:) – (:

Amidst all the sadness and depressing moments I have cooped up inside of me, there’s still a tiny little sheer of brightness and hope.

It’s all because of a teaser for their new music video. The minute I came home from work, I immediately went to my room and went to the usual forum that I always go to and voila. Magic. So cute, so handsome and I can’t wait to see the whole damn thing.

I couldn’t stop having spastic reaction. I’ve not kidding when I say I couldn’t help myself but to laugh hysterically because I was so very happy.

I just wish this stupid feeling of dread, sadness and worry would bugger off. Just so that I could enjoy my happy moment. I’m just not a big fan of new beginnings, so I take a hell lot of time to adjust to fine tune myself to the situation. I’m just mentally unstable but when it’s the day itself, I’ll be totally fine, I’m always like that. I just think too much. I should stop worrying.

Feel better already. Be more open, look at the brighter side of life. I’ll make lots of new friends.

And bye-bye.

sick in the stomach

I feel so, so very depressed. I didn’t know my schedule for next week and the week after is that hectic till I listed it all down.

Starting from Sat: community service 9am-5pm

Sunday: back to religious class (argh)

Monday: back to school for career talk

Tuesday: FREE day

Wednesday: camp 1

Thursday: camp 1

Friday: camp 1

Saturday: camp 1

Sunday: religious class

Monday: camp 2

Tuesday: camp 2

Wednesday: camp 2

Camp 3 is in August. So I have yet to fill the pinch as of now. The rest of the activities are also in August. I really hate July & August.

Why does my life suck so much?

Why do I feel so overly depressed?

Why do I feel like killing myself?

Why on earth did I GOOGLE around just to find out about the potential things that I might be doing during camp 2? (The results of my googling: camp 2 – raft a boat then go rafting = DIE & make own tent = MAMPOS)

It does not help much that I’m working tomorrow. I feel so homesick even though I’m at home.

c & c

Whenever I’m feeling down, there’s always something to cheer me up.

How could I not like the five of you more than anything in the world? You’re always there to brighten up my life. You do a better job at cheering me up as compared to my own friends. Speaking of friends, give me a definition of friendship. Times like this, I am thankful that I do not depend on anyone but my one and only self. Friends are there only in good times but are always never around when in need.

I can’t wait for the third album and it’s only a few more days to go. In between all the excitement, I realized that I won’t be glued to my laptop on the very day because I won’t be home for four days. How disappointing.

Anyways, yesterday a funny thing happened. I was eating lunch with the rest of the colleagues in our designated school which unfortunately shall not be named. Hoho. Anyways, we were eating rather awkwardly because it was my first time with this group of people since I’m just a replacement and not with my usual group. We were talking about some stuffs when;

Sze Ting: Hey, we’re talking and stuff but I don’t know your name.

Me: Oh, it’s Aisya

Sze Ting: Hmm Aisya…? That sounds like a Malay name.

Me: LOL! It is a Malay name.

Sze Ting: *panic then burst into laughter* OMG! You’re Malay? I didn’t know! OMG. I’m so embarrassed.

Sze Ting then started to blame Gene, another friend who knows the entire race issue of me. Lame. A lot of people have mistaken me for a Chinese but I think this has got to be one of the funniest.

Then when we were done for the day, the group of us went out of the room with our bags when we saw two primary two boys. One was crying while the other was comforting the crying friend. So cute. Reminds me of my brother when he was younger and cuter. We asked why he was crying and before I knew it, the crying boy pulled my hand and brought me around to the canteen and court yard. *LOL.* apparently, another boy beat him up for no reason.

I was in shock because he pulled me and every primary two student in the canteen was looking at the both of us and my team leader for the day was following us around in total amazement. But then, this lady whom I believed is the school admin suddenly stopped us and wanted to know who am I to the boy? Am I his teacher or his parent? When I said none of the above she asked then why am I touching the boy because they do not allow for strangers to touch the children.

Hello, I’m not a pedophile. My leader and I explained that I was pulled around by the crying boy. She then scolded the boy for disturbing me then everything was in Chinese.

Now I shall get back to synching videos. Bye.

don’t care don’t care

My new ID.

