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exciting event #01
yay. the puteri gunung ledang musical at esplanade was exciting. the response for sure was overwhelming. the audience were dressed so glamorously i felt so bloody underdressed. i was clad in a green top i bought eons ago and a knee length white skirt like going to causeway point while the makciks and pakciks were in glam and glitter, in those RH fashion baju kurungs or hejab iran jubahs or anglia shirts and please, the rahimah rahim serkop slash sarban slash beehive slash entah apa lah ikat sini ikat sana simpul here and there twist and turn ur tudung become like turban. but oh well. it was still exciting tho. and my seats were sooo worth the cost. i was seating smack right in the middle of the foyer seats. or was it the stalls. i cant remember but it was the $60 tix. damn middle lah. haha. perfect view. splendid.
the direction, the set design, the music, the staging, the everything lah...wah best. power. kencang. haha. and the guys were hot stuff. dressed in those kebaya half thingies what they call it. haha. i mean hello if ure the guy u would say, oh tiara looks hot. haha. i dont find Stephen Rahman-Hughes as hang tuah that cute. but his voice - im sorry hady, ur lagenda was legend. AC Mizal played his role the best, i think. when he got angry and he shouted, it was scary, really scary. and not forgetting Tiara Jacquelina. she was perfect. no less than that. and her name was, (wah longer than mine): Gusti Puteri Retno Dumilah. i like.
anyway im too lazy to write about everything lah. if u missed it then too bad. but i didnt like the storyline tho. hmph. anyway, after the show i queued up for the autograph session (i know, SEMANGAT!) and i managed to get some pictures with my lousy quality VGA phone. so check them out! but who cares. exciting!! LOOK:

AC Mizal as Gusti Adipati Handaya Ningrat.
the name cannot angkat, please.

Adlin Aman Ramlie as Sultan Mahmud

Stephen Rahman-Hughes as Hang Tuah

exciting event #02

weee. and before the show i was out shopping for prom dress with heen and elly. it was exciting toooo. :D

the indon, filipino and ang moh. haha.

and this is our attempt to smile without showing our teeth. :)

exciting event #03
and yesterday i received a letter from the air force. i was sooooo excited and i expected a rejection letter but then...

look look!! open open!!

it wasnt a confirmation letter either and it turned out to be an ivitation toa seminar on the 9th which i cant freaking go cuz i'll be in kl and it seems like the whole world is going to kl. grar.

ngantuk. gotta sleeep. must run. lose wt den go find a dress. yes, i havent found a dress yet. with no money cuz im just too lazy to find a job, i regretted paying $90 for that prom night. grar. cuz it doesnt include dress cost, shoe cost, handbag cost, accesories cost, hair and make up and taxi fare. and shopping with no money is not fun, trust me. go sleep. i still have eye bags from the stupid Alevels. go away.

pictures

aisyah got bored so she decided to photoshop some pictures. nyaha. enjoy. :)

aisyah + syahir = aisyahir. collio-ho.

aisyah + shaheen = aisyaheen. forever. :)

ac perbayu laydees buka puasa together.

amaria + aisyah = amaria + aisyah. hahaha.

karate + rowing

april 20 babies. he's my twin!

nice right? haha. i loik. im gonna photoshop some more. exciting nyerr :D

after As

my favourite, please!

this vid makes me laugh whenever im feeling down. i love taufik, i swear. haha.

anyway, in case u didnt know,

THE A LEVELS ARE OVEERRRRRR!!!!!

for me, that is. muahaha. im still evil, i know.

so now im trying to get used to not mugging. seriously, its not easy, but so far, so good. im getting a hang of it. sleeping bloody early, waking up freaking late, 11 hours or even 12 hours of sleep or even more but i force myself to wake up cuz more sleep=fat, watch tv like theres no tomorrow, dvds of all the movies i missed out- hard candy, superman returns, spiderman2, i know, that bad. got addicted to PS2- germany world cup, yazuka, need for speed, GTA san andreas, street soccer with christiano ronaldo as my all time fave player (he looks so good even tho its animation, i tell you), surf the net, search for prom dress online, oogle over jovani's dresses which i will only wear when i marry the prince of brunei or something (psst: i heard he's umm...fat). hmmm...marry the prince of brunei will mean that i can marry at fullerton and go on a honeymoon at dubai. hmmm.. i'll think about it. anyone has got his contacts? and helloooo? he drives a lambourghini, please.

BURST BURST. stop dreaming can?

ya, i havent really got the time to go out shopping cuz most of my friends are still having their As (sniggers), some are in poly so they prolly have school, and syahir's away at the moment. so, its quite sad, really but i dont really mind going shopping alone but you see, im the most fickle person in the world and if i cant make up my mind i get really pissed, i'll spend impulsively or not buy the things i want cuz i need a second opinion but to me, honestly, shopping alone seems more like a release therapy and now that i made it sound good to shop alone i think im gonna get dressed once i finish typing this entry and will go shopppping alone!!!

but where do i dig all the money from? my insignificant pantat?

hmmm...

so that means that i have to get a job soon before my raya money runs out.

i went for my FIRST JOB INTERVIEW last friday at holland v. i suddenly had this interest to be a camp instructor. so me and syahir met the founder of Unleash- dont ask me why u havent heard of it. but the interview went fine. the guy was nice and the job sounds interesting u know. getting to meet new people, go on camping trips to various camping sites in singapore, but we have to learn how to eat worms, sembelih our own chicken, eat (pukes) fish, scale the fish, clean the fish...WAAAEEEK. fish is like MAT language- they make me squirm in disguist.

mat language is hilarious- eh, mantain sua. tau takper. eh member tak tunjuk respect sial. ehem. and my favourite, darah up, siol!

right. the job? ahh yes. then im also afraid of the dark, ghosts, u know, these stuffs, oh and cockroaches, flying insects and MOSQUITOES! so umm yea, many drawbacks so i dont know if i really want it. but lets just see how things go.

oh yesterday i went jalan raya with the 203 people i miss so so much!!! wah!! had loads of fun. we're crazy people i tell you. and the best was haikel's dad. he made me laughed until my jaws, face, shoulders right down to my stomach was hurting and aching. and i cried and cried cuz i laughed too much. tak boleh angkat, siol --> eh, mat language in good use! applause.

and i learnt a new word: senak. and shaheen's mum said i was "fat but its okay cuz im tall". and haikel said i needed to lose weight and it was depressing, really but oh well. i dont blame them. my kebaya felt so ketat, i ate at almost every house and it was all in the name of aidilfitri.

last sat the ac malay people went to khairul's open house and we hogged the Xbox. im bad at ghost recon, i swear. but i beat daniel at soccer den there was some cock up and the next match he beat me 1-0 but it was fun.

and im dying to playing soccer.

and netball.

and row.

ergh. must go jogging, running, shopping, find a prom dress, find a make up aritst and hairdresser, find money...

life's not easy, even when the As are over.

sigh.

and sorry im not posting pictures cuz im sooooo lazy. :P

As!!!

