hello.
my mum said i look too skinny these days because of my weight loss. in fact did u know i lost 20cm of fats from my recent skin fold test? and most, if not all, of my pants and bottom are so loose i need a belt to hold them up. so i found a great excuse to buy new pants and mum said okay and i got one white pants on sale at giordano and i can buy 2 sizes smaller now. haha. its pretty exciting but what mum said is true, i look abit too skinny than normal, u can actually see my jawbone and ribcage now. haha. but i still have another freaking annoying kg to go. just one more and i can go japan and they're right, the last kg is always the most difficult to shed.no matter how much i row or run or how little i eat or not eat at all, its so susah nak mampos to lose that freaking one kg. im pissed, definitely. cuz ive put in so much effort in attempting to lose that kg and to see that the weighing scale doesnt show u what u want. and this losing weight shit is scaring me. its like taking over my life.
sacrifices, they say.
oh well,
we played soccer last weekend at the diva la futbol tournament at fico sports hub. the place is as ulu as my training centre. haha. i named the team Anything Can cuz it was a super last minute hurry hurry no brainer thing but it sounded pretty good, dont ya think? anyway, check us out. we rock okay, best team in the whole world.

Anything Can 2007.

Anything Can with a can of Anything.

adlin

winghan

syafiqah

makcik liyana

tetiey

me :)

okay tell me who makes the best ad for Anything. come on.

captain tengah stress.

soccer minahs or what!

thats us with the golie (Van) whom we think is kinda handsome. heh :P

i mean seriously. isnt she?

posing with our new tees. oh we look clean and fresh cuz this was after the whole thingy.

yup we were top in our group in the first round. undefeated okay.

told ya we're good :D

this was an easy win at our first knock out round.

but then we lost at the 2nd knock out round. :(

so we were in the Top 16 out of 64 teams which is really not bad at all considering that we hardly trained. never trained together as a team before, to be exact! superb. saper captain? haha.

and so we left.

before that, we made friends with the FAS referees.

and this is the referee whom we thought almost gave me a red card.

i swear he hates me.

we dint go home empty handed though, especially not me. we each received a goodie pack with alot of stuff inside lah and these mushroom jelly drinks, grape flavoured. i know it sounds so gross. the girls hated it and i kinda like it so they gave them to me. look at my collection. haha.

yummy!

so yup. we had LOADS of fun. and we saw loads of butches and bungs. and we realised, there's a lesbian in every one of us. hahaha.

on our last match, i got tackled and i fell and the best thing in the world is that i landed on my left knee which isnt fully recovered yet from the cycling accident. so there's a bruise and a small cut on my poor knee. and i have bruises on my right shin despite the shin guards. best.

but still, as stubborn as i always am, i still went for a run that evening. and almost died during training the next day.

anyway, check out these so-called ads i created. sorry, i was bored. turned out pretty cool, dont u think? muahahahaha.

semangat please.
bye. :)

pigging out!

i fell in love with this tee the moment i saw it and i knew i had to buy it. but i was super broke so shaik bought it for me. :)

and he bought for himself a pair of brown sleese shoes. its the first time he bought himself a pair of shoes thats not gortex, new balance or brooks. he's so happy. nyaha.

i hate the great singapore sale cuz im broke. like seriously broke.

ergh. i wanna work but i was thinking if i work then im gonna travel alot soon i guess for overseas trainings and competitions then i have to apply for leave frequently and i might get fired and that would suck so i dont know if its a good idea to work!

and this losing wt shit is making me crazy. losing weight is like sitting for an econs exam- freaking stressful nak mampos, irritating and difficult. ergh. im so pissed cuz coach is bugging me like crazy to lose weight cuz if i cant lose weight in time i wont be able to go japan. who doesnt wanna go japan for free? i know he's being concerned but it has reached that point where its becoming excessively annoying. gonna prove him wrong, man. gotta do it.
but how to?
if i got friends like hazi and azza who treated me to max brenner?
yes, exactly. i must be crazy for not turning down their offer but the idea of visiting a chocolate bar is just so tempting. how could i say no?

so we got ourselves a set of small fondue and i got the suckao and hazi got the lick. suckao and lick sounds so wrong but they certainly dont taste wrong at all. haha. mengarut. the fondue was good. look!

there's 3 kinds of chocs ah. the dark, milk and white. azza loved the dark, hazi loved the milk and i love love love the white chocolate. good thing we favour different types of chocs. so we got more for ourselves of our fave! haha. the fondue comes with some bananas, strawberries and banana bread pieces. its so sedap giler nak mampos i had the intention to lick the plates clean but of cuz i didnt.

hazi recommended me the freaking $7 suckao. its damn cool. u gotta melt the chocolate platelets urself in the suckao cup and add the milk to ur own pref. and u stir the mixture with a metallic straw-spoon which was damn cool lah. haha. then when i sipped the warm melted chocolate from the cup itself there was this tingling feeling down my throat and the sensation was simply orgasmic lah pls.

