bangla!

SO freaking CUTE.

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

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

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

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

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

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

burger ramly is like ariel from peter pan.

both are HOT STUFF.

i like.

oh and so is the ayam penyet at lucky plaza.

no wonder the flabs are still lingering around.

anyhoo.

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

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

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

i wish they will just leave me alone.

:(

i dont wanna think about it.

and these days, u just cant trust anyone.

sigh.

and its only january.

inno

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

camphO!

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

AISYAH IS OFFICIALLY EMPLOYED.

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

working

school uniforms office clothes

classmates (so much) older colleagues

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

recess with friends lunch alone

please, stop the clocks.

im not ready yet.

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

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

"failing to prepare is preparing to fail."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

why do things u never liked?

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

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

i wonder what they find in me.

then aisyah can work as a camp instructor.

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

my sore throat's getting worse.

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

uhh.

we ate at figs and olive.

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

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

rowing training officially starts on wednesday.

next camp begins on the same day.

he said i should do what i love the most,

but that is to be with him.

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

and i hate growing up.

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

work!

first day of work at my dad's office was best. they had a christmas party and i was invited. i had a door gift. they played games which i won one of the rounds. they had a lucky draw which i won one of the prizes. and they had gooooood food. and my dad's colleagues were so nice they gave me a box of christmas log cake. yummy. i went home with alot of stuff. im happy. but work was boring tho. i was given 3048 lists to complete but i managed to finish only 2139, which was actually unexpectedly amazing for someone who hasnt touched excel since the esther ows days back in bp. and i dont miss esther ow and stupid redundant computer classes. but merry christmas to her anyway. and yes. i know next week's work wont be as nice cuz christmas only comes once a year but okay. lets just get the job done and get paid.
i had camp a few days before that. the camp instructor job ive been dying for. i was supposed to attend the 5 days camp but i managed to go only for 2 days and im very sure hans, the boss, isnt very happy so im so dead meat but please hans, dont kill me now cuz i dont want to die fat. let me lose these babbats around my waists and thighs first and then u can kill me. and yes, im fat. i went for this stupid fat test which i think was some stupid hoax cuz i dont think my body fat percentage could be that high and they weighed me and its like 3 kg more than usual. so they're just trying to sell what they sell which is this stupid nutrition shake and sorry guys i dont believe in nutrition shakes cuz im a lazy ass and the only way i can lose weight is to row and run. not drink some nutrition shake and lose weight and btw im too broke to even top up my ticket. so ur 300 dollars nutrition shake is just not for me and thanks for taking your time to explain to me that im fat. now everyone knows that im actually fat.
but the camp at orchid country club was good. i had fun. i get to mingle around with filthy rich kindergarten kids. some of them were really adorable tempts u to kidnap them. but theres a handful of them who were so bloody pampered they get on your nerves, jump around and break them. but overall i had fun even tho it was only 2 days. i wish i had went for more tho. the first day which was a tuesday the day singapore experienced the 24 hr rain. stupid rain. i was sitting at the back of the pick up truck with naomi and we got so wet under the rain. i fell sick the next day. thanks, rain. and speaking about rain, i cant get that rain song out of my head which goes something like, "rain is coming tru the rooftop." and his stupid music video. and i hear it and i see him wherever i go and he's not even cute, please.
then there was the outing with 402 on the same day of that stupid rainy day. they cancelled the bbq so we slacked at vlee's condo. food was little but good. thanks girls for cooking for us. hahaha. u dont expect me to cook, do you? then vlee took over and did the rest of the cooking, while we watched saw 3. i had the urge to tell everyone the story but i refrained myself from getting kicked out of the room. haha. i love my friends. lets have another outing. melvin, do your job. :)
talking about outings. im supposed to plan the 203 outing but i just cant find the time. sorry guys. i'll trrry okay. trying.
so next week's gonna be pretty short. christmas party on monday with mommy, habibosaurus and sayang. tuesday's work. wednesday's gonna be the camp im so looking forward to. and the rest of the days gonna be work work work. work like a log. log cakes. haha. i havent used up my amore spa and class vouchers. i havent visited the dentist for ages. saturday- soccer and bbq. sigh. then 2006 will be over. and tada, its the new year and u start writing these new year resolutions u never look back into throughout the year. maybe u do but its just me. i dont. i look back once in a while and laugh. like last year i wished that i would lose weight this year and no i havent. sad thing. and i havent written my reflections too. my mirror is kinda piled up with dust. im such a lazy asshole. and im allergic to dust anyway. so i cant reflect right now. i'll find time and reflect okay. but i dont wanna reflect myself cuz i dont wanna see my eyebrows. they're different, in size and shape. itchy hands. dont ever pluck your own eyebrows. dont say aisyah didnt warn you. and yup. thats it i guess.
and if ure reading this and u suddenly miss me, i miss you too.