Nakamura

he's hottt. and so is his scratching, of course :)

my As are halfway done.
GP was like susah giler nak semampos mampos nyer. the essay was okay but the compre was like *screams* TAIK! nak mampos. mengarut. ergh. giler. bacin. ARGH.
then there was the "move one, aisyah" phase.
maths was (ehem) pretty okay. (beams) tough, i have to admit but more doable than prelims. its the only paper i feel confident about. but hey, not holding my hopes so high up in the dark grey sky, but okay, gotta have confidence. ehh, what mengarut things am i saying?
anyway, physical geog was...like that. like rocks. like water. like earth and air. i was kinda sad to end the paper cuz, i love physical geog. i love Hortonian overland flow and hydrographs and Rossby waves and ITCZ and plate tectonics and crustal plates. seriously. i do. *WHACK*
so next week, 4 papers more, 3 more days and on thursday, 16th november 2006, (take note in your calender: 16.11.06 - aisyah declares holiday for the world!!! only applies to those ppl i like. the rest of u like rude taxi drivers and scary consturction workers who thinks im an indonesian maid or srilankan rower (like hello? sri lanka?), im sorry, u guys have to work okay?) saiyidah aisyah binte mohamed rafa'ee will taste the air of freedom which she has deprived herself of for the past month or so.
i so so bloody cant wait.
chant with me, freedom! liberty! merdeka!!!! freedom! liberty! merdeka!!!
ergh. gp. the epitome of mengarutnesssss...
eh, i signed up for the air force like eons ago and they (finally) called me this morning. okay, i know what u guys are thinking. like WHAT'S AISYAH'S THINKING!? the air force is like impossibleismo! alah, just wanna try my lucky luck luck lahh. anyway the call yes, firstly i almost hung up cuz i tot the guy was calling the wrong number... swathiya? sawaidiyah? i had to ask, "is it saiyidah?" (rolls eyes) then he was asking my ht and wt and *gasps* my eyesight. oh no. i had to tell him the truth. so i said around 500 but not sure how much and he was like, "oh ok then thats all i need." then i was sad for the rest of the day. i really was.

anyway, im into scratching these days. ya, scratch my ass. kuku. scratch the table la. hahaha. okay, dont know what has got into me. yes. turntables, i mean. i think they're hott stuff.

but anyway, the mostestest important thing now is, the (life after) As. haha.

ive never felt so slack in my life before. esp not drg a major exam.

hey friends, even if i dont do well, u guys will still love me the same right?

eh, for those who end the week after mine and even two weeks after me, two words for u guys, Im Sorry.

i mean... TOO BAD.

oh no, im growing horns on my head and look a tail too.

haha.

and this year i had the least hari raya collection in my life. grar.

freedom! liberty! rejoice and celebration! SLAMAT HARI RAYA!!

till then, i'll just scratch my pantat.

haha.

exams are like doing your business. sometimes painful, sometimes easy, but most of the time, u feel relieved once its over and done with.

AISYAH loves geog.

geog-ging, i mean. :)

Demi Waktu - Ungu

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can i ask u something dear?

do u think im a loner?

am i friendless?

am i living a pathetic life?

what has ac done to me?

has rowing changed my life?

have i made the wrong choices?

then why do i feel lonely most of the time?

why do i not enjoy going to school?

why cant i look forward to school like i used to back in secondary school?

why cant i make friends like how i used to in bp?

why do i find it hard to find such friends?

what is happening to me?

have i changed?

am i arrogant?

how the hell did i manage to make so many friends back in bp?

why is it so hard for me to do so here?

what is stopping me from liking this school?

why do i hate it so much?

why?

what am i turning into?

why am i so quiet and reserved now?

what has caused me to change drastically?

is it because i rowed too much?

is it because relationships are getting in my way?

is it too late to enjoy ac when im going to leave the school soon?

what if i dont do well for my exams?

what will my parents think?

that i have failed them?

that i have failed myself?

will i cry?

will i regret?

will anyone come and support me?

am i stupid?

then why do i keep on failing?

even though i listen in class?

do my work regularly?

and study for tests and exams?

am i really that stupid?

what if i hadn't been a rower?

will things be different?

will i have more friends in school?

instead of having friends from all around the world?

and friends from rowing whom now never care?

could i have been a star player in netball?

could i have been an exco in mcs?

could i have been smarter?

does anyone care about how i feel?

how miserable it is to go home alone?

how farked up it feels to be one of the stupidest in class?

how shitty it is to spend my free periods alone?

how sad it is to have hated my 2 years of jc life?

how painful it is to not have friends?

am i really friendless?

so what if i have 400 friends in friendster?

and hundreds of people linked to my blog?

and people wishing my happy birthday on my birthdays?

and goodnights and good wishes on certain occasions?

will they be there when i really need them?

do they think about me?

do they care?

do you?

post exams

hady mirza- lagenda

hady made my heart melt.

but i still love taufik batisah and please, taufik can sing waaay better than hady but taufik's days of glory and honor over and done with. now he signs 7-11 big gulp cups for little boys.

"Big gulp. Big value. 7-11, its a store and more."

uhhuh. there you go. now its hady's turn to strutt his stuff. muahahaa. oh well. hady's adorable.

joakim's out! i kinda respect him for being able to tolerate the humiliation bear upon him. the determination i see in his performances week after week even tho he well, honestly speaking, suck. but i can see him work hard. and never showing signs of giving up. that's what i look up to, bebeh. that's what i respect.

okay fine. so im a loser right. so much for the "quitters dont win and winners dont quit" banner pinned up across the corkboard in my room. baah. go sit one corner, minah and cry your heart out cuz u know u'll fail like waaaay badly for your prelims and for goodness sake, its prelims. like, yea. and what did i hear u say? u slept through the econs paper? you didnt sleep the night before cuz u were burning the midnight oil? oh no, the pimples on your forehead's growing in the shape of the letter *gasp* L.

shut up oasis, i wont stop crying my heart out.

can someone just give me a tight slap. on my thighs. oh did you know? fast fact! fast fact! aisyah is so fat now that she's resistant to tickles. i swear. outrageous but true. oh my bedendeng. i really need to start working out. its annoying to feel fat. grar.

can u stop whining, please?

grar. thanks to prelims for ruining my life. now stop procrastinating and go study.

i dont remember promising my mum to clean the house after my exams. her incessant nagging has become my new alarm clock. and bloody hell, the dust in my room is as thick as my hair. baah.

oh my mum received so much presents for teachers day its uncountable therefore its so much instead of many. anywayyy, there's like mrs field's cookies, brownies of all sorts from the brownie factory, cheesecakes, cream puffs, hnadbags, bracelets, packets and packets of oreos, flowers, chocolates, more chocolates, many many much much chocolates, here chocolates there chocolates, and even more chocolates!!! i had a chocolate eating spree with my mum just now for breakfast. like a homemade chocolate buffet minus the fullerton hotel. hah. and syahir was like, "look at the thighs and dont say i didnt tell you to stop."

oh oh! fast fact number 2: my left calf muscle is waaaay waaay bigger than my right and its so freakin obvious the only people who cant see them are blind people. i swear its like my pair of calves belong to 2 totally different people! and i whacked my brothers cuz they laughed about it. grar.
oh and i bought ben & jerry's the bar for myself after my last exam paper. sometimes u have to pamper yourself, u know. and i watched so many movies i lost count! lemme see:

• in her shoes is a must watch cuz it made me cry and smile at the same time
• i watched she's the man twice!!
• pride & prejudice (i know like WHAAT?) made me fall asleep
• spiderman2 and kingdom of heaven is okaay. i know its like archaic. goes to show how much ive been missing out in life. nyaha.

