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Aini)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/Fidolasky" /><feedburner:info uri="fidolasky" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-4611435097994564417</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Feb 2010 15:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-21T23:28:19.609+08:00</atom:updated><title>Can't Believe It</title><description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;hat he is a social activist. I recognized that voice very well even without looking at his face. I listened again as he called for the a couple of times. Yes, it's really him. He was everyone's favorite English teacher, the girls used to have a crush on him, the counselor, got a thing for drama and even Madonna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I think I'll got myself checked another time... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-4611435097994564417?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/7HXcU5ESFeQ/cant-believe-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2010/02/cant-believe-it.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-2747894774507083330</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 11:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-15T20:29:24.837+08:00</atom:updated><title>Interracial Love Part 2</title><description>On my last post on interracial love, some of them are kinda crap especially the one on the comment part because I told you I haven't read all of the comments in &lt;a href="http://www.sha.tc/malays-melayu/malays-dating-chinese"&gt;Sha's Blog&lt;/a&gt;. So today I took some time to read all the comments. I am so DUMBFOUNDED by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jonathan Dupree&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;'s comment. I feel like a splint of glass just stab into my heart when I read his comment. Not that I was offended by his comment but what he said in the comment is so FUCKING TRUE and that is the REALITY! A BIG salute to him. Even I am guilty myself for not committing/practicing enough for my religion. I am not 100% true Muslim myself. What's the use of forcing yourself? I will rather commit/practice to my religion willingly without forcing myself just because someone told me so. Tell me which one is better?  What I realize is that we will always have issues on religion especially and cultures when it comes to interracial, no matter how hard you try to avoid it. Race and religion is a very sensitive issues here. I am afraid we will end up in circles in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-2747894774507083330?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/hrUxmCpeMfk/interracial-love-part-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2009/12/interracial-love-part-2.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-3310671680020954112</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 16:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-15T01:43:18.999+08:00</atom:updated><title>Interracial Love</title><description>Haven't updating my blog for quite some time.. Been very busy once school starts..&lt;div&gt;So here I go...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's topic is about Interracial Love.. Very interesting topic and even did some research(Nothing better to do)..I realized not many locals blog about this topic online but I did find one that caught my interest and I am gonna share it with you guys. There's this blog post by a guy named Sha and yes he's from our own Lion City. So I decided to mention his post on  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(140, 0, 0); font-family:Arial;font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sha.tc/malays-melayu/malays-dating-chinese"&gt;Malays Guys Prefer To Date Chinese Girls&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;in my blog. (Click on the link) Better read all the funny comments (especially) on his post. I haven't read them all yet, just read some of the comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It can get very controversial based on religion issues if you read further..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I am going to comment on his post, this is what I am going to say. It will be something like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The &lt;i&gt;Educated&lt;/i&gt; ones (not the typical mat) don't even take a good look at me because obviously if there's a Minah standing beside me, they will look at the Minah rather than me and I will never stand a chance anymore, the Minah will always win. They are more jambu than me seriously even the underaged ones (Don't believe me? Really this is a Fact). Maybe Minah got the Hey-Mat-Look-At-Me charm blah blah blah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then for those who said to look at NTU/NUS.. Where the HELL are you guys?? I have been wondering the North/South Spine of my school, I can only spot a FEW!! and try to make some eye contact and maybe smile a little bit at these rare ones... And I am talking about the Local ones, those from the neighbour countries, ok lah can also be in my list of boys.. No need to say if there's any from my computer engineering course lah, they can be counted by your fingers. If exists also, either taken or &lt;i&gt;this semester you see him, next semester you don't see him anymore&lt;/i&gt; haha (Just Joking, no offence) I'll end up liking the Kazakhstan, Caucasians, Chinese, Indians you name it.. So don't stare at me or be surprised if an Indian or Chinese or whoever make me fall for them.. Always have the thinking (Don't worry you'll find one (Malay Boyfriend))... Blah Blah Blah the list can go on and on and on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-3310671680020954112?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/dyMGG9k_r64/interracial-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2009/12/interracial-love.