chocolate makes u feel naughty. thus the suckao and the lick. nyaha.

then we took turns to blow out the fire.

we dint manage to lick the plates but we did a good job at cleaning them.

i love hazi and azza for treating me to the most fattening dinner. thus the following day, i forced myself to run for at least an hour.

haha. random pic. cuz we simply love the ppg. :)

then there was another day when my family wanted to go bowling at safra yishun. but when we reached there we found out that there's a competition going on so we couldnt bowl! i was disappointed cuz i was pretty excited abt the random family outing. i suggested running together but of cuz they disagreed. haha. so we ended up eating at sakura at northpoint. i told them to try out the food court. i love the briyani and the western food rocks. but thankfully they chose to eat at sakura cuz the food there isnt so nice so i wont eat a lot. haha.

and my brothers kept on telling me i look like a minah ah. just because i was wearing skinny jeans, with a black cardigan and black flip flops. they're so annoying, pls. but the random family dinner ended up fun tho. we went grocery shopping at ntuc at civic centre and walked home together. i love my family. we should have more random outings. yay.

and another day, (God, im so lousy at dates ive lost track of time!) me, mum and syahir went to vivo for another random mother-children shopping. the sale at tangs is crazy and i almost bought some really nice skirts and pants and a pair of gorgeous Nike sandals! and furthermore mummy was there so she could pay for everything but i was so stupid i ended up rejecting her offer!! i actually thought twice and realised that mummy might wanna save some money for herself. but before i knew it she bought another handbag to add to her collection of bags i would never use! and she has a whole lot of bags i swear! im so angry with myself. haha. im a terrible daughter.

and she passed me 2 tickets to watch any movie at vivo's gold class cinema and i lost it.

DONT REMIND ME.

ergh.

oh and we ate the most expensive chicken rice in the world at the chicken rice shop at vivo! for ten bucks per person u get a plate of chicken rice, with a bowl of soup, a plate of taugehs, some chicken pieces and a plate of kueh pai tis. since i was supposedly on a diet, i ordered the braised tofu and egg. okay it wasnt that bad but it wasnt like marvellous either and certainly not worth ten bucks per person. yup.

thats the kueh pai tee which was kinda yummy and mum pointing to the chili which she apparently likes very much.

i sound like a food critic. a food critic on diet. haah.

i went to meet fahma, the nutritionist, the other day and replenished my quaker bars, powerbars and gatorade stock. haha. she told me that it was possible but not easy to cut down and maintain my wt by july but i have to be disciplined and follow a strict diet but looking at the restaurants i went to for the past few days, im starting to worry.

sigh. lets just starve, shall we? or maybe i should start fasting. ah-hah! no more liquid diets, please. id rather fast.

oh and since the national stadium's gonna close down, i thought why not i take a snapshop of the sports and medical research centre office which i dream to work at in the future. just cuz the office is sports-themed and looks like part of a stadium. i mean it is part of the stadium but its like an office. haha. whatever. i like!

beauty isnt it?

orrite then i shall wait for the rain to stop and go running.

and they once said, "u gotta train hard and it gotta hurt like hell, then u know ure doing ur best."

bored nak mampos

AISYAH IS SO FREAKING BORED NAK MAMPOS TO THE MAX OF THE ULTIMATE MAX TIMES INFINITY AND BEYOND CAN DIE WHAT SHIT SUPER LIKE HELL FISH HEAD CURRY CHICKEN NUGGET!
omg.
its a freaking saturday night and im at home sitting on my couch doing absolutely totally NOTHING. like super- NOTHING. like NOTHING as in NOTHING to do NOTHING to look forward to. NOTHING. wahhh. this is madness. crazy. ARGH.
i cant go out cuz im broke. im broke cuz im not even working. im not working cuz i have to row everyday. i try not to complain cuz its what i love to do and i wont complain cuz when i cant row, i complain that i cant row. so now that i can row all i want, i shouldnt complain. right? so just shut up and row.

...

okay, im cool.

i lost 4kg in 5 days. which is remarkable. and i deserve a celebration, a pamper myself day. so i bought weetbix. hahaha. this is so freaking pathetic.
after rowing on thursday coach made me and mimi run around the reservoir. it was about 10am and the reservoir has no freaking shade and it was so hot nak mampos we we practically dragging our feet on the hard burning gravel for 45mins. it was so hot i could feel the heat radiating through the soles of my shoes okay.
it was so hot i turned blacker. HOHO.
coach is getting a little bit annoying. okay these days. seriously. okay, ALOT annoying. he's getting so anal about this losing weight shit. i dont like it.
oh that day he loosened one of the screws on my boat cuz i complained that it was making freaking irritating creaking noises. so when i was rowing the screw kinda unscrewed itself and dropped into the water. i almost capsized, please. and he blamed me for it. wah thanks. i was so pissed that day i just walked off when he was talking to me. sorreh. dont mess wimme when im pissed. NEVER.

