Stick and stone can break my bones

… but words can’t hurt me? Well, duh, if you don’t mean anything to me.

Honestly, this whole war is seriously hilarious, so funny that I’m debating if I should start selling tickets to spectators. Yes, I know this is a really perverse sense of entertainment that I seem to be getting from the whole situation but what can you expect from me? I’ve never liked people enough to see the good in them anyway.

More on this later, time to go pretty myself. ^^

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Tomorrow… will come fast.

Instead of never coming. Lol.

I just realised that I’ll be taking out the stitches tomorrow. YES! The whole affair is entirely too troublesome. Not only does it hurt, it also caused my face to swell up, my complexion to bruise and my mouth to stink. About the last part, the thread and the hole at the back of my mouth make a formidable combination in terms of collecting stale blood and saliva. It’s a combination that totally guarantees a stench. I’ve gargled and brushed my teeth so much that my mouth is SORE and yet the smell is still there.

Urgh.

After taking out the stitches, it’ll be months of picking food out from the hole in the hole, the latter being my mouth. Talk about being unglam. >___<

OH MY GACKT.

MY STUDENT HAS A CRUSH ON ME. OH MY GACKT. MY STUDENT HAS A CRUSH ON ME. MY FIFTEEN-YEAR-OLD STUDENT HAS A CRUSH ON ME. OH MY GACKT.

… and he looks like Chibi-Ohkura, by the way. Now you see why this is a disaster?

If you didn’t know, he was the student who winked at me when I glared at him for talking… and the same kid who asked me if I think he’s better-looking than my ex. I thought it was just him being cheeky… and not because he has a crush on me or whatsoever!

It’s really unfair. Why does my so-called 桃花 always have to be this wrong?! I attract men who are too old or too young. They are never the right age! How am I supposed to find Mr. Right like this?

*cues pitiful look*

The most annoying thing about this should be the fact that this isn’t the first time something like this happened. The last time I associated with kids in this age group was when I was mentoring this group of kids for a module in Poly. Same thing happened and this kid developed such an awkward crush on me that I wanted to cry. Considering that the age difference was six or seven years, you can’t blame me for feeling that way.

Oh my Chibi-Ohkura-lookalike, why must you do this to me?