I just randomly got a prank call. It sounded suspiciously like the boy my friends and i have affectionately named Satan.

I saw him the other day, beat him at A levels, I'm hoping that's where the hostility stems from.

I hate the thought of him with loads of friends gathered round laughing at what i say.

So i just hung up then let the phone ring off.

I love to think of him alone, in his bedroom trying to cheer himself up by doing a prank call. But that won't be it.

 I don't know why I'm still rambling on about this, i guess I'm just upset at the thought that people are laughing at me. The idea that people would get a kick out of trying to trick me.