Story. For you and me

Bismillah..

Well, I'm not quite sure what to write actually. A lot is running around like happy child, jumping and making noises in my head right now.. My neurones however seems to fail to connect with each other and keep on delaying the contacts making me quite clueless of what the heck are the things that are going on in my head. But one thing for sure, it will be the end of 2012 tomorrow and apparently the Mayans forecast about the end of the world had not came true and I have to face the fact that i'm going to start a new year with a new age with a new attitude. Like..where have all the times fly?

OK to be frank, 2012 is a year that I want to forget about the most. This year all the things are mostly the bitter stuffs. A year full of tragedy and..heartbreak. mental breakdown, emotionally retarded and disturbed. All of that. Yeah, maybe SPM is one of the reason. My really sucks result, the unexpected bicycle incident, where I got some stitches on my right hand just a week before SPM and thus putting me in the disabled people list during the real SPM. Something that I have never even dreamed of. The year where I cried over a boy, during the schooldays, first time in my life. Something that I think I will never do. The year I have my dignity and ego stepped by a boy and I don't really being mad about it because I was foolishly blinded by some stupid love. The year I denied my own desire and thus, sent me stumbled upon the line, unable to balance myself. The year I lost my best friend because obviously she found people who suited her more. The year where I thought so low of my own self that I barely even have any self confidence. The year I found out that I have a teacher who I have some problem with. The year that I hate myself the most. 2012, the year the Mayans said the world is going to end, but it seems like not the end of the world, it's just the end of my happy moments. The end of a carefree life I've always have. Enough being said, i just hate 2012 a lot. for a lot of reasons. However..only the ungrateful ones will see all the darkness in the horizon. though i said all the bad things..the equally good things came along to make my story a little bit splash of colors :)

In 2012, at least even I have the worst add math in school, yet, still, I improve and I have the most dedicated and loving teacher of all time to teach me: Teacher Dibah. Apparently, we are very close too. I feel like I have a second Umi in school. The real second Umi. 2012 taught me that i have friends who care a lot about me. All of the Euphorians concern about each other, apparently. Though that I was annoyed when they kept on bugging me about my hand that obviously was handicapped, they kept on asking about it, care in other word.  I love them for the reasons. All of them cared to help when they saw me, though I never asked for their help. I got a lot of sweet memories in school at least. Though it hurt me, I learnt to love, and I know something about it. I went through SPM in a way unimaginable, but quite peaceful. yeah, 2012 was cool too.

All that I know, I will really forget all the bad things of 2012 and start my 2013 with a great attitude and determination. In fact, for a start, I wanna try to make some money this year. That will rock :D

Let's all have some sweet and bitter chapter in this always bittersweet life guys. May Allah bless. Gonna halt for now. Bye ! ^^