wow. life is so good without exams i swear.

and last wednesday, i walked down Orchard Road in the rain, barefooted, holding my new pair of heels in one hand and my long skirt in the other, screaming at my brother, and him screaming back, running aorund flagging down for taxis. i swear i did it and NO it wasnt exciting.

it was the most unglam thing i ever did in my life! and bloddy hell, taxi drivers these days are simply heartless. okay hazi was right, we should have waited for the shuttle bus to great world city. and please. great world city is so out of the way and located in such a random place, i hate it! i was so pissed i just bought the new pair of heels and it got wet on the first day i wore it, we were late for the gala premiere (!!!) of Singapore Dreaming, someone took our seats and they said it was free seating, it was embarrassing, the theatre was cold and i was drenched, my toes were crying out in pain, we sat like 3 rows from the front, my neck hurts, i was hungry and and... it was just bad. grar.

thank god everything went okay after the movie. we met the stars of the show, i shook hands with one of them, we met the director, colin goh, we took pictures with these famous people, hazi talked to the mr goh, he's my dad's boss' friend, the executive producer, dr woffles wu, is my mum's students' dad. and im my mum's and my dad's daughter. wow.

and im watching the same movie next week! dont ask why.
its the beauty of divorce.

oh and the food was mmmmmmarvelous. nyaha. is that all you think about, aisyah?

anywayyy, yesterday was fun. went back to bp yesterday. skipped school cuz it makes me happy. i dont know why. why do i hate that place so so much? bp was fun. ex-BPians had the privilege to eat the food on display for the food delight competition. i had a huge slice of chocolate brownie-ish cake with hershey chocolate syrup all over. and i swear it contained a few thousand calories. and i tried almost everything on the display table including this yucky pudding like thing which tasted exactly how it looked like- yucky nak mampos! what made me eat that piece of shit? and the first thing chee said to me was, "where's your red bra?" thanks chee. nice to see you too, chee.

met so many people i miss so much i just feel like going back to bp and not graduate. ehh wait, to think of it again, no no. i'd rather leave the school, but not leave my friends. hah. sorry, i cant stand wearing ugly-maroon skirt which is supposed to be below knee level. NEVER again.

mcs farewell party was fun too. we played in the rain. water bombs hurt, i swear. and i was running around on the track barefooted. the soles of my feet are red and sore now! played soccer barefooted too. grar. soccer makes me go high. i love it. and the food was great, everyone had fun and yep, it was a great day. sigh. makes me regret a teeny weeny little bit that i should have been more on about mcs. well, some sacrifices have to be made. baah.

i havent rowed for AGES.

and my feet are itching for more soccer. soccer anyone?

prelims week one

bau bau bau by project pop

the most hilarious music video ive ever watched. :)

sigh. been a long time since i had a good laugh. and exams. oh exams. ergh, exams.

one more week to plough tru. and thats it man.

everyone who visit this space is cordially invited to aisyah's funeral right after her prelim's results are released, prolly after the september holidays. it'll be nice if u could be there to send ur deepest condolences. i'll be watching from above. i know who's been naughty and nice. cuz santa claus is coming to town! nyaha. look what education has done to my brain. to the extent that i suddenly found paul twohill cute. i know, gasp. when i told my friends, they told me to take 161. thats the straight but from woodlands to imh. thanks, friends. well, u guys dont have to visit me at imh anymore. take the bus from boon lay bus interchange that brings u to the muslim cemetery. ask my mum what plot number im in. anyway, while you're at my funeral, come take a look at the scars exams has inflicted upon me. i dont mind if u pry open my brain to see how much it has shrivelled to the size of a pea. dont be scared, i wont haunt u if u had been nice to me while im alive. there'll be food and drinks available upon request. bring some flowers and rose water and please make my grave hot pink, must be tastefully decorated. and i dont want trees near it. and make the tiled chairs around it bigger, please. i want my visitors to be happy. i dont mind classic ideas or roslan renovations. they do dapur-dapur dont they? eh wait, dapur is kitchen and dapur dapur is graveyard. right? dont mind my utter horrible malay, will u? havent been reading the malay papers since my higher mother tongue o level exams.

baah. sitting for 2 gp papers and econs paper 3 on the same day feels like someone is using my econs file which is thicker than my longman's dictionary and repeatedly hitting it on my head. yes, painful. how sadistic can the school be. 3 papers in one day. why not i suggest u finish marking okay, lets be nice, lets take only the gp papers for the whole cohort and complete marking them in one day? hah. and have u seen the new trophy ive won? it says "champion: sleeping during exams, prelims to be exact." uhh. i sort of fell asleep during the econs paper. and no, im not lying. i know, its terrible but it wasnt intentional and its certainly nothing to be proud of. i was really tired and my brain cant process and dont know HOW i suddenly closed my eyes and wasted 5 mins. when i woke up my eyes were so dry and i totally lost focus on the paper and im not surprised if i fail. sorry mr mashren, i really tried my best. and hey, ure invited too :)

and maths, oh maths. equally painful. i've never sat for a more tougher maths paper than that. ergh. even beh finds it difficult. and how did u think i fared? a for terms, f for prelims. will i be able to appear in record books for that? power, aisyah. power rangers. what colour ranger do u want? i see RED ranger.

oh no, how much does it cost to take a taxi from woodlands to imh, again? 161 takes too long.

"tit tit tit. set set set me me me sleep by sleep up and down. u and i i and u. chelly chelly long cham pas!"

then it doesnt end there. geog paper one is so so brain draining. its my personal record! 5 drqs and 2 essays in 3 hours! but i left 2 part b questions out. like totally blank, worldless, nil, nothing, empty, yes, u can see it coming. the big fat zero. i predict i'll get 2 of them. hmph. most of the time, i had trouble finding what to write drg the paper, which is worse then having something to write but no time to write. sigh.

thats why i say, everyone's invited to my kenduri/ funeral. see you there. :) tell me if u need me to send out invitation cards. i dont mind putting the extra effort for my event.

exams

its bloody 10 days to prelims. and my revision progress so far is BAD. BAD. BAD. i've been skipping school and making full use of my time at home to MUG. like seriously MUG. wake up at 5.30am. breakfast. glue my sore ass to my chair from 6am all the way to 5pm. i stand up for a few seconds to give my numb ass some rest, quickly sit down back and continue mugging. but i know i wont be able to finish revising everything for prelims. not possible. its too late. i know i shouldnt say that and i should say something optimistic but sometimes i have to face the truth, even if it hurts. i cant tell myself that i will get straight As for prelims cuz its not possible. and UHH... ECONS is so so painful. this is so so bad. i have a BAD feeling about this. im so dead.

and ive not been training for weeks now. i ran only once. and i've been eating alot to keep me awake and ARGH i can feel my muscles sagging into fats. my arms, my thighs, my claves, my tummy. this is terrible. im not kidding. i look so much fatter now. and when i sit down to mug, the packets and packets of flubber had to protrude and make me feel shitty and fat and ERGH. im turning into a ball of babats. i dont know whats that but i just cant take it. its annoying me. it bugs me wherever i am, whatever im doing. sitting down, mugging, eating, showering, praying, sleeping, walking, breathing, ARGH. everytime i sit to study, the fats will like you know, come out and it makes me wanna go running and rowing and stop eating but NO NO NO, i have this farking exams to sit for! so no running or rowing cuz it makes me tired and i must eat so that i can mug mug MUGGG!!!! no sleeping at night, no school in the day.

