I haven't even agreed to this. This is utter bullshit.

I'm on my way to my apartment but this traffic is giving me so much headache than I already have.

What am I going to do, I hate his guts. I can't stand him around and now I'm meant to marry him? Are my parents nuts.

Entering into my driveway, I quickly ran out of the car and went to my house planning on lamenting to my friends.

The first thing I see is the look of worry on their face which relax when they notice ...