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-8026988949501649559</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2009 17:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-22T02:08:05.080+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Downfall</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I can feel myself falling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;falling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;falling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm falling down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;into the dark black hole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;falling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;falling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I'm still falling &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;feels like it's an endless hole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Supposing you have tried and failed again. You may have a fresh start any moment you choose, for this thing that we call "Failure" is not&lt;b&gt; falling down&lt;/b&gt;, but the staying down.   --&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mary Pickford&lt;/i&gt; (Canadian born American Actress called America's Sweetheart during the silent-film era. 1893-1979)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Should I stay down and have a fresh start?? But if I do, I have to start planning what am I REALLY going to do?? Why is it SO HARD to make a bloody decision?? Because the decision you had decided will end up into consideration. Then you'll start to think twice about it and you'll end up back to square one!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's all about DECISION,DECISION and DECISION! Whether you make the right or wrong decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The passion that I used to have is long dead and gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Life is FUCKED up!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-8026988949501649559?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/aH35NaOoNpI/downfall.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2009/10/downfall.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-1854884554920674299</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 18:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-12T03:17:02.513+08:00</atom:updated><title>Top Students Cry Over PSLE</title><description>Despite the wee hours, decided to blog about the news that I just read online. About Kiddos crying or complaining to their Mummy about the Maths PSLE and was unexpected it to get harder and harder. Boo Hoo Hoo!!! Oh Come On get a LIFE! Don't blame MOE for setting the paper harder. TYPICAL Singapore parents!! You know why because for this year PSLE calculators can be used for paper 2. HAHA... You think what easy come and go ah? Your wish ah! It's like what you guys are just Primary Six!! Just move on to the next paper can? It's just one BLOODY paper. I ask them do Engineering Maths I paper in NTU, then maybe they can see who is more fucked up. We screwed up our paper, we never complain until come out in the news right. At most we complain and blamed the Foreigners for making our life so difficult that's all. I know alright there's a big difference between A+ and A. You guys had been studying hard for 2 months to go to your favorite school that you chose, I know how it feels like. The thing is you Kiddos got 2 MONTHS to study and WE Computer Engineering NTU students not even a 2 months just say plenty of time to rest plus all those never-ending lab assignments/projects equal to &lt;i&gt;night less&lt;/i&gt; sleep, we will end up studying in the last 2 week/1 week before exams again equal to night less sleep. Not mentioning the depression/suicidal emotions we're having. You KIDDOS got what to handle? No lab assignments/projects/report to handle. So stop whining and complaining lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-1854884554920674299?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/NA3TGAeVXgU/top-students-cry-over-psle.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2009/10/top-students-cry-over-psle.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-3011632806832127339</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Sep 2009 17:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-28T01:47:12.488+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>- School recess week starting tomorrow.. No break for me because I got lab works to do during those week..&lt;br /&gt;- Gotta figure out my database thingy for Software Engineering.&lt;br /&gt;- Too caught up with work work work, I almost forgot the coming week is recess week until my friend mentioned it last week. WTF!&lt;br /&gt;-Panda-eyed for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-3011632806832127339?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/_DLPwIOCI9c/school-recess-week-starting-tomorrow.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2009/09/school-recess-week-starting-tomorrow.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-4097996908289787673</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2009 06:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-31T15:02:25.178+08:00</atom:updated><title>My Saturday Life.</title><description>-Sorry for not updating my blog all this while because I am either lazy or can't be bothered to update or I got nothing interesting updates to share with you guys. I had been Tweeting a lot nowadays. Now I decided to update my blog after receiving a complaint from a good friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;- Went to NYP DECC Alumni Gathering 2009. &lt;br /&gt;- In the evening, met up with Andersonian mates, we're breaking fast at Swensons in birthday celebration of all the August Babies. &lt;br /&gt;-After that went to BayBeats at Esplanade with Sha's friends: Yasin,Iman,Din and Khai.&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time and I supposedly to be back home early that night but the Rebellious Me decided to stay for StarBucks because it's like I was giving my support to one of the guys who wanted a girl's number at the counter. It's very interesting to see how the guys flirt and asking a girl's number you know that sort of stuff.. &lt;br /&gt;- So all of us were like relationship adviser like that giving him advice while he was being pressurized by all of us.&lt;br /&gt;-In the end he REALLY got her number.&lt;br /&gt;-Lastly had to go be back home because of my mum worrying about me not getting the last bus blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;-Reached home at around one plus in the morning , got nagged from my mum.. Never slept for the next few hours doing a little bit of school work and to "sahur" for fasting on the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Will be uploading some photos once I bug those who have the photos in their hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-4097996908289787673?