BLOODY HELL I CANT WAIT FOR THIS SHIT TO BE OVER!!!

asian junior and merlion 2006

i wrote an entry a few hours ago but i was in a rush so i found it a little insincere which is unfair because i want to tell the world what great fun i had for the past 10 days. yep. last week could have been the greatest week in 2006. nothing can beat my week. wanna bet?

for the past 10 days,

• i have been waking up every morning smiling at the tot that i dont have to drag my way to school. i know its not good to not like school but really, i dont like school at all.
• i wake up smiling also because i think about the guys i get to see for the day. haha. i know its stupid, but true. imagine waking up one morning KNOWING that u get to see the hottest asian guys right before your eyes and that u know everyone of them and they know you and they're like your friends and like u just want your friends to know them too. hey, i lived with that for the past 10 days. :)
• i have been travelling to and fro my training centre without complaining. and actually i enjoyed going to the rowing centre everyday.

for the past 10 days, i realised,

• life is so damn bloody good without school.
• i can still get sun burnt. despite my already almost black skin. its 99.91238% black now. and my shoulders are peeling. ouch.
• i look like im from any other country except singapore. HAH.
• some guy #1 thought i was from indonesia.
• another guy #2 thought i was from sri lanka. thanks ahhh.
• michael wong, the hk team manager, (u get to see his pict below!) thought i was from pakistan.
• the indon team manager thought i was from malaysia.
• kazakhstan rowers cant speak english for nuts. and they're the most unfriendliest rowers among the rest.
• north korean rowers like to use my body foam and shampoo without my permission. i caught them red-handed. but they're still using my stuff. and now my shampoo is missing.
• singapore junior team only has 2 members. me and my brother. woohoo. we did spore proud, babeh.
• hongkong guys are cute in average, according to steph and eileen (who were incharge of tshirt selling drg the competition). and their legs are big and chunky and they have nice lean bods to look at. but they like to stare at girls like, really stare.
• chinese taipei girls are omg-ly so handsome! syahir said im turning lesbian. oh no! but they're REALLY hot stuff. hehe.
• the indons and malaysian rowers became my closest friends. and they're the ones i miss the most. :)
• korea always produces the tallest and biggest guys. and they cant talk english either. so its not fun. haha.
• i met tall jap guys which is quite rare cuz jap guys are usually not so tall. and jap girls are known for being short but bloody strong. the jap girl in my race is almost half my height but her legs are as big (even bigger!!) than mine and she came in 3rd for my race. WHOA.
• kiran's from pakistan and she's like the most gorgeous rower ive ever seen (check out her pict below!) and *gasp* she's only 14. i beat her in 2 of my races but then again she's only 14. and we chat alot. hehe. :)
• srilankans are okay ppl. they're a big group so usually they spent most of their time together.
• im way behind school work.
• im so dead.
• prelims is in 4 weeks. OMG.

so the Asian Junior and Merlion Rowing Championships are over. and i wanna do it all over again already. hmph. im so sad cuz its back to my normal life. baah. anyway, i had LOADS of fun, LOADS of souvenirs and made LOADS of friends from all around asia! wee.

ok. so my races weren't so bad. i was in junior women singles (JW1X). the race is 2000m long. thats why my senior once told me that rowing is one of the craziest sport cuz it makes u have a taste of how it feels like to be on the verge of dying. and i know she's not exaggerating. lemme give u a breakdown of a 2000m rowing race:

• before the race, u get to meet your opponents. if they look big strong and scary. then good luck to you. haha.
• at the starting point, if u know the boat holder then thats good cuz u get to have a little chat with them which makes u feel less tension and they might help u with your boat direction.
• the starting part is always the scariest cuz its the most important. scary opponents like those from north korea and thailand tend to shout before the race. u try to ignore them but u cant cuz they're right next to you! and u shouldnt ask me shy they shout. cuz i dont do it myself. hah. yea. the start determines who gets a head start.
• the first 250m is okay. u wont feel tired cuz all u'll be thinking about is sprinting and getting the boat moving.
• after 250m, u'll feel a little tired. and thinking that u have another 1750m more to go makes it worse.
• 500m to 1000m is when lethargy starts to creep in. its only 500m but on water it feels like forever. bad water conditions makes it worse.
• once u reach 1000m, u have 1000m more to go. but usually u tell urself u only have 1000m more instead of oh no, 1000m. get it? hah.
• 1000m to 15000m is the WORST part of the race cuz thats when ur mind starts to go numb, ur legs start to feel like SHIT and u think of nothing but to want the race to end. this is the part when u start to think of things like, why the hell u joined rowing and this is when i say i feel like DYING, i really mean it. but then again, this is the part where u mustn't give up cuz if u do, u're finished.
• the last 500m has to be do or die.
• at the final 250m, my coach always tells me to look down and count 30 strokes. and when u hear the finishing horn u know u're saved from death.
• ahhh. the bliss of rowing. 8 to 10 mins of pleasure. if u know of a crazier sport, do tell me. i'll let u try rowing. :)

my first heat was with pakistan, srilanka and chinese taipei. i came in 2nd which made me end up in the repercharge with japan, srilanka and indonesia. i came in 2nd again. but i qualified to be in final A which means im in top 5 in asia! woohoo. for the finals, i knew i didnt had any chance to win anything and that thought was my biggest mistake. it was the worst race among all my races for the competition. and not only was i last, i was way last, like almost 20 to 30seconds away from the 2nd last. im very disappointed with myself cuz many people had faith in me that i could actually beat a boat or 2. but i dint had any faith in myself and thats where i was so so wrong. sigh.

oh, btw thanks to liyana for helping me prepare for my races. she gave me loads of advice on how to get prepared and stay focus and yea, u know the usuals. yea. it helped me ALOT cuz im that type who gets really nervous before the race and i'll cock everything up and regret so this time i was more confident and look where it had brought me to. 5th in asia leyyy. haha. thanks babe. love u loads.

thanks to raihan (my 2nd coach) who's only useful during competitions because he gives me the BEST prep talks before my races. and he asks for money after every advice he gives. bloody hell. but he had been a great help and moral booster. but thats abt all he's useful for. haha. kidding. :)

thanks to arina and ama and hashim and hassa who came all the way to pandan to support me! but i dint do well for the race they watched so i was quite paiseh. and i cried in front of them. eh, so malu la can. anyway, im really happy that they were there. love u babes and ur hunks. haha.

then, Asian Junior ended and the next competition was Merlion 2006. which was only 1000m long. i participated in the lightweight women category. my opponents were hongkong, thailand, kazakhstan and malaysia. and this is when i lost to kazakhstan and beat the rest and clinched the silver medal. yay. im proud of myself. thats why today, i trated myself to ben and jerry's chunky monkey and maple pecan cereal crunch. wee.

check out the picts kay.

welcome to my 3rd home :)

singapore junior team: my brother and i.



ms. oh-so-beautiful-pakistan-rower (kiran) and me
and extra malaysian guy at the back.

my ex-rowing partner, shuying.
she looks hot and sexy. :)



i came in second for the lightweight women singles category!
all those dieting and training was worth the while.

