an assembly and all of us had to "find a partner of the opposite gender" and start talking about "our deepest darkest most emotional-est problemos". [totally not awkward.] [ pillow ; n ; ]
me: *waves at rendom guy* uhhh...need a partner?
guy: *keeps staring straight*
me: *pokes him in the stomach* KILLED YOUR BABY. HA. >8D [i would NEVER have done that three months ago D8]
guy: *stare. stare. stare*
me: OH C'MON. *stalks off*
Eventually the special-ed-teacher-who-has-been-stalking-me-since-second-day-of-school randomly appeared and shoved me into a corner with one of her students. Afterwards, i had a nice, long, throroughly emotional chat with my "partner" about....purple socks....or collecting rocks...or something along those lines.
[i think that was it T_T;...i don't have any issues with special ed. kids...but sometimes they're kinda hard to hear.]
So my bestest friend irl who i can actually hug, Pillow-san, just got peed on.
AND NOW ITS IN THE WASHER O____O
AND ALL THE MARKER THAT I USED TO DRAW THAT DERP FACE ON IT IS GONNA WASH OFF. [and my socks will turn greyyyyy]
Pillow-san will be back after a couple of days.
And i shall be REUNITED. [insert evil laugh of non evil intent?]
Our friendship will be a bit stiffer though T_T; [cuz my detergent is like some sort of anti-fluffie-ness potion...]
I'm so sorry guys...did i SERIOUSLY just post a whole, ultra-long diary about a pillow?
Sorry sorry sorry sorry everybody for ever letting you guys see the random crap i post in these things.
[brainrots...u] [just add a "u" to the end of a word and it sounds japanese? D'|] [my noob theory.]