I've been awake since september, don't you remember?

Hello, please come back.

The upsetting thing is just when I got used to writing in my computer without you guys reading, I've got to get use to writing in my computer with you guys reading again.

Today was the first day of SPM.

I remember every single major exam, I would tell myself that I'm pretty smart, that it should be a piece of cake.

Then I would answer terribly.
Then I would pray very hard.
Then I would dread result day.
And then, I end up getting straight As.

And then now, I seem to think even if i do not study things would be fine too. WRONG.

Because my school exams and trials sucked big time.

So today I got up washed my hair, had strawberry smoothie with peppermint leaves, wore my polka dot lingerie, and fell asleep in the car dreaming about dancing with the examiner.

The paper was actually fine. I did well, I did great, I am happy even if past experience told me doing it badly means straight A.

I have this new thing call, doing it well, scoring well (:

Oh, and I couldn't stop laughing when I saw my class's examiner.

oxox,
Bree.

p/s: I no longer know how to blog, maybe I should take another smoothie.