So there's this terrible (EMBARRASSING) incident that just happened to me a few minutes ago...

a bird pooped on my arm

DAFUQ RIGHT?

Well, it almost happened to me a few weeks ago when I was walking around our academic oval. There were so many tall trees and my friends and I were never aware of the birds that rested there... and then suddenly there came this object from the sky and splattered right next to me!!!!!!!! Just a few centimeters away and it could have had landed on my head!!! I was lucky back then... but now... no!!!!!!!!!

Which reminds me that over a year ago, I picked this cute little puppy that looked like a cow because of its color. As I lifted it up, I was not aware that it pooped on my beautiful shirt and my cousin was "Ohohoho, look, the puppy (/shat/ted) on you" And then my grandmothers were all laughing at me ;~;

Why am I such a poop magnet?

No.

Seriously.

Why?

;w;