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/YkUHLrUTgPY/my-saturday-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-saturday-life.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-8313579679728079646</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Jul 2009 15:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-19T00:33:31.624+08:00</atom:updated><title>Half-Blood Prince</title><description>Watched Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince(HPHBP) with my cousin Ayu. It's been a long time since we watched a movie. The movie is superb even though my cousin found the movie a little crap. Having religiously follow the book,I understand what's going on in the story and it is less confusing. I cried somewhere at the end of the movie. As I watched HPHBP,I tend to like Draco(&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tom Fenton&lt;/span&gt;).It's not that I don't like Harry but Draco's dark character really turns me on baby ^_^. Suddenly I like some of the dark characters in the movie and I even like Professor Snape(&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Alan Rickman&lt;/span&gt;) hehe.It's just something about the potion master. Maybe I am gonna watch HPHBP again if my friend want to watch next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align='center'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/LLaULEfUqijBx7IDKXGE7w?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_aqbSrzfC_1AE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SmHuq6z6rVI/AAAAAAAAA58/-XIPkMCKD9U/s288/tom_felton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Who says Bad Boy are not dreamy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align='center'&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/n8AoR-bYc5LtqKQExIEGfQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_aqbSrzfC_1AE&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SmHurKqKwII/AAAAAAAAA6A/qFt7KvMByec/s288/snape.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor Severus Snape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-8313579679728079646?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/nMpzdO1JvNg/half-blood-prince.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SmHuq6z6rVI/AAAAAAAAA58/-XIPkMCKD9U/s72-c/tom_felton.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2009/07/half-blood-prince.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-1626412820797865249</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2009 15:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-26T23:16:48.222+08:00</atom:updated><title>We had lost another Legend.</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SkTkxZPdC7I/AAAAAAAAA2I/E70vYxlVKE4/s1600-h/michael_jackson-one_more_chance_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SkTkxZPdC7I/AAAAAAAAA2I/E70vYxlVKE4/s320/michael_jackson-one_more_chance_s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351653794463419314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King of Pop is gone. No one can ever be like him. Michael Jackson will always be the King of Pop. He will be dearly missed and lots of Love from Singapore. Rest in peace MJ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-1626412820797865249?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/QcJXxUZqa0A/we-had-lost-another-legend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SkTkxZPdC7I/AAAAAAAAA2I/E70vYxlVKE4/s72-c/michael_jackson-one_more_chance_s.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-had-lost-another-legend.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-1319826709158409850</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 16:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-11T00:57:12.963+08:00</atom:updated><title>What A Day!</title><description>Today's my second day working as a Health Care Assistant. Making some friends and meeting interesting people... Just now at woodland checkpoint,I was stationed at the motorcycle lane doing the Temperature Screening of the motorcyclist. You know how tight the custom check at checkpoint sometimes... I pitied this mak cik. She and her son just went back from Larkin Market,Johor. She had bought some groceries. That afternoon was not her luck. There's one inspector with high rank lah, he went to check his son's bike and found out she had bought beef pizza in and it's not just one piece but TWO pieces. He confiscated them. When I saw that, in my heart "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ALAMAK!&lt;/span&gt; Why this mak cik bought beef pizza??!" You can't even buy/bring processed food with beef/chicken in. Not only that she looked very tired and worried too. She told me her Baratu Barakah (traditional medical pills/jamu) also kena confiscated. Dah her son had to be brought in to the office. So I asked her to take my seat and have a seat. [There's a seat for us when we were doing our screening.] While waiting for her son, I chatted with Mak Cik. I advised her next time not to buy the pizza/Burger Ramly or any poultry products at Larkin Market because you can't bring them in to Singapore. Pity the poor mak cik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, not so happening lah but I met Yin' Yin' from K-nite(she appeared in this Malay comedy show). How is she related with Jack Neo? Is she Jack Neo's cousin or what? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Someone Please tell me&lt;/span&gt;.. Never mind then while I was doing my work she looked at me like I was a Freak of some kind. I know lah I am already wearing a mask, No need to look at me until like that right? Aiyo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-1319826709158409850?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/_yCsZwDUdng/what-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-day.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-732428721476713237</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 May 2009 04:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-18T13:12:14.405+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Freedom to Love</title><description>On Saturday, I really went down to Hong Lim Park to be part of &lt;a href ="http://pinkdotsg.blogspot.com/"&gt;PinkDot&lt;/a&gt; event. There were so many beautiful people taking part and performances of different cultures. Had a wonderful time. I thought I was the only solo there. There were these two ladies who also came there on their own. I even saw a couple of Andersonians and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Guess who&lt;/span&gt; I met there? I met my ex-English teacher!! Wow! I dunno he's now becoming a principle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some pictures of the event.. You can view them from my flickr =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-732428721476713237?