1st: kazakhstan 2nd: singapore 3rd:hongkong
and thats my rowing president in black and kazakhstan coach in red.

indon junior rowers. damn fun people.
(check out the hot one on the far left.)
booyah!

the babes and their hunks who came and supported me.
they wanted to hug me even tho i was drenched with sweat.

thats me and my darling.
his name is empacher. he's long, smooth and fast.

and this is how i row on him. wee!

top from left: my romanian coach, my senior rower (elsie) and 2nd coach (raihan).
bottom: syahir, me and nina (raihan's girlfriend)!

michael wong- the hot hongkong team manager with eileen and steph.

mimin on the katamaran.

in case you're wondering how a 4- boat looks like.
thats the hong kong girls in their quads.

thats me at the starting pontoon. minutes before the race.
and check out the waves.
rowing is not as easy as u think ;)

eh, more pics at www.sara.org.sg there's like 300 picts there and more to be uploaded.
im gonna turn on my mug mood to full power now. thats it, i guess. no more rowing until next year. WAH. i miss everyone already. oh no! im suffering from rowing withdrawal syndrome! no more waking up smiling in the morning. no more weekend trainings. no more hot guys to look at. haha. but u know what me, steph and eileen concluded? after seeing all those asian rowers, we think that singapore guys cannot make it and we're sad. khehe. c'mon guys, prove to us that we're wrong. :)

now i know why i dint quit rowing and now i know why i wouldn't. :)

singapore boleh, babeh!!!

june hols.

omg. today i was freaked out by a bangla i almost cried. dont laugh ok. i was really on the verge of tears. you see. the morning already started out bad for me and that particualr bangla had to appear. i was in the mood for training in the morning but when i reached clementi it started raining like SHIT. i waited until about an hour but still no sign of improvement from the rain so i went home. what a waste of time! then thats when that bangla came and talk to me at woodlands bus interchange.

bangla: excuse me miss, do u know how to get to paya lebar?

me: no. sorry. (look away)

bangla: excuse me miss, where are u going?

me: home. (look away)

bangla: miss, where do u live?

me: woodlands. (still looking away)

bangla: what block?

me: donno. (i took out my phone and pretend to sms)

bangla: miss can i have your no?

me: (at this point i wanted to whack his fugly wugly mugly face!!!) no. sorry.

bangla: miss do u have a boyfriend?

me: YES. (actually no but u get my point dont you?)

bangla: ok nvm. we can become friends. wats ur hp no?

me: (shifts away slowly)

bangla: miss are u muslim?

me: yes.

bangla: im muslim (showing the prayer mat he's holding in his hands)

me: (muker slumber) ok.

bangla: im norman...(puts his palm on his chest)

me: (GO AWAY- thats what i wanna say but i said nothing)

he was freaking starting at me throughout the whole THING- i wouldnt even call it a proper conversation. BASTARD i wanna say. BASTARD!!!

the bus took FOREVER to arrive. he insisted that i give him my phone number or house block. STUPID IDIOT. which part of NO does he not understand. when the bus finally came, i rushed to the bus and to my horror he took the same bus as me. so i called my mum to ask him to fetch me from the bussstop. he was STARING at me in the bus. i was standing at the door cuz its only one busstop away. and he was sitting on the seat facing opposite. i was like, "mak. mak. come down and fetch me now please! mak please mak. dont ask why now, mak. faster. my bus reaching already. FASTER." luckily, he dint alight with me. and my bro picked me up. scary mary nak mampos i tell you. and the weirdest thing is that i was wearing clothes my ex would say "scrap" (aka go-for-training-clothes) which includes teeshirt and shorts which is not fbt-short shorts and sandals. i told my mum and grandma abt it and their comments were damn hilarious. they talked abt it until...NOW. my mum was like, "kan..wear shorts again lah. kan..." and my grandma was like, "lain kali tendang ajer bola dier! bagi dier tumbuk sikit! jangan takut dengan orang macam gini!" (translate: just kick his balls! give him a good punch! dont be afraid of these beasts!) omg. damn funny.

later, i met amalina at woodlands to take 168 to tamp for arina's housewarming. it was raining so i took a bus to marsiling and crossed the road to take another bus to woodlands (the advantages of student concession pass!). then there were 2 guys (m'sian guys, i swear!) who were hooting and teasing and u know, the disgusting stuff people do. and one of them was like, "eh, macam ning baizura ahhh." i was like talking to myself, "walk faster walk faster!" annoying people. and PLEASE. nothing to be kembang about. ARGH.

anyways, arina's house is HUGE. 3 tingkat, taknak kalah. haha. and so are her neighbours' houses. and thier cars. and everything else lah. sigh. when will i be able to live in such a big and beautiful house? and please ah. i wont marry some cheekopek old man for money. or some datuk or whatever pangkat he has lah. not interested. sorry. and no banglas. please.

HAH.

went out with heen nad elly on friday. oh, that morning i went to my bro's grad day at nyp. my god, his friends are hot! sports and wellness management guys are hot stuff! haha. and one of them actually slept over at my house for brazil's first match and i so dint know his friend was in the living room so with my pink flowery pyjamas and the memek face, i walked to the kitchen and back to my room not realising that his friend is there! omg. dont remind me about this. HORROR.

anyway, yes. the 4 of us went shopping. ok. they did the shopping. i did the window way. i told u im seriously broke. melvin is right, i need a sugardaddy. so, yea. to be honest, going out with them doesnt feel like before anymore. we laughed less, we did lesser stupid things, its feels less fun and exciting. u know we used to laugh until our jaws hurt and i will start tearing (as in nangis not koyak ok). its very different now. just because we're much older doesnt mean we cant have fun. maybe they had fun but i dint really enjoy myself. im being honest. i donno. maybe its just me. yeah. cuz i had no money to shop. haha. u know? okay. its ok if u dont know. im not sure myself too. oh well. we ate at anatolia, met a very adorable looking chef and we left. i miss the old us. i hate growing up.

beef iskender with yoghurt $7. i like.

shaheen with mr oh so adorable and his oh so funny ice cream tricks

there u go. told u he's oh so adorable.

okok. i gotta go now. my mummy wanna use this laptop and i gotta iron my clothes for tmr. oh no! SCHOOL'S BACK. ergh.

stress!

wow. its been a long time since i went online. when i read my emails today, i had 138 msgs in my mail box. woots. bad bad bad. havent blog since when...the sani hussein craze? omg.

have i told u that junaidi is OUT of the anugerah skrin? sadness. and oh the pain. but shah's still in and i hope he does something about his acting skills cuz he deserves to win than the other 2. please brush up your acting skills, boy. shaheen, go help ur brother please? imagine having such a hot brother. haha. what am i babbling about. anyways, i still went to watch anu skrin live after the episode when junaidi left and he sat like 10m away from me. oh happiness. the joy. haha. crazy. omg to think of it, this was like 2 weeks 3 weeks ago? im so outdated. lost my track of time. shit. boohoo.

