sometimes i wonder why i dont have friends. i mean im a really nice person, but people just dont like me. like on friday, i was talking to this guy, mike. and he told me i was creeping him out, and i wasnt even doing anything!!!!! i mean, it wasnt my fault that i pinned him down and was rubbing mayonaise on my bare chest!!!! i tripped when i was carrying some mayo and i fell on him, and one thing led to another and i was rubbing it on myself and i thought that maybe i could have a good conversation. geez, some people.