Clubbing and Stalkers

Went over to the island again. To esther’s place. More girl time.
I want a sister!!

Then it was the usual thing. Clubbing, dancing. Spent a whole hour non-stop dancing on the podium. And now my body’s aching all over! Best exercise I’ve had in a while though. Haha.
And someone remind me to never take public transport again. Fucking stalkers! Too long a story for me to explain now. Maybe i’ll write bout it someday when i’m not so disgusted by the whole thing.

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