hypertension

OKAAAYYYYY im back!

my life has been pretty exciting these past few days i swear if life goes on at this rate and intensity, by the end of the month, i'll get hypertension!!!
SERIOUSLY, i wish i could just s t o p t i m e !

ERGH.
okay, like in late june, we played human foosball! me and fifi were the ONLY girls in the whole competition! how exciting! we were quite good, i have to admit that. only that guys being guys, they cant take it if a team with girls can win them so some decided to play dirty, we got kicked, slammed, (iylia got hugged by monsters), i scored a goal okay!
izzat decided that we call ourselves Sugardaddies & Saltymommies! mouthfuuul of sugar and salt, i tell youu. rudy was a damn good keeper, i have to say. rudy boyyy.
yeah, there were 10 teams, Top 8 receive cash prizes. We dint manage to get into Top 8. One Goal Away. ERGGHHHHH.
but anyways, it was realllyyyy fun. (why do u like to draaaggg your words, aisyah?)
despite getting kicked by IYLIAAA!!! omg can u imagine a guy kicking ur ankle?! it was bruised for about a week. :(



aww, dont be so sad, guys. there's always next time. i still think we deserve to win tho.

and then, there was captain's Ball competition organized by the NUS MS. with 3 netball players, 1 golfer, 1 footballer, 1 rugger and 1 softball player, how can we possibly not win?!

cash prize: $200

number of players: 7

each player receives $28.50

each player pays $12 for registration

each player makes $16.

not bad. :)

and for a team that has never trained before, and a captain who looks like she's going to bed whenever she wears her track pants, CHAMPION TEAM, bebeh.

and then comes FOC (aka NUS malay camp). i was faci with rasheilla. we named our group CICAK cuz the theme of the camp was something about refugees and surviving. the story goes like this, refugees are like cicaks, there's so many of them, the government neglects them and sometimes kills them. similar to that of a cicak's life in our house, there's so many cicak we get annoyed by them sometimes we attempt to kill them but they usually will have ways to escape from us and thus, we are survivors, like cicaks.

and yes, that was utterly mengarut.

wait, and we stand for animal rights.

RIGHT.

rash, farah, me and dannylah.

me and rash :)

telekong pictures are the best. i just couldnt help it, sorry.

and hey, look at me kick drg the silat performance. bwahaha!

hello? BEST GROUP, pls. :) :) :)

and (phew finally) last week, we had a cicak gathering at mosi where we played babi and shaheen was crowned Hajjah Babi and we were so kecoh in that small little cafe i think we chased the other customers away, but anyways, congrats to shaheen!

and on sundayyy,

the monstarz had a mini reunion at fish & co. exciting-ness :D

we met HADYYYYY!!!!! *screams*

and my best friend's looking gorgeous that night.

then we chilled at Ben & Jerrys where aj blanja-ed us ice cream!

i love adib's attempt to pose like AJ.

ERGH. love them all.

and him, especially...


okay, enough of the jiwangnesss.
and last exciting event of the month was PBM's anugerah night. (exciting?)
we were supposed to be clad in ORIENTAL clothes. but oh well, we tried.
me, fil and fiz got turned down by 3 cabs on our way out.
very exciting.




okays, thats all i guess. i havent trained for the Run NUS. i havent trained for my rowing race in KL in bloody 2 weeks. im fat, i give lots of excuses and im broke.

exciting month? totally.

DIVA and you

STORIES OF LIFE

hahahaha.

MENGARUT.

ok,

story #01

one hot sunny day, a mat and minah jiwang decided to go to the beach.

they had so much work to do but they chose to lepak at the beach.

(warning: they are not your normal mat and minah. they are not jiwang. they are just pretending.)