talking about JUNAIDI, my god, that day, cant remember when, i was walking in town with my mummy when i saw him. i know i know. SCREAM SQUEAK SHOUT JUMP FLY with joy cuz i met junaidi in person! woots! but he merely walked past me and i dint realise it at first until my mum nudged me and said,"eh, junaidi kan?" i was like omg omg omg omg...haha. he's so hot i tell you. H-O-T. and tall. hot and tall. sigh. and on that same night, i saw baihakki and norsafarie at tangs. baihakki is freakin tall but too bad. i dont really have the hots for him and all so, NO BIG DEAL babeh. haha. i dont think i can watch anu skrin live tmr cuz when i wanted to queue up for the tickets last saturday, it was GONE. finish, i tell u. sad.

and the june hols are coming to an end and i swear im so dead when school reopens cuz i havent started on revision. at all. its not like im secretly mugging just to eat the humble pie. im already freaking fat so i dont think i wanna have a bite on that humble pie. seriously. double serious. IM SO MATI. DEAD. END. FINISHED. i keep on telling myself to start studying but by the end of 1 hour (at most), i'll be doing something else. no not the computer, not the tv, not the playstation, not the box of dvds (i can almost hear the dvds calling out to me for me to watch them), not my friends i planned to go out with (cuz i havent gone for any girls day out! really!) and not even SHOPPING. omg. den what is wrong with me? maybe its training. but its not like i train everyday. is it world cup? but i only stayed up once for korea's match. ARGH. what is bloody wrong with me?

the As are so near. the grave is calling out to me. hah. scary.

i think im the laziest JC student on earth. how can this be? wheres my mugging mojo i used to have 2 years ago? ARGHH.

rowing season is in 3 weeks time. another reason for why aisyah is SO DEAD. 13 countries will be participating in the Asian Junior Champs. thirteen people to race with. my god. i am so D-E-A-D.

save me. someone. please?

i suddenly have no mood to write.

sorry guys. i better go do some self-relfecting. not too late to start working. never too late for anything.

*smiles* there u go. rock on, aisyah. ROCK ON.

clothes.

check this out:

aisyah
n. clothes

"My man, check out the aisyah!"
http://www.thesurrealist.co.uk/slang

i like.

woots.

THE WAIT is finally over. hah. AC Perbayu's penantian is over and many many of us are having the penantian withdrawal syndrome. even for myself. even tho i havent been going for many many meetings and rehearsals and whenever i did come, im usually late and everything will be almost done, i enjoyed myself. wee.

especially on the last day, not only bcuz i took millions of pictures with sani. oh sani, he's hot stuff, man. asal la ko kahwin cepat cepat. haha. sani sani. it was just a superb experience la.

being part of crew rulzzz tau is so fun lah. haha. we're so merepek nak mampos. we're all setan gondols la. gossip here gossip there. we even gossiped in front of the people we gossip about! hilarious! i made friends with people i never talked to before like farhan (abang lighting. eh i prefer him with malay accent. i dont like his slang.) and people i hardly talk to like zakiah! she looks like ms good charlotte on the final show. crew rulzzz tau decided to wear eyeliner. eh, it was my first time using eyeliner tau. so exciting! then we all looked so pretty. ehh, being a crew doesnt mean we dont get to look glam kay. mann, i love ac perbayu. i should have spent more time with them last year. see la, so busy with rowing. HAIZ. what do u get? blacker and bigger arms. raar.

after the last show, we went to al azhar at bukit timah for supper at like 11 plus. wah kecoh!! i reached home about 1 plus i think. did the necessary stuffs before going to bed and after like 3 hours or so, i had to wake up... for training. hooray. oh. check out the picts.

AC PERBAYU!!!

crew rulzzz tau and sani in our attempt to be vogue. erk.

so close to sani. woots. :)

there you go. more sani.

wee.

never thought mcs-ing would be so fun. AC PERBAYU FOREVER. i hope.

after penantian, there was the mcs bbq on thursday. i skipped training for that ok. and for sani, of cuz. :) we ate, and ate, and played soccer, and they played in the water and i dint cuz my mum dint allow and i think east coast water is gross, and ate some more and went home. i had to leave early cuz i had training the next morning. not surprising aye? and i gained weight after that. lagi not surprising. sigh. but i had fun. i love ac perbayu. maybe its too late to get excited about it. oh well. WHO CARES. i love sani.

hah.

oh. went to watch anugerah skrin again last monday. i know not many people who actually follows this program. sad. its a good show, actually. there are actually still people who can speak good malay around. im ashamed of myself. anyway, we sat right behind mayuni omar last monday. hazirah was so excited. i dont like last week's show cuz my 2 fave guys was in the bottom 2: shah and junaidi. so junaidi left. but im glad shah's still in so i can still go out with shaheen on mondays. wee. haha. sigh. junaidi is hot. i love him.

err. yes.

then there was acs idol last night. i dint go for the rj drama but i heard it was quite bad so no regrets beb. anyway acs idol was good with a VERY unexpected end. ethel was the bomb. i thought she could have clinched the title easily but EVERYONE got a shock when she was tied with another contestant at 4th. shocking!!! like hello, 4th? are u kidding me? then the title went to this indian barker guy, Yuresh. he's not great but he's adorable and innocent and so cute but still not great can?. not idol material at all please. ethel was way better than him. oh well. im quite sad but yea, oh well. i love ethel anyway. oh and there was this hottt barker guy, Amaraysh. the sad thing is, he's just hot. thats all. his performance was like 4 mins of eye washing. wish wash squeaky clean eyes. :)

so the rest of the hols would be training, mugging, training, mugging, oh one day for beach cleaning, one day for GP lesson, one day for mashren, and back to training and mugging.

i cant seem to START studying.

WHACK.

i wanted to post many many pictures i took with my phone but i cant seem to transfer files from my phone. and today, im using the school computer. and i've got 10mins to write this entry. shucks.
anyway, last week of school seems a little draggy, dont u think so? oh well. who cares? its the last week of term, today's the last day of school, and *tada* the hols are here. yay yay. but holidays = mugging. really. hey, if u ever spot me around shopping or wasting time, do approach me and give me a slap okay? i must wake up. now. i must not slack anymore. i must at least pass a farking econs test. get a grip on complex numbers and random variables for maths. love agriculture even tho its the worst human geog topic after industrial change. and yes. as i have mentioned, pass a test with good marks. its been a NONG NONG time since i got back a test and smiled. ergh. a levels is in less than *gasp* 6months time. i am so mati. mati mati mati. argh.

anyway, this week had been happening! and i havent rowed for almost a week which is very bad cuz if i dont row for so long, i tend to lose wateva i've learnt for the past 5 months. i havent ran since sunday and i've been eating like crazy since sunday and i know ive gained weight so im feeling quite irritated. very irritated. @#%$^& irritated. argh!!!

lets talk about nice nice things, should we?
on monday, i went to watch anugerah skrin live with shaheen, alyani and astri. wah. i was so excited gila nak mampos. we were this close to the stage and we were sitting right smack in the middle of the theatre. here u go:

yup. that close. i have a clearer pict in my phone but as i said, my computer is giving me the shits.

ok, i was sitting with shah's supporters cuz shaheen is shah's sister. (isnt it cool to have a hot brother? its like having taufik as your brother. whoa!) we were wearing white. so i dont have a white top cuz my other one had red spots all over cuz someone decided to mix the red tshirt with my white top! so amaria was kind enough to lend me her white tee which fitted perfectly well and damn i look gorgeous. haha! kidding. never.

