“Life as it is”
Damn right true
Tuesday, September 11, 2012 || 1:05 AM
A happy working environment is when everyone works together and respects each other. Not by treating people like they're your dogs, you dogs!
Decided not to quit my part-time job (cause I neeeeeed the money) and work strictly after 3pm. More and more people not respecting each other, and I can't tolerate this fucked up crap no more.
And hi, I haven't been happy recently. Urgh
Labels: angry, rants, short, work
Keep calm & listen to music, damn it.
Saturday, September 1, 2012 || 3:23 AM
I'm so pissed right now, yet I'm trying to keep my cool towards the source of this extreme anger.
I'm all "Nah it's okay. Nevermind", but in my heart, I'm calling you a dog.
Patience, Aisyah, patience.
Rantz
Tuesday, March 8, 2011 || 3:42 PM
I'm super pissed with my teachers. If I actually got some money, I would have sued them -_- for lying and not putting in any effort even though it's just for two students - Audrey & I. Yeah, I shoulda told them earlier, or at least asked, but I did what, and what I got? "I don't know". Hello, so what, my Sem 1 is empty?! I don't mind lah, I can work and enjoy life, but I, too, want to get it over and done with :/ I'm just upset they are not putting in any effort to help us kids. Le sigh, time to wait for results only lor. This sem empty also no problem - can take Class 3.
People who say Le Sigh.
Labels: angry, not really haha, rants, school
Bukan hanya sementara, tetapi buat selama-lamanya. H
Tuesday, June 29, 2010 || 12:20 AM
I know I'm not as bright as them, but at least I'm trying
It's not as if I totally neglect my responsibilities. I can't even prove it. Big eff.
Maybe last time was a tad disappointing, but I'm no longer like that.
I can't wait to graduate, and tho I have to take my SIP after their 3.2, I'm not going to give up that easy.
I'm not that kind of person anymore. I'm studying real smart now, y'know!
I'm proud of myself, and I'm not ashamed to say that. FOR THE WIN!
I'm listening to Jab We Met songs, on playlist. Awesome. Hindi and Arab songs can make me so in love with, love! And speaking of love, would you like to get more personal with me? Hahahaha whatever I meant eh. I understand now, what my aunt meant by "working life r/s will be different. The world just seems so much bigger, too" Funny, he hasn't even surrendered his I/C yet, and he's working as a part-timer. Yep, not full-timer! Full shift almost everyday now, and the last time I saw him was sooooo long ago.
Which is last night. Kidding about the 'soooo long ago' part. Not funny.
So anyway, our endless meetings have become those short sms-es that's sent only during rare free period & after work. Ya Allah, I would like to grow old faster, and then when I'm 22 and he's 24, make us stay at that age for a while okay? Yes, growing old is mandatory, but growing up, no need lah. I love being a spoilt brat in dilemma.
Goodnight.
This song is beautiful, by the way :)
Labels: angry, Love stories, rants, school
Most unlucky day, ever
Thursday, February 11, 2010 || 1:16 AM
And long hand on the clock points at no. 12. So does the short hand.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking, Short Hand?"
"I think I am, Long hand. It's...."
MY WORST DAY OF 2010. Ok not the worst, but definitely the MOST UNLUCKY DAY OF 2010!
- Two cars got into an accident, and it happened when I was riding right beside them. There was a jam in front, and I admit that I was shocked to see the jam, cause it's like, downhill kind? Yeah, but bike is easy to handle so when I slowed down (I was at Lane 2), I heard a 'thudddddd' sound. Turned my head and saw the 2nd car hitting the back of the 1st car (1st lane). I was shocked, but life has to move on. I don't know whatever that happened after that. I saw the dents and everything like, for a split second. Uh heart pain! And thank God nothing happened to me, cause everyone in front stopped out of a sudden.
- I dropped the bike, at the carpark again. Fucking carpark sia, not on the road! If I riding my bike and fell, OKAY at least understandable. But like double-u-tee-eff at carpark. Then I called home and asked Dad to go down and help. Serious sia, heart pain okay! Scratches, I don't mind, cause can put sticker. Dents? Ah fuck lah, no heart to see my bike tomorrow morning. I didn't even say sorry to Aarav yknow. I'm not a responsible mother!!!! And Singaporeans suck. No one helped me. That one motorist and that one driver, you all will have bad karma!
- And it was so funny cause Harindra was in his Lala land, but still I texted him, cursing fuck like, everywhere. Where was he when I need him? Oh right, sleeping like a little piglet. Haha
Message 1: I fucking drop my back. Fuck i dotmt wanna ride back anymore. Cibai fuck ah
Message 2: Fuck I hate my fucking life...
Then I texted Syikin.I mean, what the hell is BACK? Bike lah! And and, uhh annoyed.
I'm still annoyed actually, but kind of amused too at the same time.
&this post is not in proper english, but I don't care cause I'm annoyed. Word. Peace <3