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oooh. last week was fun. i turned 18. i ate non-stop cuz i think i deserved a break from my dieting. i gained 3kg, i swear. i only went for training once last week. i skipped training on sunday to clean up my room which now looks exactly the same but with much less dust mites floating around. i threw away the moulding taufik poster on my wall and replace it with the frame amaria gave me. i spent 10hrs cleaning up my room. which is not more than 3m by 3m in length.

wait there's more!

i ate pizza hut with nad, elly and heen on the evening of my birthday. i havent eaten pizza hut for ages. then they surprised me with a birthday cake. and they sang for me a birthday song. i had candles. i was so happy! i was touched. we went to take some lovegety. is that wat they still call it? it has been like decades since i took neoprints. and i swear, we are still terrible in taking neoprints. we were screaming and shouting behind the curtains. i couldnt stop laughing. it has been centuries since i laughed so hard! i had so much fun, i tell u. sigh. i wanna be in bp again.

on friday, i went shopping with my brother. its so rare to go shopping with your elder brother. but it was fun. i met him at the old rp gym where he's working. he made me take this body fat test. and i found out that my fat makes up 11kg of my total body weight which is about 17% and that the noraml fat range is 18-25% and im actually UNDERFAT. im happy. then we went to queensway cuz he wanted to buy for me a shoe for my birthday. which is rare cuz he usually doesnt bother. we spent almost 3hrs there and little miss fussy and freaking fickle (ooh, alliteration!) couldnt decide which shoe she wants. so he said that i should check out the puma shoes at taka which was cheap and nice. so we went to taka and i saw the shoe and turned to my brother and said, "you have bad taste, bro!" i shook my head and we went home, with nothing. but he gave me money to go buy whichever shoe i wanted. yayness.

on saturday, i went for training. then i had weights training. there was this photographer who incessantly took pictures of me while i was carrying weights. he's working for some sports mag. it was freaking embarrassing. i dont mind if he takes shots of me rowing but no, it had to be weight lifting. thanks. after training, i met my ex-netball coach at paya lebar. we went to the european association to have lunch. i had mexican fajitas and salad and some damn yummy grilled ribs. it costs a bomb but lunch was on her, babeh! i had the yummiest cauliflower soup on earth. and we chatted for like hours! it was really fun. she rocks. and i found out that the president didnt live in the istana! instead, his house was right in front of the association and there was a guard in front of his house! so cool! my brother said im a blonde.

after lunch, i went to kallang to watch the syf band display. i met so many people. i did the bp cheer. i met hazi. and miss tay. and everyone else la. made me wanna go back to bp. really. sigh. bp got gold. tk got honours. everyone was good. im happy. then we took the bus back to bp with ms.lee's class. me and hazi ate at lot1. then i went home feeling fat, but happy.

sunday was my random once in a lifetime10hrs spring cleaning.

and i found that that traing camp is gonna start soon.

and i've gained weight.

and coach is gonna kill me.

all good things come to an end, dont they?

20apr

booyah!
aisyah's 18 today. yippie yai yey.

something eggciting i must tell you. eggggciting! (there's this truck i saw that day which transports eggs (conspicuously) and there was 'eggciting' written all over it and i tot it was really silly and retarded. but anyway, thats not the eggciting part.) exciting 18th birthday i had today! aisyah's so happy. im so happy i feel like dancing right now!! 18 = i can donate my blood without having to ask my mommy to sign a consent form. yay. i wanna save lives. i wanna be a good citizen. i wanna make a difference. im so proud of myself, man. *pats my back* 18 = i can take my driving license, i can go clubbing legally, drink, smoke, marry, watch m18 movies and yea. whats so exciting about 18? i dont know. *shrugs* wat else can i do that 17 year olds and below cant? tell me!! tell me!! so at least there's something to be really happy about.

i swear im gonna eat like a pig these few days, gain weight, grow fat and die! plus, im not training until saturday!! oh no!! i lost 2kg last week and i was freaking happy about it. its not easy to lose 2 freaking kg ok. a combination of sweat and tears, commitment, discipline, determination and perseverance is needed. wah. *shakes head* im proud of you, aisyah. *pats on my back* then last sunday i went to goodwood park hotel for a birthday party (for a 6 year old, mind u.) yes. a 6 yr old having a party in a hotel. rich bastard. and there was laksa, siew mai, kueh paitee, roti jala, chicken curry, buttered sausage rolls, blueberry crumble, mango drink with yummy pomelo stuff, and all sorts of finger foods la. we were there for 3 hours at least! and our table was right next to the food stand. the rest u think for yourself ok. (think: hotel food and hungry girl who just finished training.) argh! my one week of losing 2kg effort gone in 3 hours. *&^%$#@! this dieting plan is kiiling me. argh! losing weight is hard work, gaining weight is heart pain. wah. can be my life motto ah. not bad. not bad.

how can i not grow fat u tell me. the weather's been getting on my nerves and birthdays equals to eat all you can while you can! how?

talking about rain, i officially hate rain i swear. esp when it rains in the evenings. when will it ever not rain? the more it rains, the fatter i get. rain= no running= gain weight= fat= cry= worry= rain again=no running again=... its the viscous cycle of growing fat i tell you! i cant take it anymore! stop raining for goodness sake! i wanna run!! running in the stadium on certain periods of the day makes your eyes squeaky clean. washing eyes is a girl's favourite pasttime, babeh! and i can legally do it since im single! lol. but im not one of those cheerleading minahs who goes to the stadium solely to wash eyes, mind you. washing eyes is my last priority when i have a running program to complete. (wah semangat PIG (kebabian)) eye washing activity forms some sort of foreign motivation. helps a lot, trust me. :) but some soccer guys are hott stuff i tell you! thats why i swear i hate rainy evenings. rain=no run=no eye washing + grow fat. ergh.