today i cried in the shower after training. i was thinking to myself, is all this dieting, straving, sacrifices for rowing all worth it? i mean seriously to think about it, i've made so many sacrifices for this. i dont work, im not earning, the rowing association isnt helping me even one bit financially, going to the training centre every freaking day isnt cheap, isnt near, i dont spend as much time with my friends and family cuz usually after training i'll be dead tired i have no mood to go out and hello, have i mentioned im penniless? essential evening runs, liquid diets, not eating solid food for a few days, i see coach face more often then i see my mum's, no money, no life. IS IT ALL WORTH IT.
passion, i always tell them.
but how far can i go? how far can it bring me?

emo or what.

i was feeling so down lah. and coach HAD TO come and tell me that i need to increase my number of training sessions, starting with 3 sessions on sat.

BEST.

grar. lets not talk about it.

i dont like to think. im a lazy ass.

yesterday i went to watch the match btw woodlands wellington and balestier khalsa at jalan besar stadium. it was exciting. i love the atmosphere. but i wasnt really into sleague so yea just sat there and watch. nyaha.
and i seriously dont get the cheerleaders. i cant hear a word they're cheering. and oh so surprisingly they're mostly if not all, malays.
i was sitting on the third floor everyone on the pitch looked the same. and there were no replays. i dont like. i like close ups on the players.
and theres this group of mats and minahs who came and sat near me.
i so so so dont get the striped black and red or black and white and black and purple (seriously?) shirts. its hideous. mengarut. ugly. stupid.
then they were shouting at the players, the referee, making stupid comments, jeering, walking around aimlessly, throwing paper balls at each other. the girls were stuffing wet tissues in their friend's mouths. and enjoying it when their friends shrieked in disgust. they were happily throwing things around, throwing tissue papers onto the floor below. i was like HELLO are u here to watch the match or treat this place like your home cuz if ure not watching, do u mind LEAVING cuz u guys are annoying nak mampos, getting on my nerves, blocking my view, a major eyesore. a disgrace to the community. need i say more?
i was so annoyed ah. they just make my hair stand. the way they speak, the way they dress, they way they behave, the impression of the malays they leave behind.
and they still have the face to jeer at the soccer players. give them a mirror please. they need some help to reflect on their lives. major help.
when tetiey came i immediately left that area.
there was the girls soccer clinic right after the match. it was a huge turnout but so little time. but i had fun. ended around 10 plus, took the train home all sweaty and tired. reached home at 12. and went rowing the next morning. and played soccer in the evening.

lala.

im tired. its eleven and guess what i have tmr morning?
come on, give it a guess.

this is so exciting. i bet u cant figure it out.

merlion

MY RACE IS FINALLY OVER.
i bagged 3 silver for Singapore.

yay. a silver for the tertiary race W1X, a silver for the lightweight single scull LW1X and another single for me and elsie's doubles event W2X. im happy, tho not satisfied. but okay, i guess i have to work harder to get a gold.

the irans came. so did the indons, malaysians, thailand and the vietnamese. the irans were not so friendly people. so i didnt talk to them much. there were pretty hot guys but i wasnt interested. (gasp. aisyah? not interested?) im serious! there was an influx of malaysian rowers from various universities- UNITEN, UTM, UM.

i didnt take many pictures cuz im supposed to be focusing on my races.
i dont even have a picture of my boat.
my red, sexy, hot, chili padi BBG boat.

okay pause. something just happened and im in no mood to blog.

ergh.

lets just post pictures.

team singapore!

tertiary W1X: i got 2nd. the iran girl was 1st and thai girl 3rd.

me and elsie.

W2X: we got 2nd, iranians 1st and the indons 3rd.

my malaysian sister!

malaysian mat- abang zul.

me & nurul at the hotel.

cuz i just love malaysians!

oh yes i do!! :)

singaporean, malaysian & indonesian.

brought them to mustafa centre for sightseeing on their last day in singapore. DONT ASK ME WHY MUSTAFA CNTR. it wasnt my idea. they were bored. buses were catered to send them to mustafa from 11 to 3. THEY WERE FREAKING BORED. and so was i. nic and family and the officials went to eat at sakura international buffet and i was at mustafa. elsie took the thai team to snow city and i was at mustafa. not paid. best.

im pissed.
right after the race, i started binging. like mad.
i gained 3kg.
which took hell to lose.

we had a SHREK FEAST la, pls!

after: we turned fat and green like SHREK! oh, princess fiona for me.

im also pissed.
because i have a sty in my eye and its causing my right eye to swell and it looks like a humongous eye bag and i look like i havent slept for days.

so aisyah's on a diet again. now its DO OR DIE. and i gotta lose those excess weight by early early july cuz most probably im going japan for a competition. japan sounds exciting but losing weight doesnt.

and i neeeeed a job. but i need to train. but i need those fulus. i need a life. im so not looking forward to university life.

im lousy.

grar.

gotta go run.