Albert
I'm pissed! I'm literally and officially pissed at that Piseth Da guy. Was he born just to torment me?
I have done enough 'show' with my body's language that there is nothing left to portray. I kicked the backseat, pound the hand rest, and groaned to myself ever since I got back in the car.
Of all the universities in the entire capital cities, why did he have to enroll in that? Like he's said, now it gives him every freaking reason to meet Pree. It won't even be a big deal if he decides to come every day either. It means I'll have to endure his presence longer than I have thought. What a pain in the butt.
"I hate him!" I pound on my palm and groan for the hundredth time and look out the window, only to get more frustrated when a little kid standing on the pavement looks at me wi