ahh yes. the show was good. of cuz i (and astri) cant stop screaming with joy whenever junaidi appeared. he's hot stuff la. but we must try to contain our excitement cuz *ehem* we're sitting with the shah clan and not the junaidi clan. after the show and all the screaming and shouting and oogling and woogling, we decided to take some pictures! dont bother asking who took the picture for us.

aper yani tunjuk perut hah?

i like this picture. we look like hantus!

sexy bitches. :)

oh photos are courtesy of yani. yay.

on wednesday, we had drama. as usual i was late and when i came everything was done. in other words, i came for nothing. im sorry k im a bit useless. but i managed to stay until 11 plus. pretending that i dint have any geog test the next day. i reached home at 12 plus. i took a shower, prayed, packed my bag, ironed my clothes and went to sleep at 2am. bloody tired. i know i shouldnt be complaining cuz its my first time when the others have been staying back since like forever. the next morning, i swear i couldnt open my eyes. i remembered going to the toilet, showering, brushing my teeth, den while i was praying i fell asleep. oh no. i hope God wont punish me. den i told my mum i was too tired to go to school so i went back to bed. yay. i skipped my geog test. aisyah is so naughty, i tell u.

anyway i have drama now. gotta go.

hooray for hols! :)

sports council

yesterday, for the first time in many many months, i felt like a national athlete. hah. i had a appointment with dr gary slater at the singapore sports council- science and research center. im supposed to go through a rowing test of some sort- i dint know what exactly. so the doctor is an australian guy with big big big bisceps. and he ends most of his sentences with, "mate". haha. moving on...

u see, i dint know he was gonna make me row a trial test in which im supposed to go all out, giving my 100% throughout for the 1000m trial. honestly, i wasnt prepared- at all. not only that. i had to breathe through my mouth only so they had to plug my nose and stuff this mask into my mouth which is connected to this machine. and in the mask theres this tube at the bottom which collects my saliva cuz i cant swallow my saliva when i put it on. i know, gross. i look like a bloody lab rat, seriously. the mask was held in position by this head gear i had to wear. i swear i flet like COW in one of the cow and chicken episodes when COW had to wear braces and the setan put this awful head gear that is connected to her braces to keep the braces in place. in short: i look horrible. and the lady who helped me wear it asked me whether i wanted to take a picture with it.

so yea. the warm up was kinda simple. i started with a slow and relaxed row which increases gradually. they stopped me when my lactic reached 4ml. its like a 4mins set then a 1 min break following another 4mins set and so on. and after every set, they had to prick my ear to take some blood samples. it wasnt painful but by the time they pricked like 6 times, my ear was blue black. horrible, i tell u.

ok, the 1000m trial on the ergo meter was the first time in my life. (whats ergometer? thank god u've never seen it before, ok?) i swear i almost died halfway. dr gary was shouting at me to pull harder and even harder even though i have like 500m more to go. i know its not much for someone who's standing next to the person who's rowing but for the rower, its not as easy as it seems. i totally lost focus halfway. i cant remember what happened. when i hear him shouting again, i was already at the 250m mark which means i must really really pull even harder. penat giler nak mampos!!! when i ended the test, my whole body felt like !@#$%i!!! then i dint know what to hold on to so, i pulled onto dr gary's pants. haha. i was grabbing him for support. it was hilarious. i think he must be thinking, why is this crazy girl ripping my pants off!? he was the one nearest to me and i felt so weak and lethargic i needed something to hold on to. and it had to be his pants. right. my mouth was super dry. when they took off the stupid mask i couldnt move my jaw. my mouth ached for hours. worse than braces. trust me. my time was 3:48mins. which was pretty slow for a rower but considered acceptable for first timer. :) wee.

what an experience. if im good, they'll call me back for another test. if they see no potential in me at all, they wont. haha. life's like that, girl. face it.

ok. so the computer at home is not blardy working and the laptop is pissing me off cuz it's always not responding and it will take years to upload a page. argh.

oh and i came across this little write up on pandan reservoir where i row. pretty interesting.

pandan reservoir
pandan reservoir is located 0.4 kilometre away from Sungei Pandan; 0.5 kilometre away from Jalan Buroh; 0.5 kilometre away from Tanjong Penjuru; 0.7 kilometre away from Pandan Loop; 0.7 kilometre away from Penjuru Lane; pandan reservoir is geographically located at latitude (1.3106 degrees) 1° 18' 38" North of the Equator and longitude (103.7435 degrees) 103° 44' 36" East of the Prime Meridian on the Map of Singapore.

coolio.

and google earth is so exciting.

and im watching da vinci code with hazi today. its a private screening and she invited me. i love her, man. muahaha.

AND acjc perbayu malay drama is on 26 and 27 may. so YOU have to get your tickets now cuz its a must-watch show. and its directed by sani hussein. AND on tuesday, i had a 3 mins chat with him.

AND i love junaidi from anugerah skrin. he makes me wanna watch more of anugerah skrin. wee. i met him last sat at the TJ gema. so happy la. but its like a mere parting glance. but still, he's so cuteilicious. haha. stop it, aisyah. ok.

AND i havent done any homework since last thursday.

AND netball a div finals is today. and i hope AC will trash HC like how we did last year. all the best, girls.

then it comes to a point where, i regret like shitoholioribblydamnfargurghekkishargh! for quitting netball. but then again, i try not to regret. im not regretting. im not IM NOT. anyways, go AC!

and now, what do i do for the next 2 free periods i have?

go study, can?

i dont know if i can make it through the As. honestly, im pretty scared.

sigh.

argh!!

1103. lucky number for the day. pen this number down on a piece of paper. buy your 4d now. 1103. 1103!! hooray!
haha. 11:03 mins- the time i took to complete my 2.4km run. last year was 11:54mins. an improvement of 51secs babeh! so happy :) ethel calls me the queen buff. syahir calls me kakak monstress. hah. sam calls me minah. i wonder whether people actually do remember my name.
anyways, school has been terribly exhausting these days. tests come and go. training's getting tougher by the week. my skin's getting blacker. and shinier- dont ask me why. my face is getting oiler. cuz they dont sell clearasil facial wash in the white bottle anymore. so i've got to trial and error other facial foams. oh and after the 2.4km run today, i found out i have white spots on my right cheeks. omg. i almost freaked out. argh! the horror. but i do water sports. its almost impossible not to get my face wet when im sweaty. argh. shitsmits.

stop global whining, please.

hoohoo.
the final 4 amercal idols are freaking good. they're like the perfect final four. i like everyone of them! thank god its not singapore idol. i wouldnt want to vote for any of them. haha. oh, mind u. i voted for taufik like a gazillion and one times okey. hah. so did my mum. taufik looks weird in the 7-11 ad. and the quit smoking ad. i think he does best at singing and performing. nothing else, fik. nothing else. sigh. i actually miss watching him on tv. i dint miss an episode at all ok. i was a devotee i tell u. hah. and it was during the o levels year, i clearly remember. sigh. those good old times.

i dont like thinking about the yesteryear. i fell freaking old now. that day during recess, my classmates and i were talking about careers, universities, yadayadas. freaking scary, i say. and sadly, i still dont know what the hell i wanna be when i grow up. oh, wrong thing to say, aisyah. ure all grown up now. i still dont know what the hell i wanna be in the next few years. which is like 1 or 2 or 3 years later. im so hopeless i dont deserve to live. argh.

