Battle_Korbi

OH BOY IT HAVE BEEN A WHILE SINCE I POSTED!

We are going to ask you to buckle your fuckles ladies and gentleman, and prepare yourself fooor...

DISAPPOINTMENT!

^{Yay I am funny.}

So lets get the show started.

Oh yaah... a disclamer!

WARNING - EDGY TEEN SHIT AHEAD - YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

Now leggo.

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The class guys have really planned out their picnic/party/whatever.

The class's group chat isn't spammed with low quality (way too fucking) old Balkan memes anymore, but pictures of copious amounts of liquid assets that are apparently going to be used to push a certain agenda, and still UNOPENED at that.

Also, they calculated EVERYTHING. Writing down names, numbers, calculating even, graphs, and data from the internet. Heck, if they could change weather, they would. Not to mention a BLOODY MAP.

They planned this shit out like they are going to pillage Lindisfarne, guarded by 20 Crystal Dragon Jesuses at that. And a plasma cyberREMOND as a boss battle at the end. AND if they wanted to do a speedrun record while at it. And with everyone ending with 100 hp no more no less. That amount of planning.

I wish I could study as much as these guys planned for this.

I bet they think likewise.

...

And they are still trying to persuade me to go.

And I say, oh no, darlin, oh no no no.

Simply put, I won't even bother considering should I go.

And everytime they ask me why I won't go they ignore my legit reasons why I shouldn't and every argument ends in a stalemate.

I do not even want to explain anymore. Every time they try to push me to go, I just don't want to go even more.

I do not care if its "the real last time we hang out as a class". I never really liked the class sans several people, and I think everyone agrees as well but no one wants to say it. Heck, maybe I am going to stay in contact with at least two people. If God wills it, maybe more.

That is it. They know I am fully equipped to operate heavy machinery and they need a transporter once they get drunk as horses.

Hah! Whatever, I ain't going. I think I would get fucked over something if I went there. There is this faint smell of something bad going on with this.

Nyaaaah (oO_n_Oo ) I am not focused properly! This mash of text you have just read up here is literal translation of my native language to English basically. Filled to the brim with catchphrases, local jargone and everything.

I am always verbose, and can handle both languages with easiness. What is wrong with me today?

Selective dyslexy?

OR GUILTTTTT?!

Dyslexy 100%