And it ends with a smile.

So it's all over, that shit-filled examination which contained more bitching surprises than the most creative of all could ever dream of; that nature-killing piece of trash that eradicated millions of innocent trees just for a handful of dumbass questions; that pile of crap that caused sleep deprivation to all of us.

Well, Biology kinda sucked, Chinese was (a lot) better than I thought, and the rest, well, meh.

And umm, what was I planning to do again?

I've thought of continuing to write my story, but I already used up most of the ideas in my Chinese essay (I pity the examiner). I've thought of playing video games, but I've reformatted my computer. I've thought of downloading ten thousand iPhone games, and well, I did actually that (not exactly). How lifeless of me.

Speaking of my Chinese essay, I wonder why is my mind so corrupted at times. At least one people will die in every one of my stories, two in my SPM English essay. Some people call that creativity, but well, it means that I can't actually write a story with a happy ending.

Some people said that I've changed a lot, and some said that I'm still the same person compared to five years back. Now that's kinda intriguing.

Hmm. Prom's coming up in 5 days, this is interesting. I wonder how it'll go, and how it's like seeing everyone in tuxedos and dresses. And do we actually dance in prom? I mean, I know they do it in America, but well, not many actually know how to dance here.

And I wonder how do over 200 people squeeze into that tiny spinning thingy on the top of KL tower. I mean, that thingy ain't even that big.

Definitely starting my driving lessons sometime between prom night and Hong Kong trip. Meh, I wish that Malaysia has a more complete LRT/MRT system, then I don't really need to drive much.

Hong Kong trip with friends on the 18th, and I'm honestly very anticipated about it. Venturing into the depths of another country with a bunch of jokers is so gonna end up with us getting lost at every corner. We might actually spend half a day just asking for directions, but oh well. I'm confident it's gonna be totally awesome.

Class trip on the 27th, and wow, it's already been more than a year since our last class trip? That's... fast. We're so gonna rock in Melaka, and hopefully we won't embarrass ourselves too much in front of tourists, or locals, or animals.

So, January intake or March intake? I don't even know which college should I attend, whether Taylor's or Sunway or whatsoever. And well, A-levels or CPU/CIMP or SAM or ADP? Gah, the year's ending already.

If I'm going for March intake, it means that I have to take on a part time job. Damn, I don't know where the hell should I work.

Oh, and Epik High is an awesome Korean boy group; their performance on MAMA (some awards thingy, not insulting your mother) was totally magnificent.

Alright, done with all the crap. So high school life's finally over (here we go again).

I think I've said that over ten times in separate posts, and I myself am getting bored of repeating that shit.

So I'll just shorten all those emo talk.

High school life is flooded with ups and downs, pleasure and misery, joy and sorrow, hope and doubts, etc. For me, I've only started to appreciate this life during the beginning of 2011.

But no matter what the hell happened, this chapter is over, and for the first time, I may actually write a story with a happy ending.

And it ends with a smile.