I did threw a good uppercut punch on that day though.

So, if you know me in real life, you would've noticed that I suffered from a disorder called RBF which stands for; Resting B-word Face. Also a bonus for my talent in using sarcasm as my daily language, bringing my disorder up onto a new level. Just in case if you have no idea how or what the heck is RBF, it basically means that whenever I'm not doing anything such as smiling or talking or walking or just staring at wall or something, I ended up looking like the B-word. 

Unfortunately, my disorder concerns a lot of people because I look like I am displeased, angry and aggressive about something -- even when I'm not. I remembered a few kids from my school were going on a rumble against me just because I wasn't smiling. Hey, it was hilarious. I mean, they were absolutely hilarious for getting all hyped up over me, not smiling. I guess it must took a toll on themselves since they still had to see me again for the next couple of years until I can finally leave the school. Embarrassing, huh?

All this while I have no idea why everyone had some problems with my face when I see myself in an actually different way. I've been told to smile throughout my life more than getting a hello. 

Then, someone I knew from the recent camp I went to introduced me to RBF. We were talking about Kristen Stewart (she also had a RBF) and he confessed I had one. Finally, this is it. I knew it. I knew I had it and it all makes sense now.

Having a RBF sure did make me look intimidating to strangers, but I have to tell every single one of you that I'm fully embracing and loving my resting bitch face. There you go, I've said the B-word. 

"You may look like a horrific bitch on the outside, but you're such a softie!"