Back from Not-too-strict National Exam

[Warning : WALL OF TEXT (and emoticons a bit lol)]

And here I am, back from National Exam which I ever afraid for. Apparently I got a 'special' moment today when I was on my way to school. There was a part of the main road that got flooded because of yesterday's hard rain (and my bedroom's ceiling became wet also because of it and the water drop from the ceiling fell right on my bed ). However, it was so crowded in front of me and I thought that maybe I should just turn over and crossed over to another passage, although it took me for extra 15 minutes to arrive at school. So basically I left from home at 6.15 a.m. and arrived at 7.00 a.m. (from home to school should just took 30 minutes and on the time I arrived at school, the bell almost rang!). Now that's a relief.

Why do I give the title 'Not-too-strict' before putting 'National Exam' there? Here are the several reasons :
Some certain supervisors weren't really keeping their eyes on us as the National Exam participants. Instead, they just talked to each other or did everything else which were not related to 'eye-contact' against the students in my class - including me.
My friends still showed off on making cheats, because of the supervisors' unimplemented rules and lack of one way 'eye-contact'.

So my friends who did cheating (especially males in my class, no offence) perhaps had already lost their confidence in their own selves. Just dunno how should I expressed that, between funny seeing how hard my friends passed a little paper of answer keys to another ones (which made me wonder how did they get that, not sure if those were the real keys or not though ) or frightening because they could be caught up by those supervisors anytime.

Apart from this final day of National Exam, I want to point out about an animation I watched after I had arrived from school www.youtube.com/watch?v=do6RDS…
I cried so much from the middle of the animation until it really ended (although thankfully this time I got the subtitle version there, so I could understand it even further - of course in Indonesian lol).

A few minutes ago, I just watched it once more and it tore me apart again from the inside, crying on nothing. Dear God, why?
According to me, it would teach everyone about the power of wishing and never stop dreaming. Plus, we should be thankful of everything we have, doesn't matter how 'small' the thing is and how we hate it so much. After all, if you thanked enough for everything I'm pretty sure that every part of your life would be complete, and you would seek nothing to be complained.

In addition, currently doing another background art for my stickgirl. From this picture, she's second from left : greenmustika321.deviantart.com…
Gotta finish it before my inactivity again (at making drawings) due to my school's vacation trip to Jogjakarta this Sunday. But don't worry, I'll always try to answer and give comments on a phone if I have time for it.

Okay then I think that's enough from me. Cheers!
(Wow, it's 1.33 a.m. here at 19^th. Need to rest.)