aysha

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

im still not okay. i saw the teeny weeny article in the papers today. A level students may collect their results on friday 2.30pm. i was expecting it. i knew it had to come someday.. but im still anxious anyway.

i might have subconsciously imprinted into my brain that my results wouldnt be up to expectations. maybe i did that to keep myself from being too disappointed. in case. or is there no in case?

a huge part of me has been all set to receive below average grades but theres still the other bit of me thats consoling the pessimistic me, "you'd probably get at least one A.." and then theres this nanomicroalmostinvisible part of me thats hoping "hey maybe my name might even get displayed on the board at the concourse!!" ok ya dreammm onn

suddenly every spare moment i have is spent recalling the torture days..

"sha lets go cycling!"
"aww u know i cant.. i need to study.."
"ur sucha nerd sha, all u ever do is study!"

eating waraphorns sweets that stuck onto the box after every sigma notation question, digging and digging with all my might to get the damn sweet out..

the many many times i went straight to parkway alone right after school on thursday to buy $2 McChicken and eat on the way to marine parade library so that i could mug while listening to nsync. and wait for the physics girls to come join me..

thousand millions of coffee packets i used to keep me awake in my room every night..

the crazy headache i had to endure for months, praying it wasnt a brain tumour!

all those breakdowns and tears and nerves and losing hope..

the way abah said no u cannot quit school and get married cause if your husband dies u'd be too stupid to go out and work to support yourself. (ok not in those exact words but still..)

i cant not get good results. i know i could have done muuuuch more. im not being like those dumass smartbrains who complain about 'aiya i sure wont do well one lor' and then get 4As, 2A1s and two S paper distinctions. i honestly know that i didnt put in every effort. but even though its not cause im lazy i just didnt have time (come on back me up girls) if i do badly, i do badly.

wow. i dont know if i could deal with that.

i really need to watch back to back friends again. ta

oh and hanisah, nice going with pe today. monkey forever! haha

-aysha

Friday, February 23, 2007

today i wore mama's $9.90 shoes to work. they're simple (and most importantly, reasonable) heels.. anyway i was late for my dental appt so i rushed out of the house and ran-or rather-tried to run up the overhead bridge to catch the bus. i took two steps at a time, praying i'd make it to the other side of the road in record time. (shut up hanisah) sadly, my damn right heel got caught on one of the steps and would not cooperate! since my left foot was already two steps higher than the right foot, the damned right heel fell off my foot. making me look extremely stupid. and wasting time so tt id miss the bus by 5 seconds. anyway the humiliating part was that there was an old uncle hobbling down the same flight of steps and when he saw the damned shoe episode, he said "ha ha" and i sooo heard him over the blast of tokyo drift from my mp3!

i think today fairuz deserves a whole blog entry about her..

a day in the live of fairuz..

once upon a time, fairuz meets her lovely girlfriends, aysha and hanisah, for lunch. she decides to bring them to a kedai mamak for nasi briyani. on her way there, she decides to stop at posb to drop her cheque. unfortunately, she has no clue as to what her bank account number is. so her lovely friends rescue her and help her find out her account number.

the three of them then continue their journey to the mamak shop. half an hour later, fairuz still has yet to find the myseterious shop. she cries happily "i spy mamak looking people there!" dragging her friends to her supposedly discovered shop. however, the girls found no shop and found out that they had been walking around in a huge circle.

flustered, they decide to have lunch at pizza hut instead. being cheapos, the three friends all buy student meals for $5.95 each. fai orders a super supreme, hanisah a beef lasagna and aysha a spicy fussili. while waiting for their food, they fill their soup bowls. fairuz declares that she does not fancy cream of chicken soup but aysha tells her to take a generous serving (to get her money's worth) and assures that she'd help finish the soup up should fai be unable to finish it up herself.

true enough, fai could not finish her soup. so she thrust her bowl towards aysha. "bleh, your soup dont have pepper. not nice," aysha declines. so fai brings her bowl to the soup place to put some pepper in her bowl. she returns with a bowl of clumpy peppered soup. when aysha's eyes widened at the sight of the large amount of pepper floating in her soup, fai defended herself "i didnt know how much pepper you'd want!"

