over my dead body!

came back from prata-ing with MR MORON, WJ.

he fucking insisted that i finish my prata.

arsehole!

saw someone that made me almost wana shit in my pants! (ok, literally.)

i was wtfbbqknnbccbroflmao SHOCK to see him, there, at this hour.

i tried to find a wall to hide, but fucking WJ kept insisting on walking in slow-mo.

FUCKER FUCKER FUCKER~

i wana fucking strangle him to death at that point of time!

thanks to MR MORON, he saw me.

he said hi and VERY awkward.

over my dead body that i'll go prata-ing with you again WJ!

p.s: i'm better than i expected.

p.p.s: fuck you WJ! HAHAHAH. 

bite me!