oh. and talking about hot dudes, that day, (cant remember which day exactly) but yea, that day i was feeling like a piece of shit left on the side of a pavement being stepped on by man, wiped off by tissue paper and thrown in the rubbish bin. (aka shitty mitty feeling) ahh yes. that day i was feeling shitty (for dont know what reasons), i was at causeway point after school cuz i had some errands to run. i had a bad day...im taking one down. i sing a sad song just turning around...ok, moving on. that was when i saw him. he was tall, dark and ultra hot, i say!! megawati suupertera ultraman hott! ok. not really but, anyways, i had a bad day u see, so yea. emphatize with me, please. he was with his mummy. he was right in front of me. he looked at me and kept on looking and then he smiled. i SWEAR he made my heart jumped and like...alah donno lah. feeling funny and all. like tingle mingle. i smiled back. he looked freakin familiar. like i knew him at the edge of my fingertips but i just cant get around to figure out who the freaking hell is he. but WHOA, i say. he made me grinned from that second onwards until i reached home. then he walked past me and i turned around to look at him and he turned back too!! (like romantic love story... like love at first sight gitu, you!!) he made my day, man. my day was complete. maybe it was the bad day making me see things. maybe it wasnt. maybe i know him. maybe i dont. oh so drama-mama la. like hindustani turning into reality. (oh coincidence! he's an indian! oh, and please dont start that "whats with u and indian guys?" comments. i know u're thinking about it.) anyway, the point is, he freaking made my day. thats all that matters when u're having a bad day. is it? i guess.

he makes me wanna sing that retarded song that goes something like,

"who is he? who is he? who is that beautiful guy..."

sigh.

...

ahh. i'll post the picts and tell u about my exciting day some other time. some people are just cruel and heartless. they can spoil the best days of your life just by existing.

i think my boobs are insignificant but i dont plan to commit suicide. silly boy. prolly he dint know there was such a thing as a penis enlargement treatment.

big fat f

april's here. 14 more days to being able to legally able to watch m18 movies. 4 more months to prelims. 7 more months to a levels. 8 more months to freedom. sigh. and next year, i'll prollyget my first job ever. get my own income. spend with my own money. exciting, i say. i can hardly wait. guys will get their head shaved. they'll have to strip naked in front of doctors for their medical check up (dont ask me how i know). suffer for a year or two in camp. build muscles. lose weight. i'll be in a univrsity i guess. taking business or accountings or sprots management or whateva shit they have. im still unsure about what i wanna do. hopeless, aisyah. *shakes head* rowing? ahh yes. 3 more months to asian junior rowing championships. equivalent to 3 more months to lose 4kg. i lost 1 kg in 3 months. hooray. hopeless, i tell you.
terms was terok giler nak mampos. from a D E O for promos i got A B F. ahh. A for maths B for geog *applause* i missed an A for geog by about 2 marks. but im happy with maths and geog. im so proud of myself. and F for, what else if not, econs. and i cant blame it on not having time cuz i had all the time in the world to study. furthermore, i only have to commit to one sport now. my mcq was ok but the drq was so bad i almost went blind looking at the paper. sigh. shitty mitties of life. failure is a stepping stone to succes i guess. i hope aisyah will learn her lesson and pull up her socks!! no wonder im stupid. i dont wear long socks. i need to get a pair. now.
this means if it was promos, i couldn't have been promoted to jc2. which is damn sad. very sad. blardy sad!! this is the first time in my entire life i failed in an exam! there's gonna be a big fat ugly red F in my result slip. shit. i feel stupid. i want to be clever again. sigh. i miss being clever.
this also means that my mom has to attend the paernt-teacher dialouge session this saturday. it is especially for those students who dint make it, like me. its such a waste cuz my passes are damn good. hello A and B? and F? alah. there's a first time for everything la. my parents have never been called down to talk about my failing grades ever so this will be a new experience. i cant wait. yay. (-_-) *sniff*
yesterday i was bloody depressed about grades and all i couldnt row properly and my boat moved like crap. coach gave up on me halfway. sometimes, u just know what your coach is thinking u know. sigh. i almost gave up but i'll never give up. aisyah yakin aisyah boleh! malaysia boleh! boleh!!!!
yadayada.
oh sani hussein's gonna direct the upcoming malay drama production. i think he's uber cool. cant wait.
and i watched gie from start to end not bcuz the movie was fabulous. it wasnt. i watched bcuz nicholas saputra is damn cute. he's so cute i almost wanted to grab him out of the tv screen and marry him. haha. sigh.
anyways, i ate dinner with liyana, rinus and kangwei at this jap restaurant at level one last thursday. the food rocks, i tell u. worth my $10. im happy. after that i ate fried mars bars and i swear, for the next few days i cut down on all my food intake by half. i had fun. really, i did. im happy. and i miss liyana already. :)
yesterday i met hazi and we walked around causeway point for a while. then it struck me. i havent done this for a long long, ver very uber long time: walking around shopping malls after school. oh my shit. then it struck to me again that: i dont have a life. im sad! im sad! but i ate chocolate yogurt icecream which costs $2.85. it was kinda nice. and its 97% fat free. im happy. so sad+happy=equilibrium state. :) i miss hazi too.
sigh. i miss loads of people. i wanna meet everyone! can i can i???
and oh. im sad cuz last week i went to thread my eyebrows and i look almost eyebrow-less. the saddest part is not bcuz i look eyebrow-less, its bcuz i threaded it like days ago and only yesterday did many people, including my classmates whom i see everyday and family members who live under the same roof as me realised that my eyebrows look different. thanks, guys. u rock.