and i ate salmon japanese pizza today. i dint know it was salmon la. it smells fishy but the taste wasnt that bad. but i wouldnt eat it again. haha. yay. i ate fish. hooray.
u know. i suddenly have no mood to write. i miss someone so badly its bogging me down terribly. painful. sickening. that horrendous shitty mitty feeling i utterly despise. but isnt missing someone supposed to be a nice feeling? hah. tell me about it. my head feels like it carries 9/10th of my weight these days. why oh why. the misery.

so i think i'll write more when im the mood, u know.
im sick of life, aren't you?

divalafutbol

girls soccer anyone? :)

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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.

march hols.

argh! my hair's so thick no wonder sometimes i cant think properly cuz my brain's getting fried!
cannot tahan sey. so that one hot bloody day, i went to cut it. for 10 bucks. "ok girl, u look at the book and choose the style u want." bloody hell. everyone in that catalouge had either freakin rebonded or perfectly permed hair. mine is far away, far far far away from either. it's like, half-curled, burnt hay. or more like yak hair. maybe its just the weather that's making it look dry and horrible. or maybe its just me. anyways, i got it cut so dont make me regret. cuz i hate to go through the process of regretting that i cut my hair. after that, the lady was like "look girl, ur hair. so curly curly." then she sort of sweeps the pile of hair on the floor with her feet towards me. ahh?
feels like i lost 5kg.
ahh yes. the march hols. had a malay society bbq on friday. food was ok. "rozni" wasn't there. how the hell should i know he takes tamil and tamil- speaking muslims weren't invited? sad. but its ok. :) we watched the exorcism of emily rose in LT3 until 11pm. it was freakin scary mary like shit. i covered my ears during most of the scary scenes. that's why i'll never watch a horror movie in the cinema. anyway, it was a really fun bonding activity. i love mcs, bebeh!! watched gubra with yani which was damn nice i cant wait for the vcd so i can watch over and over and over AND OVER again. like what i did with sepet. and jason's brother is hot! but his tetek berbulu. haha. lurve it!! went to the halal food fair at expo with my mum and syahir. i fell in love with dendeng. especially the chilli chicken. mmmm..met liyana. oooh i miss her so many many!! watched dorm with mummy and syahir too which was the worst horror film EVER. disappointing. oh, i dint pay for the tickets so, that doesn't count. from the mouth of world's no.1 pengecut- the movie was NOT scary --- at all. im serious.
i watched crash on dvd too. it was GREAT. makes me feel damn lucky im living in singapore. oh, i was watching it alone then my mum appeared to ask me what i was watching and just as she appeared, the sex scene appeared as well. wow.
so i had like some sort of a movie marathon but for most of the holidays, i was studying. oh and i fell sick twice for studying in my room. nah, i wasn't sick of studying, my room is bloody dusty, when i stay in there for a few seconds, i'll get terrible running nose. i hate it. so i have to migrate to the dining table and whenever someone switches on the tv, that person'll regret for switching it on.
i was so sick and was so on about studying i didnt go rowing. neither did i go run. oh, it was the rainy period too. the news anchor was like "looks like its not going to rain in the next 2 weeks" and it rained the very next day! we have good news forecasters.
and exams came and went. i couldnt finish geog paper on time cuz i had too much too write. i had too little to write for econs and i finished the maths paper right on time. and today, i watched v for vendetta at marina square. the new look makes marina square looks gigantic! and i love that movie! but i got lost halfway. the language is so chimeney chim chim. anyways, i like it very much. i wanna watch it again!
ahh yes. as u can already see from my march expenditure, im BROKE. sad.
and i love jason mraz. sam went for his concert while i was busy mugging. ergh.
oh. visit my bro's diary. he's selling tees. i think they're beautiful. click on enemiko and check them out kays?
im craving for dendengs.
and to my besties, nadelly and heen, lets quickly plan for a girl's day out!! cant wait bebehs!! i suggest...window shopping at marina square! dont mind anything lah guys! :)

and to liyana, i wanna go out with u too! i "chop" u for next week! :)

love u guys many many!!

family

love. family.
beautiful. i like.
yay.
anyway, changed my blog.
aisyah's bored.
go study, u lazy ass!
and put that tub of nutella away!!

career fair

bummer.

im getting lazier by the day.

the exams are drawing nearer each freakin day.

oh, gp's tmr.

bummer.

i've never used that word before: bummer.

lala.

anyway, i wasn't feeling well these days. havent's been eating well, either. im on a diet, mind you. i hate starving myself. but its for my own good. i guess. i really wanna row in the lightweight category. last weekend, i had 4 consecutive days of training. i lost about 3.5kg. when i stepped on the weighing scale, the feeling that swept through me was exhilarating. 3 to 4 more kg down and im there, babeh. im finally there. but not yet. almost. almost.

anyway, that was last weekend. after like 2 hours of rowing and 6.2km of jogging under the afternoon sun. so after 4 days of rest, cuz aisyah's such a lazy pig she doesnt feel like rowing giving stupid excuses like exams are here, i think last week's weight losing effort will be wasted. ergh. this is tough.

anyway, havent been blogging a lot lately. oh yes, i was not feeling well. i have the oddest infection i can ever imagine: lymph node infection. i heard that somewhere. ahh yes! biology. those mrs wong days. sigh. yea, there's this small lump near my left year, where the sideburn's supposed to be. ahhh! i donno what's that part called. but there's a lump there anyway. and another at the back of my ear. it hurts when i press them. i thot they're signs of mumps. and mumps are contaigous, i heard. so on monday, i skipped the last 2 periods of swim pe to visit the doctor. she was the one who told me i had lymph node infection. i was like nymph lode whatttt? her reply was, "its an organ in your body that is swelling." helpful, indeed. got some antibiotics to reduce the swelling and thankfully, the lump is smaller now. yay!

anyway, last weekend was quite exciting. on sat, i had training in the morning. after that i met amaria at city hall cuz we planned to visit the career fair together. i found the fair very helpful cuz im such a bummer. im 17 (going 18 soon!!) and i dont know what i wanna be and i donno where i wanna go. and amaria rocks la. im like utterly clueless about uni edu and all and she was way more useful than the fair!! haha. thanks, girl. =) anyway, yea. i was quite interested in the novation business school's advanced dip in sports management. but my brother said it wasnt recognized and all. but i wanna go nus, but...i dont know what course to take. told u im such a bummer. sigh.

oh btw, i had an offer from my rowing president to study in west virginia university. they're gonna pay for everything if i were to accept the offer but i have to row while im there. sounds like a good offer but firstly, i wasnt planning to go to west virginia. i wasnt even planning to go overseas! and secondly, my mum said no almost immediately when i told her about it. so, yea. sad. actually, i dont know. sigh. what do u think?

after that, we went to school to watch night of laughter. it was great. some of the sketches were not funny but some were really funny. yea, enjoyed myself. yay.

anyway, i better get going. the bells gonna ring any time soon. tomorrow's gp exam. i hope i can pass, at least. sigh. wish me luck :)

i wanna watch fd3, gubra, date movie, blah blah...im so movie-deprived!!! the last movie i watched was saw 2!! omg. aisyah's so sad.

lala.

mwahh to everyone!!!

aisyah =)