merry christmas.

go see lights at orchard with ur daddy, dear. :)

kl.

Create Your Own


KL is only exciting when u have the fulus. money bebeh. no money no shopping. so yes, the 3 days 2 nights trip to KL was more of a relaxing holiday rather than a shopping holiday. thats what i told myself tho. (stuooopid prom, waste of money!)

WHACK my kuku head.

the tour package brought us to strictly massive shopping places like genting and petaling street and please oh please KLCC! and the chocolate boutique. i love the durian chocolates! but in the end we bought a box of tiramisu dark chocs and 2 tins of assorted chocolates which didnt quite manage to make it to singapore bcuz by then they were already in my tummy. yes friends, the tummy. the great malaysian sale was just madness. but thats just too bad. who told me to spend so much on stupid prom. it wasnt that bad lah but still. alah.
well i did had fun lah. family outing. haha.
we spent 3 hrs at genting and that was so not enough cuz it was a sunday and the theme park was bloody packed and we already bought the RM30 tickets (each!) for both outdoor and indoor ride. so we decided to take the craziest outdoor ride which was this:

it was quite disappointing cuz the queue itself took us 1hr. they should have special priveileges for singaporeans or tourists or sort cuz these malaysian can always visit genting anytime they want wat. and the best thing is, the ride itself wasnt even a minute. okay, going up took about 15seconds, the wait up there was 12seconds and the first drop took 5 secs the second and consequent drops about 3 secs so total time was approximately 40 seconds?

but okay i had to admit it was good. when the thing was lifted up, i knew there was no turning back la. i was shivering like crazy. the first drop was the craziest! from land u thought that 5 seconds is short but when i was up there, 5 seconds seems like forever i swear. it was so scary i couldnt scream. crazy. but exciting. it wasnt worth the RM30 cuz it was the only thrill ride we took but okay, in life we gotta move on.
the best food we ate was at the pasar malam. roti john, kebab, serondeng, alot lah. i like. and of course, hotel breakfast, no doubt.
oh and yeah, hussein saabban the suria comedian was in our tour group which was quite exciting cuz he's damn funny. surprisingly i didnt take any pictures of him. hmmm.

okay yay. kl done and over with. he said over and done with. then i realised, YES, its over and done with. like the stupid ronald mcdonald before you cross the road song, "look right look left look right again." or was it, "look left look right look left again"?
i rowed today. but i wasnt too happy. cuz all my fitness has dropped to zero and its back to square one. painful to think about it.

really. :(

alrighty. my back's aching and my nose is itching. i desperately need a job.

i dont like to grow old.

asian games

i have a dream.

one day im gonna clinch the gold for singapore in rowing.

they say u should never be afraid to dream.

Tao Li's one happy 16 year old.

im proud of her, i really am.

and to elsie, my senior rower,

who worked her ass off for the games,

im proud of her too,

even tho she brings home no medal.

sometimes its not about winning,

but about taking part.

rowing's not an easy sport.

but nothing is impossible.

and dreams do come true.

