Me after long hours of studying maths:

Mom: Get ready for dinner.

Me: Whaaaat? I'm very very tired after doing all these maths!
*rolls down grabbing a pillow and falls down from the bed*

Mom: Did you fall?!

Me: Hmm!
*hugs the pillow and tries to sleep on the floor*
*closes eyes*

Mom: Sigh...

Little bro: *comes and looks at me and laughs*
He's lying down on the floor.

Me: *tries to sleep with the pillow on the floor like a little girl sleeping with a panda bear*

Mom: It's time for dinner! Come and eat.

Me: No no, pillow! Please don't leave me! I wanna sleep right here like a beggar!

Imaginary spirit: What... the hell?

Me: Σ(￣□￣)！
What are you doing here?

Imaginary spirit: Why are you acting like a cute little girl?

Me: *gets up and keeps the pillow on the bed*
Whatever. You don't know the trauma of excess institutional education!

Imaginary spirit: Sigh... come on, let's eat.
*disappears*

Me: Sigh... well, I guess he didn't lie.
*goes to eat dinner*

That's a recent event that happened just yesterday. It makes me want to laugh remembering how I acted then. 😂😂😂