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/2JelTdlg3MQ/freedom-to-love_18.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2009/05/freedom-to-love_18.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-1528538467667499142</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 15:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-08T00:44:03.888+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Freedom To Love</title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My dear brothers and sisters!&lt;/span&gt; Come down to Hong Lim Park (the Speakers' Corner!) this &lt;span style="background-color:#F660AB;"&gt;May 16&lt;/span&gt; and pledge your support for &lt;a href="http://pinkdotsg.blogspot.com/"&gt;PINKDOT.SG&lt;/a&gt; as we celebrate diversity and equality together with our GLBT communities and other Singaporean families and friends here! It doesn't matter if you are Straight,Queer,Drag Queen,Buggers or anything because your sexuality doesn't really matter here for as long as you believe in the freedom to love. Come and join with us, together we'll spread our love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Venue:&lt;/span&gt; The field at Hong Lim Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Date &amp; Time:&lt;/span&gt; May 16 (Sat), 4.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What to wear:&lt;/span&gt; Pink (caps, hats, glasses, sunglasses and accessories are recommended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What to bring:&lt;/span&gt; Anyone who supports the freedom of LGBT Singaporeans to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What to expect:&lt;/span&gt; Pink umbrellas will be provided with a donation; the human pink dot will be formed by around 5pm and a photograph will be taken from a vantage point nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS CLIP IS A MUST WATCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hDdoT7opmrg&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hDdoT7opmrg&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I am fucking obsessed with these beautiful boys...&lt;br /&gt;Like Boy George says "Remember you're a Womble!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Don't forget to mark the date on your calender! I'll see you all there =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To pledge your attendance, please click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=106116639688"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For updates, please join Pink Dot Sg on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=41037205735#/groups/edit.php?members&amp;gid=41037205735"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For queries, please email &lt;a href="pinkdotsg@yahoo.com"&gt;pinkdotsg@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-1528538467667499142?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/5a891kZ0KH4/freedom-to-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2009/05/freedom-to-love.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-2284917903374500627</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2009 16:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-23T00:47:47.881+08:00</atom:updated><title>Finally I Can Have My Beauty Sleep</title><description>Sorry for the lack of updates. Been very busy with school assignments and exams. What's with screwing up the papers and not being on time for exams. I was late for three of my papers and the amazing me, was able to stay calm and still managed to do the papers even though I'll end up screwing up the paper. I just hate morning papers not because I woke up late, I woke up early and I guessed I always got ready for like one hour that's why I was late. Other than being late for exam, I had come for exam one day earlier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what happened yesterday. I thought my maths paper was yesterday. I was in the bus on my way to school,then Ajit called me. He asked me where am I. I said I was on my way to school for my maths paper.He was like "You got maths paper today? I thought your maths paper is tomorrow?" I checked the date on my watch and it's the 21st. I got the wrong date! and I didn't even realized that it was supposed to be the next day which is today. In my head, I kept thinking that I had maths paper on that day. I had a good laugh at myself yesterday, bloody hilarious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now exams are over... This afternoon right after my maths paper, I had movie marathon. I watched two movies in one day. I and Ajit watched &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Knowing &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Fast and Furious 4&lt;/span&gt;. Both movies are awesome. This summer really got a lot of great movies coming out in cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, have a great holiday to NTU mates!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-2284917903374500627?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/XnuoSfKd7SQ/sorry-for-lack-of-updates.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry-for-lack-of-updates.