NCC BOY.

Throughout the day I was feeling very very sore. Because of this asset that I have. MY HAIR. I felt so self-conscious about it every minute of the day, whether it turned out to be in perfect or shitty condition. I hate it when my hair refuses to behave. HATE IT HATE IT HATE IT.

Stupid hair.

Anyway, NCC Boy was super irritating. Irritating motherfocker. Don't ask me why. He caused me to go teary in the bus but I refused to cry. Threats after threats, and the ordeal is over. But still I cannot forgive NCC Boy for that. I will pray that he won't get the 1st Sergeant rank. *evil laughter*

Okay sorry NCC Boy. BUT no. Nvm.
No I'm not having any affair with anybody else. NCC Boy is just Di, you see. I'm already bored calling him Di. Di. Di. Di. Di. So I switch his name to NCC Boy. Horny alien. Irritating bastard. Motherfocker. Son of a bitch. Hmm.

Notice this piece of crap here. I know. I'm bored. I wanna like, just curl up and die. Sheesh. No lah. I'm craving for something spicy. Hmmmmmmmmm. Okay I'll eat Di up the moment he gets home. From NCC. Eww, sweaty?! Nvm. He's my dinner today. Happiness.