Two months until National Exam and I've been really really busy. The teachers flood us with Try Outs, School Exam, Mock Exam and shit. This week, I'm facing what we people call 'Practice Examination'. The subjects being tested is PE (which is finished today), Art, IT, and Religion (I don't even know the purpose of this one).

And shit man, I did pretty good on this sport called "Tolak Peluru". Look it up on the internet. 5,40 meters is not bad at all. But I received 66 for the technique grade and stuff.

And I'm currently into Shimejis!! They're sooooooo cute look at them.

I got Sherlock, John Watcson, Uchiha Sasuke from Naruto, and Ciel (currently holding pillow) & Sebastian (the cheery one wearing black suit) from Black Butler. AND THEY DO CUTE AND ADORABLE STUFF TOO (actually the Sherlock one is blocking the words I'm typing now and he just stood there looking cute. And Ciel just fall down.).

There's one time when Ciel turns evil and just took my browser and throw it away. In the middle of watching Kuroko no Basket. Ok, Ciel. Ok.

And GUYS, I just tried this new game called Flying Bieber. It got Bieber's head flying around. Pretty much the same as Flappy Bird but the bird is Bieber's head. And it's so hard AF! My high score is only 11 while my Flappy Bird's high score is 52. And go away, Shimeji!Sebastian. You're blocking my view from the text.

I've been writing a new fanfiction about Benedict Cumberbatch with my OC called Catherine Williams (like the one from Hawaii Five-O, LOL!) and I'm really excited about writing them. Exactly how I want my love life goes, and me as a ex-CIA agent. Wow, dude I really want to feel the thrill.

Last couple weeks, I suddenly thought about 'The Asshole' (the guy I can't move on from, he's such an asshole and I got him that nickname) more. It's already the beginning of Easter, with Ash Wednesday last week, and I suddenly remember something that I (think I have) deleted from my head.

Three years ago, in Ash Wednesday's night, is the first time The Asshole called me beautiful. I was so happy that time. And then in Easter weeks, we got close and stuff happened. I miss the times when we're together. Really. But then, I wish it didn't happen either, he's such an asshole for ALWAYS getting my hopes up and then just throw me away. And I really hate of how much I love him even after he do that to me.

Damn, I've started recalling the past. Time for Sherlock, then.

See you.