It's the finals once again

It's that time of the year again.. final final exams. *children booing*
This time last year I was freaking out about PMR and UEC and by this time next year, I'm pretty sure I'll be freaking out about SPM.
So I guess this will be my final 2nd-Term finals.

Oh. This finals stands 40% of the 55% of my final average, so I guess I really have to double my efforts after failing Bio and AdMaths for mid-terms.*awwhhhhhh*

That's swell. I'm still procrastinating thanks to VSauce and their interesting videos.
Seriously, they have the weirdest facts and images. Random too. Now who doesn't like videos with a random girl holding a lighter to the end of the butt and farting? Oh the randomness.

Just lavishing my desire to type things out 'cause typing on a keyboard is fun. :)

typetypetypetypetypetype

now the word "type" looks weird to you right?? Haha.

You can always count on Paint to kill time..

Yeah, my life is that pathetic at the moment.

Boys and their crap.

and I've had enough of it.

Not all of them like to talk crap, but most of them. But we'll just call them boys because they don't deserve to be called men.

What can a girl do when two boys tell her different versions of the story and she's stuck with a dilemma on who to believe? Boys need to cut their crap, or not, girls will start to doubt them and earning their trust would be difficult.

So stop making up stories for all the wrong reasons!

Read At Your Own Risk

Since I'm bored and I can't go to sleep because I'm itching all over the place, decided that I should write about nothing in particular. 
So WARNING : If you are not interested into long meaningless words than, please exit through the red button above. Thank you. 

My current state of mind is calm and sleepy, but my body is the total opposite: I'm itching in all awkward places (yeah, you know what I mean) and it just can't stop typing.
Just logged out from my facebook and twitter accounts not long ago, but I just can't seem to logout from this site. Why? I don't know.
I'm a really weird person, not in an awesome weird type, but a really really seriously, mentally challenged weird type. I talk to myself a lot and I think that is normal, I get mood swings all the time but I try not to show it, I love the smell of lavender I even ate a lavender flavored ice cream once.
I like to think that I'm from royal descendants and sometimes, I think I have the powers of the Greek Gods.
Can't wait to die because I want to know what happens after death and I believe that someone is controlling my every single move and every single word.
I don't have any favourite colours or food for that matter, I'll eat anything except for eggplants, they look disgusting.
I don't like listening to people telling me what I should do and what I should become because that is just sad. It just shows that I have no control over my life and I need someone from the outside to tell me what's right. People might say that "it might help!" but sometimes it's just freaking annoying.
Girls who talk too loud purposely are just pathetic, guys who plays with people's feelings are bastards and people who like to judge based on first impressions should get themselves a full length mirror that reflects the user's sadness in life.
I believe that Harry Potter and Twilight should not be compared against each other as they portray very different stories, but if given the choice, I would still choose Harry Potter.
I like to think that I am beautiful in my own way because there's no one like me, when, in fact, it's the only spirit that keeps me smiling all day long.
Not a big fan of affectionate display towards parents because that is just awkward.
I want to be British so badly.

I have just gave away part of my character and personality. Man, I should not stay up this late. If you did manage to read until here, well then, congrats, you just got to know me a little better : )