bangla!

SO freaking CUTE.

the hunt for a hot italian man with soft brown curls begins. nyaha.

eh, anyway, aisyah's got her tan back and she's happy. :D

she has been religiously going for rowing every single freaking day and she's trying not to complain. u can help her by giving her ur support and encouragement. your kindness will be very much appreciated.

have u seen the blisters on her palms? if u havent, thank God u havent.

but she still has those freaking annoying babbbats hanging around for god knows what. they just wont budge!

i think she has to cut down on the "i-had-a-gd-day-of-training-and-i-should-treat-myself" meals. her favourite meal she always pampers herself with is burger ramly.

burger ramly is like ariel from peter pan.

both are HOT STUFF.

i like.

oh and so is the ayam penyet at lucky plaza.

no wonder the flabs are still lingering around.

anyhoo.

she had her latest camp at sarimbun with a bunch of freaking annoying p5 kids.

i hope i dont have to take primary school kids anymore.

aisyah's bangla-o-phobia's back. both bangla incidences happened at the pavement near my rowing centre. last week this bangla on a bicycle was cycling past me and he stopped and reached out his freaking filthy disgusting hands towards me and i ran away. yesterday, i think its the same bangla (God knows! they all look alike!) on a bicycle followed me into the quiet road leading into the rowing centre wiht his freaking bike for goodness sake and i quickly ran up to the reservoir. he stopped and turned away.

i wish they will just leave me alone.

:(

i dont wanna think about it.

and these days, u just cant trust anyone.

sigh.

and its only january.

inno

im a terrible friend.
Nad's birthday was on 7th january and i didnt even leave her a birthday message on the phone nor did i give her a call. my phone was down and i couldnt get her number. if you're reading this, nad, im sorry and happy belated birthday. i promise to get u something to make up for my lousiness as a friend.
sometimes, i hate myself for making empty promises. sometimes, i should just SHUT UP.
its already the 13th of jan and i havent written my new year resolutions. its bothering me badly. its not like i would actually look into it again but writing resolutions supposed to make u feel prepared and organised, setting goals and having targets, having purposes and stuff like that. but no. everytime i attempt to start on new year resolution number one, i'll fall asleep.
and im deprived of sleep.
have u seen my eye bags lately? from bowling bags to sling bags, now my eyes wanna have haversacks too. competitive yo.
after 3 weeks since i joined my dad's company, i've only attended work for 6 days. i swear they think im a big, lazy ass slacker but whenever i go to work im freaking efficient. thats why i think they want me back. hur hur.
i just came back from another camp with innotrek. 3 days 2 nights at raffles marina. and wow wow wee surprisingly raffles marina is located neither at rafffles nor marina but at tuas. weather was bad. it rained throughout the 3 days. the kids had to evacuate from their tents in the middle of the 1st night to move to the carpark to sleep. it was the first time i slept on the hard cold floor of a carpark. but 2nd night was good cuz we get to sleep in the gym where the yoga mats were soft and snuggly and my sleeping bag was so comfy and the gym temperature was almost perfect. campsite was good cuz its in a freaking country club so we get to shower in warm water, use the members toilet. haha. best. the kids were great. my class won the most improved class. (hey, my group won again.) and im so proud of them. there were the tough times and the challenges along the way like having a hearing impaired boy in my class (whom i find really cute.) but eventually, everything went fine and the experience i took home was like no other. the best thing about being a camp instructor is to see the smiles on the faces of the kids, giving u that sense of satisfaction and achievement. but the awful thing is that the bond that we built can only stay for 3 days and nomore than that. after the camp, whatever bond i have with the kids disappear as though it never existed. anyhow, i had so much fun. despite the lack of sleep, the stress we had to go thru and everything else. thus, the eye bags. no, eye haversacks.
sometimes i love myself for being able to do this kind of stuff. haha.
but i still hate myself for being so fickle, lazy and weak. and im supposed to row but camps have been making me sick. and awfully exhausted. i wanna row and get back into shape. get a nice tan and gain back my muscles. i miss being fit. i miss being strong. sad thing is: i miss being called buff. now im being called fat. fat is like the ultimate. fat is like sad. fat is.. aiya. donno what im saying.
thats why i guess right now to me the new year resolution i owe myself is very important cuz i really need to prioritize everything i do. and i need to make up my mind and get my ass working.
Happy Birthday to everyone who's celebrating their birthdays on Jan.
love, Aisyah :)

camphO!

there was a time when people say that aisyah couldnt find a job cuz she's such a lazy asshole and all she thinks about is rowing/ but she did.

AISYAH IS OFFICIALLY EMPLOYED.

first achievement of the year. clap, please. gimme a pat on my back. extend your warm congrats wishes to me. aisyah's all grown up now.

working

school uniforms office clothes

classmates (so much) older colleagues

students concession stupid-&-freaking-expensive adults fare.

recess with friends lunch alone

please, stop the clocks.

im not ready yet.

smilie: sad face. very, very sad face. no wrinkles, please.

its a war out there. from the moment u step out of the house. the key to survive is to acquire the relevant skills and have good preparation, which comes with experience. like they say,

"failing to prepare is preparing to fail."

arm yourself with combat stilletos, stick-on-and-please-dont-fall-off earphones, lifelong batteries, books to keep u awake, soduku, etc. there may be times when the train is so bloody packed u cant even move your head. been there, done that. and please morning people, go shower when u wake up or apply some deodrant, at least. please do us a favour. but not everyone is considerate. so be mentally prepared.

work is to sit in front of the monitor for 8 hours.

lunch is to tapau food back to the pantry. save money on the drinks.

after lunch is to eat as many sweets and drink coffee as much as possible to stay awake.

after 6 is to face another packed train affair. usually comes with seats. sit and sleep.

this is the life aisyah never wanted. the type of work aisyah will never do.

im gonna quit soon. just hold on a little longer, get that pay cheque and leave.

why do things u never liked?

but just to get my handphone line back, i must do it.

sometimes, i find brothers useless and a waste of space.

i wonder what they find in me.

then aisyah can work as a camp instructor.

the orientation camp at pei hwa was great. sengkang is like another world of their own. and i had no idea we could walk to jalan kayu from layar lrt station. i had no idea layar lrt staion existed. campfire was superb. the people were great. i had lots of fun. yay :)

my sore throat's getting worse.

bought a cake for my mum's bday yest. had a picture of me and her on the cake. it was pretty and chocolatey. and fattening. then we went shopping at vivo. she ended up buying herself an expensive scholl shoe and said that i shouldn spend so much. i dint buy anything.

uhh.

we ate at figs and olive.

then there's rowing. there'll always be.

i ran 5km for the mengarut rowing selection test. had cramps and a stupid and annoying sore throat choking me to death. finished in 31 minutes. lost my ability to run and actually enjoy it. losing the love to run. feels like losing a loved one.

rowing training officially starts on wednesday.

next camp begins on the same day.

he said i should do what i love the most,

but that is to be with him.

again, i shall emphasize: i hate the adults fare.

and i hate growing up.

its already the 7th. and i havent written my new year resolution.