Death of a "friend"...

Well, today my partner quit. Literally walked out and got hit by a car or something. I have really no idea, and that is because I am too lazy to even pee right now. But in other words...Alexandra is dead. There I said it, and not a single tear was shed. She was a terrible "typer" anyways. (She only got like 89 words a minute; while I got 90.7 words a minute. I got a decimal because when I was taking the test it used the word therapist and I accidentally used a space and got "the rapist" which I don't know what is so bad about, even though everyone made fun of me for it. Actually, give me one minute I am feeling curious...Oh my me...I am so sorry.  So in big bold letters

Alexandra has finally died