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-4809236713710797113</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2009 08:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-31T01:54:02.541+08:00</atom:updated><title>Earth Hour</title><description>On Saturday, went to catch the EARTH HOUR at Suntec City with the guys. There were hundreds of us gathered at Suntec and some even picnic on the grass.. They’re making the whole Esplanade area like East Coast except that there were no tents. At 8.30pm, the lights of Maybank building and the Fullerton Hotel went off. I and Aniza were queuing up buying popcorn and candy floss while it happened. I was disappointed because I could still see some of the buildings with the lights on. I was expecting for the whole Suntec City to be totally black out. Well, at least good try lion city. Hope she can do better for the next Earth Hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever want to buy something really badly but you couldn't even find them in our pathetic local stores? I have been looking for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Antony and the Johnsons The Crying Light&lt;/span&gt; CD in our local music stores and I couldn't find them any... Luckily, I found just one at HMV. I was overjoyed of course. Another thing I had been looking for is the autobiography of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Boy George Take It Like A Man&lt;/span&gt;. If anyone knows where I can find or buy this book in stores, please please and a zillion times please tell me. I am fucking obsessed with him and I am addicted to all his songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how hard to get the things that I wanted in Singapore. How pathetic is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt; Please don't tell me to purchase the book online...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-4809236713710797113?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/PFF4IFjegXI/earth-hour.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-8030000772987273775</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Mar 2009 15:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-08T01:21:15.346+08:00</atom:updated><title>I Love Me,Myself &amp; I Vair Much</title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What the Fuck is Wrong With These People?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing my maths tutorial when I heard the news.. Another fucker PRC hanged himself at his hostel unit in NTU because he's been fired from his job. This is the second death that had happened in NTU. First is that poor Indon student who committed suicide after stabbing his professor on last Monday and now this!! I can't even do my maths tutorial in peace that I had to blog this down. Sacre Bleu! Don't these freaks got other things to do than committing suicide? Don't they know that it's affecting my school reputation and blah blah blah... In the future, every parents will not want to send their son or daughter to NTU because they're afraid that one day their son or daughter might commit suicide if things start to turn bad. This shows that these people do not know how to handle their emotions/stress/depression/whatever lah very well. What's the use of being smart when you can't even handle these situations? What a waste? These people don't even love themselves or value their life anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand sometimes things got so fucked up that all the negative emotions -(anger,depression,uncontrollable sadness,feel like taking up that smoking habit again,feeling of committing suicide or the evilness to kill someone like your annoying friend or lecturer)will start to build up in you. Yes I sometimes do feel this way whenever I am stress or things don't get in my way. But please people don't let your emotions to overpower you that you have to kill yourself. SO whenever you are losing control, take out your Gorgeous ipod and blast that depressing Head-Banging metal songs like nobody's business. It can range anything from Linkin Park, Marilyn Manson, System of a Down, HIM... There are many ways to vent out that anger. Rather than stabbing someone, it is better to whack a tennis ball or squash ball all your might at the court. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last and not least,here's a wisdom of saying for all of you. Please stop killing yourself. There's always another chance aite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Pickford:&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;blockquote&gt; If you have made mistakes, there is always another chance for you. You may have a fresh start any moment you choose, for this thing we call "failure" is not the falling down, but the staying down.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-8030000772987273775?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/bu-59WhOTlQ/i-love-memyself-i-vair-much.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-memyself-i-vair-much.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-7806508925018670035</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2009 08:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-09T16:44:11.261+08:00</atom:updated><title>I am Angry!!!</title><description>I HATE it when my fucking purpose is not being fulfilled. I felt my time is being wasted!! I hated people who is so full of themselves but didn't fucking realize that they actually are. BITCH!! I know what I am, so shut your fucking mouth up...If you have nothing good to say then don't say nothing.. I don't need to listen to your explanation because I'll just shrug off and just pretend that you're always right... That is all bull shit to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off BIATCH...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-7806508925018670035?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/syn7rKtvVjE/i-am-angry.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-angry.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-3813078398985565087</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Jan 2009 09:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-10T18:23:29.386+08:00</atom:updated><title>Singapore Slingers</title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4th January 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Singapore Slingers versus RP Harbour Center&lt;/span&gt; from Phillipines with Yati and Sha at Singapore Indoor Stadium. Yati got free tix for the basketball match. So we got the NBA feeling there... And we got to be seated in the second row(Sha called it the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;CORPORATE SEATS&lt;/span&gt;) which was kinda cool as you could take a closer look at the players. They were all &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt; and I mean as in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HOT HOT GORGEOUS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/baJP1fIS1-twZjNHBTfagw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SWh1Zst3YKI/AAAAAAAAAsA/QnE8d4iXzo8/s288/IMG_1240.