Summer used to be really fun back then, don’t get me wrong, they still are. Though my last summer was freakishly weird, weird in a way that a ghost, yes, a ghost (mind you it was a drop-dead, like literally, he was dead diva of a ghost too) possessed my friend’s body and had us chase after accompany him all the way to Busan so he could ‘finish his last duties’

Whatever the his duties might be, that is.

But I had a good time, crazy good time, even though it only lasted for four days. Oh did I mention that the Goddess of Love was on my side last summer too?

Like I said, I had I good time; in a freakishly weird way. But looking on the bright side, at least now I have something good to tell over a summer camp fire. Though I highly doubt anyone would believe me.

P/S – This experience made me realize that I should really be careful of my plush toy collections. Just in case, someday they decide to talk to me and eventually tell me that they love me. Which wasn’t so bad; if it calls itself Hyukjae.

Yeah, just in case.