That irritating Ibrahim from my agency keeps calling me to work to replace some stupid people who are just darn lazy to get up in the morning. Stop it already! Normally he’d call me via my mobile. But there’s this one time I switched it off because I knew he would call me in the morning like at 6am to replace some idiot. He left a voicemail asking me to return his call. But by the time I returned his call, it was already…10am. Heh. *I Don’t Care eh eh eh eh*. It’s a nice song. BRB with the music and the lyrics.

It’s about the guy making use of the girl (you know the usual like the boy doesn’t give his attention to her but instead throw it all on some other girls, cheating, blablabla. NICE!) And the girl saying I don’t care and don’t come back crying to her. Nice! This song went all the way to number 1 as soon as it was introduced to the WWK (whole wide Korea) and WWA (whole wide Aisya). Suitable for all kinds of females, seriously. I don’t lie.

Oops. I sidetracked too much. Anyways, since I always fail to pick up my phone (not my fault! I got other better things to do than to babysit my phone and wait all day and night for calls and text messages the whole day) he started calling my house! Argh!

I told my mother that if he calls to tell him I’m not home but at some school camp. I don’t care for money. Wait. Money is nice. Money makes the world go round. Heck, it makes my world twirl round and round. It makes me dizzy because I have money. But…laziness takes more precedence than money.

my style

I must be seriously bored rigid to update practically update everyday. Don’t complain. I am a very seasonal person. One moment I’m so into something and the next I’m not.

Oh yes, since I was bored and stuff, I added and deleted away some things from my blog. Spot the difference. If you can’t then….you’re stupid. I have this silly thing called twitter now (I made an account about a year ago but of course me, being me, I updated once and left it like that till a year later, which is now, so typical of me. The Korean way of saying it would be, “My style”. You’d be surprised at how many random accounts I made on different sites but MY STYLE is to actually make an account and leave it to rot.

Oh, oh, oh! This I must share. This morning, in the train, this young man; age maybe 23-36 he sat opposite me, reading a book. He placed his bag on the train floor between his legs. I looked at him because he reminded me of someone, Jason my ex-leader to be exact. Speaking of which, I hope my agency don’t call me up in the morning and ask me to do last minute replacement for the ez-link thingy. So not fun. And suddenly, he was rubbing his thighs and then it went up to his penis. No, he was squeezing it. Eh no, massaging it? I couldn’t believe my eyes. Was the book he was reading that exciting? HAHAHAHAHA.

Anyways, I was out for the whole day today at town. Oh man. You’re going to hear this from me quite frequently now. It’ll be “Hi, I’m at Orchard now.” “Hi I’m at The Cathay now.” My new school really has got one of the greatest locations on earth. In addition, I’ll also be sleeping at town soon. Hoho! Not for 1 day but for many, many days.

Sidetrack a bit. From now on, whenever I mention school, its SMU and not NYP, okay? I went to school (gosh, so weird) today to do matriculation stuff and attended a talk on how to use the library (LOL) and a career service talk. It’s mandatory for us students to do 80 hours of mandatory community service; else….you simply can’t graduate.

Because I wanted to clear it fast, there are some camps around (obviously community service related) I chose the Red Cross because it has the shortest days. Not true. On top of this Red Cross, there’s still the compulsory camp that all freshmen must attend. And then there’s my own faculty camp which is not compulsory but advisable to attend. So sad. It means, I won’t be home a lot next month. I’m trying to brainwash myself to feel better. Three camps; ironically, I promised myself at the beginning of June that I would only participate in ONE camp. The mess I’ve created for myself…..*sigh*

Do you know how much I hate socializing and being outdoors? I’d seriously be indoors and do things that do not require much energy. But that’s all going to change. You shall see a new side of Aisya in four years. I promise you this. Nonsense.

And also, I didn’t really take notice but I think about 5 people went up to me and asked me to join a Christian CCA. Siao. I was early as usual and sat at some place when this senior approached me and asked:

G: Hi, (introduced himself but he’s not an important person so I forgot his name naturally, MY STYLE.) would you like to join this CCA? *shove the paper to me*

Me: What’s this CCA?

G: Basically we meet up every Tuesday NIGHT and do stuff like learning more about Christian, reading the bible…

Me: And pray also right?

G: HAHAHAHA! Ya.

Me: But I’m not Christian. How?

G: Then you join but when we pray, you pray your own.

LOL.

Don’t know why I have so many things to type today. Finishing already. I decided to be a tourist and snap a photo of *don’t know the name of this building* near my school and then laugh at myself because I really do feel like a real tourist.

Ok done. Bye!