Yesterday after uni I was wandering around the city and I walked past this guy.

His name is Christop, and his blog is Wonderful Awful Things.

I absolutely LOVE his blog because it is so random and always has nice photos hahaha.

But man, it was freaky seeing him face to face. Funny thing is, he had no idea who I was. He just kept on walking, right past me, down Swanston street. So I turned around to follow him and work up the courage to go "HEY!!!! I READ YOU!!! And you read me!!!". But fear swallowed that up.

When I realised I was bordering on to being a stalker, I stopped following and kept going on my way.