First up it seems exceedingly inapropriate to pen the proverbial dealing-with-teen-sexuality post right after the morbid one before, but hell, teenage angst seems just as much grim as the next murder or rape case.

Hormones. Today, boys and girls, we’ll be discussing hormones.

Which pretty much is the god-forsaken horned devil (pun intended) constantly CONSTANTLY bugging me to objectify every single decent-looking female in the boarding school. Okay, only one. But still, WHY ME? WHY NOW? Alpha Males do not fall vulnerable to the slightest charms of the shes. DIE.

There seems to be a spunky JC chick around, I must say quite attractive for an Asian actually. Mostly likely because of her resemblance to a hot British model. Hmmm… EXAMPLE:

The goddess I mentioned

Anybody knows who I’m talking about? Recalls her name? At least the Christian one? If so tell me so I can Google her. A stalker needs his information.

And that’s just the surface of it. She is perpetually around a not-so-hot male, which is what makes this forbidden fruit all the more sultry and luscious and addictive and tempting. From the series of crushes last year, I must say I think someone high up is toying with my emotions and hinting to me to get a girl? Not that it is on my mind now, or ever. Just seems hilarious for me to join the ranks of …. you know which lovelorn poseur I’m talking about.

Bye-bye Alpha Male image. And hi pussy-whipped Theron.