Attention, distraction!

It's my 3rd post of the day. It's like I got nothing better to do, but yeah, I don't. I'm a scrambled puzzle. Beyond definition. I got no idea why I'm writing nor telling something not important. But I got some words why I'm being so lame.

1. PMS a.k.a Premenstrual Syndrome. Girls and women usually hate this. We're transforming into somebody we don't know, being extremely moody, and it's like we're cursed or whatever. This caused some sort of nausea. And if we got boyfriends, they'd be pretty annoyed. And nothing could please us. Every thing's ugly. And we barely feel nothing, but then we got angry.
2. Final examination week. There's nothing tougher than this. This got the biggest impact of me. I got pretty fucked up, my school's been something that I hate the most, and I'm pretty sure I'll suck on tomorrow's examination. Tomorrow's geography and PE. Dude why must PE included? And the materials for geography is like effing much I think it's going to be an epic failure of mine. And I'm scared of not passing year 10. That scares the hell out of me.
3. ?!@#@#$%$&*^&%#$!*. Actually, you guys can read that through my 2 previous posts, you should be thinking of this thing. It's pretty rough, and I'm pretty sensitive. And SCORE! I got worried too much, dang it hurts. Something tells me I really want this right here, but on the other side, I'm sure I could get so many problems by saying "Yes" on the first move. I really like it when it comes to best friends, but this seems like something different. AH DUDE. HELP.
4. Laptop & Internet. Yes, the smell of the web. Though you cannot smell it, but when you look on the available and good looking laptop, you'll probably say.. "This won't take long. It's just another peek, another tweet." And I can guarantee you'll be on the line all day, staring to your laptop or computer screen. Tweeting things via twitter saying this whole twitter thing obstruct your concentration. Dude you're not even trying! Or as I'll say, I'm not even trying.

And by Monday the final exam week is going to end. Mom's not paying much attention to me when it comes to the last days of examination, and I got more and more... freedom. Please. I want to pass grade 10 splendidly :'( God help me get through this please.