a looooong time later, their food finally arrive. there was a glint in fai's eyes as she cut up her pizza and tried to move one slice from the pan to her plate. however, her slice of pizza plonks onto the table. "you did not see that!" fai says, mighty embarrassed. the girls take their time to eat, struggling to finish up their last few bites of rather large servings. when they finally finished, the pizza hut girl cleared their plates and left them to sip on their cokes.

fai announces "i think im not full yet" (after a WHOLE pizza all to herself)

while crossing the road back to the office, fai points out to an ang moh and exclaims "he looks soo american!!"

after work, the three friends meet up once again to go to geylang together. at the mrt station, hanisah decides to pay her handphone bill at a SAM machine. having never used a SAM machine before, both aysha and fairuz eagerly take turns to touch the 'buttons' on the screen for hanisah. the screen then displays "key in amount due" and hanisah says to fairuz "$94.92 fai" so fai keys in the numbers 9, 4, 9 and 2, resulting in hanisah having to pay $9492.00!

"ninety four DOT ninety twoooo!!" hanisah panics.

after fai's latest bimbo of the day moment, the three girls get on the train towards paya lebar. unfortunately, they had to stand through an excruciating train ride with a quote thousand million unquote human beings, intermittent violent bumps and one unexpected gush of fart.

finally, the girls arrive at paya lebar and then make their way to tanjong katong complex. not so surprisingly, fairuz insists that she simply must get the $1 popcorn. she was most likely hungry again by that time.

all three girls were in the mood for teh tarik, so they headed to haig road for teh and satay. hanisah elected fairuz as satay orderer and simply said "order for me 3 mutton" followed by aysha who said "i want 3 chicken". off fairuz went. she came back to chat with her friends over teh while waiting for their satay. eventually the satay uncle came with a plate of 16 satays. (yes, fai had 10 satays all to herself on top of the popcorn and her ENTIRE pizza hut pizza from lunch.)

after eating, the girls then went their separate ways home and lived happily ever after.

the end

how can anyone disagree that fai is greedifying? i love you faii=) *hugs*

-aysha

Thursday, February 22, 2007

i got my user id!!! now work is kinda cool. i get to email real taxpayers. wow. the powerrrr

me and hanisah are addicted to sudoku. its what the today newspapers are for.

kla im too lazy to blog actually, im damn sleepy. just one last thing. i believe fai is rather greedy and will get FAT.

i love you faiiii

-aysha

Friday, February 16, 2007

my computer kind of died for a while. but it came back to life after my daddy fiddled about with it. so yes, i got fired. the moment i came home that night i straightaway applied for a million other jobs online and applied for a hospital attachment. the next day i received a reply from SGH *beams* and a call from RecruitExpress. woahoo. im so good at getting job offers. heh heh.

anyhoos. i had to go for an interview with recruit express the following day. so i dragged mama along, thinking that we cud go girly shopping afterwards. as i got ready nx morning, a woman calls me on my handphone. "is this sharifah aishah?"

"yeah? this is her.. who is this calling?"

i instantly got a job with IRAS (thanks to fai!) without even having gone to a single interview! man im good. after having been fired, i got mixed emotions. i thought id feel so happy and liberated from office hell, but i was kind of disappointed and upset to get let go of after getting used to the place. then i got the call from IRAS, the sadness tripled and far outweighed the happiness.

but then again the prospect of having a new moneymaking source again (and so soon) got me excited. and i was even more excited to hear that hanisah got the exact same job! its like bestfriend land at work now=)

i started on monday and finished my first week at work today. lunchtime is so pleasant now that i get real company (instead of pretending to be busy smsing a friend by pressing my hp keypad and tryna act all busy). me and hanisah have learnt quite a lot too.

i mean, when u see boring articles on the newspaper about government and finances, do u actually understand the words u read? i actually know what it means when they say tt tax relief for CPF contribution has gone down from 20% of $5000x12 to $4500x12 as of 2006. or something like that.

i know what a Form IR8A is. and i know all about GCR and PTR and QCR. i know how to calculate tax relief for rental income. even for properties with furnishings and repairs and maintenance and stuff.

only thing is i dont have my own user id and password to enter IRAS system. yet. ha

-aysha

Monday, February 05, 2007

today was my first full day in the office day. the work wasnt so bad.. ive gotten used to it. im the servant. i get it. the awful part was lunch. i have no idea where i can eat at raffles, so i went to that same coffee shop hanis brought me to previously..

i felt ricey so i found this stall selling nasi goreng so i say "nasi goreng satu"

"nasi goreng dabis, yang. tinggal nasi putih je.."