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boys live in action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5c4-f7c32iStGOkGcXX4bg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SWhtmQ3Jg3I/AAAAAAAAArM/GKh8Plqcwh8/s288/_MG_9182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snatch the damn ball Boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/q0PpPjYYNSV7WhboNFFsyA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SWhuD2kwQyI/AAAAAAAAAr4/cxaD-K9XjaI/s288/_MG_9173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy on the left almost have the same name as me.His name is FitzGerald.They call him FitZ(pronounced as &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Fit-Zee&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KZafG6xH_Mq6NGjITbI7ag?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SWhtmqLRGSI/AAAAAAAAArc/hPYZ3pEPkG8/s288/Me%26Shane.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my Sex God ;)(Shane McDonald)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/VBF91ItkyJPiCKfFy_07fw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SWhtmzriDlI/AAAAAAAAArk/A_DMUKqshiQ/s288/me%2B%26%2Bdarren.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yati,Darren and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Otw7aLn0JAO79aBSa5yYcQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SWhuD_bre5I/AAAAAAAAArw/0mFpRvrb2w8/s288/_MG_9331.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/FiddyGeeky/SingaporeSlingersVsRPHarbourCenter?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Singapore Slingers vs RP Harbour Center&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sha and Eric. He really got a bad temper if things didn't get right on his way. Very &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;SCAAARY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we're suppose to go again for the final match tomorrow but I receive Yati's sms this afternoon that the plan is cancel. Hopefully we're able to catch the match next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-3813078398985565087?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/LOiw0QOrweE/singapore-slingers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SWh1Zst3YKI/AAAAAAAAAsA/QnE8d4iXzo8/s72-c/IMG_1240.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2009/01/singapore-slingers.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-8586791322383249297</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 08:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-24T16:42:18.308+08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SVH16erNwRI/AAAAAAAAAqg/-qCbJjWrI-M/s1600-h/image-upload-141-737827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SVH16erNwRI/AAAAAAAAAqg/-qCbJjWrI-M/s320/image-upload-141-737827.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Do you know what it feel like for a daughter to bail her father out and having her time wasted only to find out that it is being extended? Pissing off at every police inspector but luckily she's able to be in control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-8586791322383249297?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/02fN0J-FmxQ/do-you-know-what-it-feel-like-for.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SVH16erNwRI/AAAAAAAAAqg/-qCbJjWrI-M/s72-c/image-upload-141-737827.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-know-what-it-feel-like-for.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-7960277074108858973</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2008 04:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-17T13:26:25.570+08:00</atom:updated><title>Can't Wait For This</title><description>&lt;div align='center'&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Z9RtNwsNdAhRrdN_HRLlnA?authkey=1H_CaraKbV8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SUiJCCb65CI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/6fcaRDuJBOQ/s800/angusthongsandperfectsnogging.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Movie&lt;/span&gt; and it is release tomorrow. I dunno one of the directors is Elijah Wood.Kinda surprise and I can't believe they make it into a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original title if based on the book is actually called &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Angus,Thongs and Frontal Snogging&lt;/span&gt; =) During my teen years and even now, I sometimes search for the book of Georgia Nicolson in the library and I had read almost all of them even a couple of times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align='center'&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/GYoBtlE1POTC5QTWyr7xOw?authkey=1H_CaraKbV8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SUiMK7fY7QI/AAAAAAAAAqY/OYGVj7zXX1c/s400/angus%2520thongs%2520full.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even got the boy band &lt;a href="http://www.georgia-nicolson.co.uk/stiffdylans/index.html"&gt;Stiff Dylans&lt;/a&gt; featured in the book now as a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt; boy band no more fiction baby yeah.Even though I am not a fan of pop punk smash boy band, all I can say that the Stiff Dylans are &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Marvy&lt;/span&gt; as in Georgia Nicolson's lingo for &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Marvelous&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the widget below for more info on Angus,Thongs and Perfect Snogging =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align='center'&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="375"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ppiwidget.com/campaigns/base.swf?inst_id=99681"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ppiwidget.com/campaigns/base.swf?inst_id=99681" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="375" height="375"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-7960277074108858973?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/A5oK0uEvy1s/cant-wait-for-this.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SUiJCCb65CI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/6fcaRDuJBOQ/s72-c/angusthongsandperfectsnogging.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2008/12/cant-wait-for-this.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-4179107698788327754</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Dec 2008 15:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-05T23:39:17.024+08:00</atom:updated><title>JE Swimming Complex</title><description>&lt;div align='center'&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PwnNkMuw1yunsJg5szIPYQ?authkey=1H_CaraKbV8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/STlJf9Bq1AI/AAAAAAAAApY/6l5vvAYLqNs/s288/IMG_1227.