Hey,

Whose great idea was it again to invite Kangin over? I mean, I would have a problem with it if I wasn’t stuck in a cabinet. In. A. CABINET! He said something about how I was too skinny when I was off in a corner with my pen poised as I was about to write in you. He then asked how I could be this skinny and not be dead. Does he seriously have a problem with that? His build is…rather large compared to mine. It’s not my fault though! It’s not like he’s fat or anything! It’s more like he has big bones! And built like a teddy bear! I’m just built like an anchovy.

Before I knew it, he had picked me up and stuffed me in a random cabinet somewhere in the house. How no one noticed, I don’t have a clue. Heechul does have a way of directing the attention to him, even when no one wants to pay attention to him… Maybe that’s the reason, because even Kibum was paying attention to him! He rarely ever pays attention to anyone other than Siwon. Then again, Heechul was hanging all over Siwon…I might be on to something here…

I wonder if I’ll die here, Diary. It’s dark and there’s little space, which means I could stop breathing any second due to air loss! (Oh, I’m scaring myself!)

How am I even able to write when I’m in a cabinet, you may be wondering. Well, my keys have this handy dandy flashlight attached to them. I bought it one time when I went to Japan for work. The Japanese are geniuses I say! Pure geniuses. I’m one too, especially since I bought this genius flashlight there at one of the stalls! (I liked the way the light shone from it, and how little it was. And it’s in a shape of a monkey! How genius am I?) Maybe I’m part Japanese. That would explain quite a bit about how smart I am. Look! I can even speak Japanese! “Ni Hao!”

Wait…that’s Chinese…

Oh well, the Chinese are geniuses too! Maybe I’m part Chinese! I should call my family’s house to ask my mom if I’m part Chinese! I could be adopted! Wait, no…my sister looks too much like me. We could both be adopted, though! No…she looks too much like mom. Maybe mom’s adopted as well!

Wait…what? My mom’s adopted? Why didn’t I know this? It makes a lot of sense, she looks nothing like Father…wait, this isn’t right. They weren’t related before their wedding in any way, shape or form…this is too confusing…maybe I should stop.

I should ask about Choco. I miss him. I think I miss him as much as Junsu loves cats! That’s it, I’m bringing him to live with us. Everyone needs a dog. Even Junsu has one! What ever happened to his dog? All I hear about is cat this, cat that, never dog! Did he…kill him? No! He couldn’t do that to his dog! It’s Junsu after all!

I need to call Junsu. I haven’t talked to him for two whole days! Stupid Yoochun is probably jumping for joy right about now. If I wasn’t stuck in this cabinet, I’d run over to Junsu’s place and steal him away from his lover. Actually, no I wouldn’t, I have Donghae now. I don’t need to do that anymore. It doesn’t matter anymore if my best friend has a lover who steals him away unsuccessfully. Donghae, as a matter of fact, doesn’t have a lover. That’s what makes him better.

But I do still need to call Junsu since I haven’t talked to him. I can’t forget to inquire about his dog.

I wonder if Donghae’s a mind reader. I should test it out. Hold on…

….

He’s not a mind reader, or else he would have come to rescue me. Oh well. He’s awesome whether or not he’s a mind reader. I’m pretty happy no matter what kind of skill he has, as long as he’s Donghae.

Donghae has those eyes where when he’s sad, he looks like the saddest puppy in the UNIVERSE! It makes you want to cry, give him a bone, cry some more, give him a swimming pool full of dog treats, and cry until your eyes fall out. I don’t have a swimming pool full of dog treats, or a bone. (If I had Choco, I would, which is more of a reason to bring him here!) So until then, I can only cry at the sight of those eyes. That means that I need to stay far away from him when he’s sad until I can get a swimming pool full of treats and a bone. Only will I be able to handle things better.

But! When he’s happy, he has a funny grin. His eyes scrunch up in an extremely pretty way, and his smile makes me think of rolling green grass hills and blue skies filled with scattered fluffy white cotton clouds. Oh, and the grass has a family of snails, bunnies, and baby animals! That’s what his smile is like. I want to smile with him when that happens because that is the best place ever. Now, I want to see that smile again. Maybe I’ll try to beat my way out of this cabinet.

It…didn’t work…

I’m so cramped in here that I can barely move. I can barely write this! I’ll get Kangin back for this! Heed my word, Diary!

Why isn’t anyone coming for me? Am I not that important? Do they not notice that I went missing yet?

I get that we just ate and it’s extremely late, but why doesn’t anyone want food? There’s stuff biting into me because of how cramped it is, and my hand is getting stiff! I think I might cry…

Choco is probably crying because I’m not calling to check up on him. Junsu is probably worrying since I haven’t called him in two days. (Why doesn’t he call?) Donghae is probably wondering where his swimming pool full of dog treats is! But none of them will be satisfied until I get out of this cabinet!

I should probably try yelling…

Oh! Now someone has heard me! I’m a genius! I guess I am part Japanese with how smart I am! I should move to Japan so that I could fit in with those smarties.

But then I would leave Donghae without a pool… Alright, I’m staying in Korea. I don’t want to leave until he has a pool. These non-smarties need me.

Well, I need to go now. My Japanese flashlight is running out of light, and I hear footsteps. Ahoiehoriehojo ßGoodnight in Japanese.

~Not So Stuck Anymore~