PROM!

prom was exciting but my mum was furious.
cuz i spent a litttttle too much. little bit. just like a few hundred too much. hahaha. forget it. we forgive and forget. okay. haha. sorry mummy. when i get a job, i'll give u all my money. haha. im a terrible daughter, i swear.
anyway, yes, so prom was good. prom was like mass photo taking day. no one really bothered about the performances and the lucky draw (i was so on about the lucky draw lah but as usual i'll didnt win anything). ritz was gorgeous, but i prefer fullerton tho. and please, oh please, the food sucks. i dont know why we had to pay $90 for that kind of food. (yes, to all other people from other jcs out there, we paid $90! so stop complaining!) id rather pay $90 to al-ameen to serve my dinner. my table was muslim food for super obvious reasons. and they served like little little dishes to us one by one, like minute dishes, like really tiny plates. and they had to serve seafood cuz they know i hate seafood and they just had to cuz its like if its muslim, it has to be seafood, like muslim food = seafood, muslim = sea. like that. grar. i attempted to eat the prawns and i dont like them. i didnt touch the fish sambal, and half of my seafood fried noodles was filled with prawns. and yes, if u havent got the point yet, I DESPISE SEAFOOD. yuck. so yes its my fault that i dont like seafood and im complaining abt the food but it seems that im not alone to agree abt the bad bad BAD food but okay so the desert was nice but THATS IT? like i can put the whole piece of strawberry pudding into my mouth. THATS IT?
grar. food was so so disappointing.
but lets get on shall we?
yes. i did my hair and make up at lucky plaza. my friend couldnt make it last minute so i had to spend on hair and make up and i looked like hantu that day. my face was 24596038 times whiter than usual. i could have promoted ginvera's whitening lotion on that day or something and ppl will surely buy. i like my hair tho. wee. curly wurly. then the make up artist said i looked like ning baizura, which reminded me of a really funny incident at marsiling mrt quite some time ago when a mat said i looked like ning baizura and was wooing me and yes, i ignored him. and surprisingly, khairul said i looked like ning too. ning-geling-geling. nyahaha. i think i look white, thats all. white and gigantic. hello. my shoes were 3 inch high lah please. i adore them. :)
so, yes. i waited for zakiah and her cab cuz it was raining like horses and cows. zak was wearing shades and a jacket cuz she had to travel by public transport. haha. this was the first picture i took on that day!

okay. so i have a thing going on with my body guard. haha.

when we got there, the lobby was packed! i was kinda nervous. dont know why. haha. silly. then everyone looked so pretty and hot, the photo taking began and didnt end right till the end. haha. many didnt recognize me cuz the make up was like 2 cm thick. haha. and yes, i forgot to remove my retainers until deb was like, "aisyah! why u still wearing ur retainers?" righto.
it was exciting cuz u get to take pictures with random people like that guy who u thought was cute but u never talked to before, or that school hunk, or the sportsboy of the year, or mr flirtatious! anyone lahhh. hahaha. more pics! more pics! oh and im sorry im plain lazy to crop them so yea, ENJOY!

suria celebs attending the pesta perdana. haha! - tetiey. zakiah. khairul.

esther.

the very adorable see yun :)

andrea was wearing 6 inch platforms, please. or was it 9 inch?

hazri and i love his white blazer.

hafiz hanafia.

arina. she looked gorgeous that night. :)

bonnie. who saved my life after my cam decided not to work.

my beautiful classmates- deb. pj. christelle. ethel.
sorry i look like a giant. :(

quincy. national golfer. hot stuff i tell you :)

rox and sam- more beautiful classmates of mine.

handsome hashim.


pearlly.
and look at bonnie in the background! hehe.

oh i had the same trouble too. tug here tug there. sorry lah my boobs are like tiny. haha. and i still have more pictures but i havent got them with me yet.
so, after prom there was the after prom party at dxo but i didnt go cuz my mum didnt allow me. so i went to cineleisure instead to watch Happy Feet and yes, ppl were staring at maybe cuz i look like a hantu and it was 12 midnight. haha.
yayness. seniors night -down and over with.
and i heard adeel was prom king for Innova and yuhao for Anderson! wah! my friends! im so lucky to be their friends! wah!! (eh hello? can u spare me the limelight?) hahaha. im so proud of them! weeee...
now im desperately seeking for a job cuz i need to return money to my brother who spared some cash for my dress, and to pay my bills and to give my mum. shittos. i dint thought finding a job will be THIS hard. when u've got a lobang, dont be selfish, share it with me, dont cover it up okay. haha.
and i wanna go ESCAPE just because its $6. weeee.

now im back to the brownish aisyah. no more whitening lotion. :)

pgl

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.