Little things makes me happy
It's the thought that counts
Even if you don't show it
But i know you are always there and viewing me
On my blog or profile in facebook, friendster, tagged or whatever.
Suddenly i feel very jiwang
Any idea why?
Hmm
I'm supposed to be angry at my own bloody stoopidity right now.

Left my thumbdrive in the school library
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Private and confidential things inside
Double
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Hope the teacher librarians have it.
Can't bear it if people unravel my secrets there.
In the first place why did i ever mix school stuffs and personal stuffs in that bloody thumbdrive???
I hate myself.
For being forgetful.

Anyways, my point is, i keep track of my viewing rate.
It's a wonder how i have so many views.
At least to me.
But do these people know me?
Why you all keep viewing my blog ah?
What's so fun about my blog? Argh.
And i'm still devastated over the - hopefully temporary - lost of my thumbdrive.
DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB

Feel so empty without my thumbdrive
I WILL NEVER EVER FORGIVE MYSELF IF I LOSE MY THUMBDRIVE.
MY LIFE AND HEARTBEAT IS INSIDE.

Anyway, my prelim results.
I decided to smile above the occasion. Huh?

GP U
History S
Malay D
Maths U
Chemistry U

U and S is fail in case you don't know, friends. In the JC system the grades are like these: A, B, C, D, E, S and U. S is sub-pass but still considered fail - what a dumb term. U is ungraded just like PSLE *winks*. A is ace. B is brilliant. C is clever. D is dumb bell. E is extraordinary. And i got dumb bell, sub-pass, and ungraded. :)

Ergh. What's wrong with me.
Well, i just need to keep the X-factor up. Stop demoralising myself like in the previous paragraph. And believe that

"When you're down to Nothing, God is always up to Something."

There are always better things at the end of the road.
But we can't just rely on our fate.
We can make things change and make our fate change for the better.

Try.

That's all that matters.
Everybody is always around to help.
It's your problem, Hamie. Bloody egocentric.
Somehow i feel good cursing myself.
Where the hell did i learn it from? Gonna kill the source.
I just felt that no matter how much i like cursing myself, i believe that it would leave a psychological effect on myself. Am i not true? I may not realise it cause i like it. And therefore, that might be the bulk of my failure. Calling myself stoopid everytime. Am i not right, world? Just think about it? It could be right.
I AM A BLOODY HELL OF A HARD CORE LOSER. I like. :)

The Sky is the Limit.
Everyone has potential... It is an infinite resource that cannot be exhausted, but can be lost in the clouds of fear and complacency. It may take courage to embrace the possibilities of your own potential, but once you have flown past the summit of your fears, Nothing will seem Impossible.

GO FOR IT HAMIMAH!

Woops! One more thing.
I know this is kind of late.
But it's the thought that counts.
Just like you people viewing my blog and not tagging which i don't give a damn about.
But you know i do. NO I DON'T!
Anyways, Teachers' Day tribute.
To my History teacher:
I think she's the nicest teacher ever in my JC life. Though i keep on failing the subject and stuffs, she never stops to tell us to consult and even at this time, when it's like the end, she's so calm. And as i was reading the History notes uploaded in the school portal, i could just hear her voice talking calmly and cheerfully and matter-of-factly in my ears. Cuz as far i know, i can feel that she is not that eager to come for my H1 class tutorials. But that's just my opinion. I don't know how to explain it but maybe i could have been better if i had been more proactive. She's a good teacher and one that i could say motivating. I just hope i could ace History in the 'A' levels as well as other subjects too just so that i could convince her and people that there is hope in me and that i can do it. And that i am still Hamimah. The girl who never gives up and never let anybody down.

Cheers,
HaMie!

P.S. I skipped my asthmatic appointment just now, as in yesterday. Too lazy to get my butt to the polyclinic. Haiz.. notti notti. Haha.
P.P.S. And damn, i haven't revised anything yesterday. Bloody id - stoppit.