(more warning: photos might be disturbing. they can be annoyingly slenger nak mampos. and ultra jiwang it might get u started on singing, "RINDUUUUUU RINDUUUU SERINDU RINDUNYAAAAAAAAA...")

then mat pilates and the minah yoga thought it would be cool to pose with the MAT they brought. (the mat stole his house carpet)


and i think they make postcard-picturesque pictures. dont u think so?

then they went to meet Charlie at his workplace which was so far away it felt like they had to travel to another island just to meet Charlie. they talked about business. (see i told u they were pretending to be a mat and minah. they have very important things to talk about and settle.)

moral of the story: dont judge a book by its cover.

a malay couple lepaking at sentosa might not be your typical mat and minah, well not most of the time.

story #02

one day,

a group of 5 girls met at boon lay mrt station at 7.30am.

for some it was their first time meeting each other.

aisyah knew everyone.

syafiqah knew 3 people.

meizhen and sha knew 2.

and haryati only knew me.

it was amazing how a group of girls who were almost strangers to each other, never trained together before, and hardly plays soccer come together to form a soccer team and got into the Top 8 of the Diva La Futbol Cup.

i think we're either lucky or just too good.

i think its the latter. :)

this was the results for our first round. we were bottom 3 (was it on purpose? hmmm) and went on to fight our way for the Diva La Cup.

We beat Nanyang Whoosh (a school team) through a penalty shootout where i was the keeper (SERIOUSLY) and meizhen and sha scored 2 and i saved 2. :) :) :)

then we got into the Top 8 and i let in a stupid goal. boo :(

but oh well, we went that far, and so close to the cup. i was telling fifi, we must get top 3 before we grow old(er) and cant play any more! InsyaAllah :)

and we are so garang tak jadi! muahahaha!

so when we lost we weren't sad at all considering the fact that we NEVER trained, got bullied when me and fifi played with the mats at the neighbourhood soccer courts, and just knew each other on that day itself. then, we played volleyball on a bouncing platform (aka BOSSABALL). it was daaaaaamn fun.


we simply couldnt stop bouncing!

and i think this was the best picture of the day.

anything can, huh? :D

then i went over to Bukit Batok CDANS Chalet where my sec3/4 class had a bbq. there was so much food, i called izzat and friends over for dinner.

and liyana and me got addicted to Wii. :D

<3

moral of the story: have fun before term starts.
dah.

LOVE you, especially the people in the photos above! :)

and welcome back, ama.
and shaheen, faster come back.

everyone's overseas.
when's my turn? :(

june emo

JUNE

is

annoying.

time annoys the shit out of you

fats suck the life out of you

leaving you breathless

even when youre not running

you complain

sitting there in front of the computer screen

on your big fat ass

giving excuses not to run

not to row

and you still complain

not doing anything about it

full of shit excuses

and you call yourself a rower

a runaholic

a disgrace

so shut up,

and train.

and YOU.

yes you,

you owe me sentosa pictures,

and a lepreachaun dance.

AC perbayu drama turned out to be a freak show

so does my pictures.

im a good photographer,

and a bad liar.

i miss(ed) you.

...

then after almost 6 months of break from rowing, i grew fat.

and i coached a potential youth olympian.

and i had to coach myself.

trng makes us hungry.

and we lived on maggi.

but we're still happy.

and meet ups with the girls have always been superb.

okay girls, one day we'll go on a plane together. no more pretending.

InsyaAllah.

and woodlands almost flooded cuz i watched PS I LOVE YOU again.

our week's almost over. :(

and i have soccer tomorrow.

wish me luck (that my toenail doesnt get ripped off again).

love

DAVID COOK IS HOT.

and so is this guy.

who beat me in badminton :(

I am so emo these days.

ive been hanging around with too many male seahorses (and unicorns).

i cannot stand myself,

so i sit down.

thus, my ass is growing, if u havent noticed.

oh wow, a revelation.

anyway, i found this an interesting read. u have to check it out.

http://womensinfidelity.com/divorce.html

oh and exams are over.

finally, huh?

holiday, anyone?