Sunday Morning

First time trying to make oreo red velvet cake at Ine's house. Kinda messy,but it taste better! :)

Fourth Try Out.

Lets start this happy or maybe unhappy post with good news and bad news. Good news are,i've done my Ujian Nasional alhamdulillah. And the bad one i dont feeling like i'm doing Ujian Nasional. Yes. While everyone is stressed out and depressed thinking about theirselves i'm just here relax and feeling like oh well i dont have to be that complicated and having that terrible faces cause i'm just doing fourth try out.

But the fact is, there is not fourth try out that my city held. It is only three times.

Yes,once again, i dont feeling like i'm doing Ujian Nasional. I'm just slow and relax. Too slow and relax. I already told my mom what is going on with me but my mom just says that even good cause you can control your emotions for not stressed out cause that could makes you blank while you answer the quetions. I dont know, maybe she is just trying to entertain me cause i'm feeling like unormal with this slow-relax things. But i keep study,of course.

And now, i will tell you the impacts,i think ._. Starts with monday,Bahasa Indonesia does not really cheer me up. Well-people-said that Bahasa Indonesia is kind of subjects that seems easy but if you're not reading the text for a million times and not careful enough,you die. Well i prove that, it almost always happened to me. When i answer all of the questions as well its not makes me down after my friends ask me which package i've got and ask what is my answer for some numbers. This is might sounds usual but once my answer and my friend's are different, that was really sucks! for a God sake that is much hurts me. I dont know, heared my friends's answer was different with mine just makes me unconfident and wondering how much my mistakes would be.

English does more bad. Such a nightmare! It is more hard than i expected. Ever.I confidently feel that i could do better and English was my golden chance to get a highest point but it dissapeared for a second. I crying along my way to home realize that i cant get my 10,00 score for english. I feel like it slowly burns my Mitreka Satata dreams and just a second my random thought came back over my mind.

Math. For the first time i feel like math seems like Bahasa Indonesia. I count the questions as usual and find the answers just like the option but i keep wondering until now whether my answers are true or not. And back to that craps different answers with my friends again. Oh God i think i shouldn't answer what my friends been asking or it'll be just makes me dissapointed cause i feeling like with a different answers with my friends means that i've mistakes.

Science. Go to hell. its not slowly burns like English does but its ALREADY grabbed my Mitreka Satata's chance via Online. Hopeless. Crying doesnt solved my dissapointment nor change my answers into better tho.

And waiting for the result is the thing that i hate the most. Everyone hates waiting, do you?
Oh yes, of course i'm not forget to mention that this is not Ujian Nasional that creep me out and always be my nightmare. It is just,another try out. The last try out before Ujian Nasional.

What is the date for Ujian Nasional actually?

H-1.

I'm still creating some sets on polyvore when my alarm is ringing. I'm typing here after trying to wear my facial mask as neat as posible but the result is just big far from neat. I'm looking up my acer's old screen laptop while waiting for my warm water and listening to she & him.

My mask is dry already and my warm water is ready to wash my face. Brand New Shoes by she&him is playing while i almost finish this post.

H-1. Ujian Nasional, you're not even a ghost that i've to scare for. But please, kindly give me back my fresh brain that never think some random thoughts again.

Wish me luck.

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