"die bitch die. how can nasi goreng habis when u have nasi putih?! goreng it!!"

ok no i didnt say tt, i thought it. what i said was "bolehlah"

and i just randomly pointed at 2 of the 3 dishes they sold. gah. it tasted like crap. but i almost finished the whole plate anyway. hungry. oh speaking of which i must be blimping up. i think i made a new years resolution to do situps every day this year but i think the last time i did was probably napfa last year. ha.

anyway. after my sad lonely lunch i went back to the office of airconland. and my boss comes to me and says "sharifah? just to let you know, tmr will be ur last day working with us."

rmb how i was talking about bad karma? God is out to get me.

-aysha

Friday, February 02, 2007

today on my way to work i made an interesting observation. there was this uncle standing directly in front of me in the train, butt facing me. and well, it was as flat as a piece of cardboard. like completely contourless. he didnt have any remote hint of a butt cleavage. but then again, all men have no butt. im guessing its usually just an extension of the thigh more than a real butt.

but say a man with a real butt, like fleshy perky butt.. he'd look odd too. men arent supposed to have jelly butts. and those victims of jelly man butt syndrome should learn to buy trousers a size too big to hide their jelly butts. ok why am i ranting about butts.

i heard this suede song in the office tt i used to love. now i love it again. i miss my girlfriends.

-aysha

Thursday, February 01, 2007

howdeyy. ok for some reason ive got really really bad karma or something. nothing seems to be going my way. damn i thought id be deliriously happy the first half of this year, celebrating my (well deserved) break from school. nyeahh.

first of all when i started work, i hated it. but then after a week or so i decided hey im gonna be rich. so i was fine with it. until my boss decided that for the second half of the day i had to go to the office to help out with their admin duties. initially i thought neheeeheh soemthing new! this shall be fun=) so the following week i went to the office like i was told.

i was introduced to about half a million people (imagine the number of handshakes i had to endure) and my first task of the day: data entry. woooo. terribly exciting. *rolls eyes* next task: photocopyy! even better! i was given a whole file to photocopy, sheet by sheet. and when i said 'huhh? the whole file??' the lady who made me do the photocopying said "hee hee why? too little ah?' !!!!!! and there wasnt even a countertop for me to keep track of which ones have been copied and which ones havent. so i improvised, and dumped them on this other machine thing. then my boss came to check on me. and said "sharifah, blablablabla.." (insert gasp) "oh no, please dont put these documents here.." she points to my machine countertop. "this is actually a shredder."

i could have died of embarrassment at my utter stupidity.

so anyway the office people bully me with all the mundane chores they'd rather not do, thus developing my growing hate for the office. let me elaborate with an example. a few days ago, i came to the office all cheery and keeping a positive attitude to finish up my day. little did i know that i was going to be very. very angry an hour later.

first task as usual was the lame ass data entry (which ive learnt to deal with by kicking my shoes off, sitting cross-legged on my chair, blasting music from my mp3 -to block out the telesales officers who keep saying hi can i speak to mr tan is this a good time to speak to u just a short service call neeneeneeeneeneee noise noise noise - and have my trusty coffee by my computer) anyway, on that fateful day, i finished the data entry bit pretty fast so there was ample time for my colleagues to BOMBARD me with more arduous chores. yippee.

so. disaster chore number one: filing!! i was firstly introduced to Mount Paper. there mustve been at least 2000 sheets stacked up in wobbly piles and stashed into a box. and my task was to sort out all the papers chronologically, dated from jan 1st to dec 31st 2006. and to my complete disgust, the papers werent even sorted according to month! i didnt only have to sort, i also had to punch holes in every sheet AND file them up in those huge bio ring files and separate each date with a divider and then label the files. give me history lessons any time. id have more fun.

so anyway. filing is effing HORRIBLE. i was givn a lame ass hole puncher tt cant punch to save it from the trash can, the ominous Mount Paper added on to my misery (and somehow worsened the back ache i was suffering from), i was friggin bored, tired, hungry, thirsty AND my poor butt was begging for mercy from the thong from HELL. i wanted to cry.

and then.

i found out that i had to spend the whole day at the office frm nx wk onwards. my eyes almost popped out of my head and there was the this-cannot-be! sound effect in my head.

i really wanted to cry.

-aysha