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/FiddyGeeky/OhBoyCurlyHairDrivesMeCrazy?authkey=1H_CaraKbV8"&gt;Oh Boy.. Curly Hair Drives Me Crazy..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to JE Swimming Complex with my cousins yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now my body ached all over due to long time never swim. I even got bruises on my elbows and feet from yesterday's fun =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-4179107698788327754?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/N-koCORoV7w/je-swimming-complex.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/STlJf9Bq1AI/AAAAAAAAApY/6l5vvAYLqNs/s72-c/IMG_1227.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2008/12/je-swimming-complex.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-6198769607543601406</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Dec 2008 11:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-02T19:39:04.475+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Best Thing Ever</title><description>is to discover local fashion blog. Locals as in from our country Singapore GodDamn It! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what's wrong with my Google skills. I have been trying to Google-ing for these people but I just couldn't find them.. I know I am making a shame of myself right now, you guys must be thinking that I am a Google retarded. Sometimes I couldn't find the things that I wanted in Google!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Now who says Google is God. MY FOOT ah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my discovery, I had been oogling at these beautiful people. They are plenty of them out there. Just to name a few...&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://qinatthedisco.blogspot.com/"&gt;Qin At The Disco&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="http://cherrymagazine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cherry Magazine&lt;/a&gt; to ... Have to update my blog list for the locals ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-6198769607543601406?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/F9XPLirCUGo/best-thing-ever.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-thing-ever.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-4554504290050996278</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Nov 2008 10:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-24T21:10:39.924+08:00</atom:updated><title>10 WEIRD THINGS/HABITS/LITTLE KNOWN FACTS ABOUT ME.</title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rules &amp; Regulations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Each player of this game have to start off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;2) People who got tagged by this, needs to write the same too.&lt;br /&gt;3) At the end of it, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;4) No tag back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Starting with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I can cry out of anything without any reason..&lt;br /&gt;I cry while I am having my hot and spicy food,at sad ending movies/stories,when I am so touched,if I am highly stressed up and even when I sneeze.My tears are uncontrollable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I am a pretender or I'll dance or sing to myself when I am bored and got nothing to do at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I take a looong time to get dressed. One hour in the bathroom and half an hour to get ready plus ironing my clothes before going out.I just need to iron my clothes even though sometimes my mum had ironed them for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) At home, I can get annoyed very easily over the small things... My dad often misunderstood me for being arrogant.Whatever dad! When I am stress doing my work or I couldn't get something right,&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; BEWARE!&lt;/span&gt; I can be not so nice as what you think I will be. My mum and dad will be the victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) When I am mad, I need to be on my own for a while. Usually I will just take a long walk with my loud music blasting in my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Naturally,I am not a kitchen person.(&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;High-Five to Sharina&lt;/span&gt;)I don't cook and I don't even know how. I only know how to help out my mum in the kitchen.(&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that means cutting up the vegetables..&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;7) Durians are not my fave food. I had ate them before and had no problem standing near them but not too long please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Sometimes I'll daydream and if I don't notice you in the public don't get me wrong. I may be daydreaming,wondering in my lala land hehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I can spend many hours in a nice and peaceful library on my own just flipping through books/magazines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)i) The little known facts about me are I did try to skateboard before. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Don't even try to think that I was some kind of skater who skates with the mats/skaters at skate park.I am not ONE of them.&lt;/span&gt;(I know what is going on your mind people). No I never really tried to skate at the skate park,I just normally skate around trying to perform some simple trick of what I learned from a book,that's all ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii) Other than skateboarding,I did try to be a B-Girl for my friends' school assignment. Me and my girlfriend, Sharina did a headstand even though it was not really a perfect one. Sharina's headstand was better than mine. &lt;br /&gt;WHAT! don't believe me?&lt;br /&gt;Here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align='center'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Xhs_5OKgOxKA2GE8hbjTtg?authkey=1H_CaraKbV8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SSqjviXtEOI/AAAAAAAAAo0/esFTyMVqG5A/s144/DSCN2703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bD-KNQ4ADzTA9wWAAZlEMA?authkey=1H_CaraKbV8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SSqhyD1nS4I/AAAAAAAAAos/YzyoK61_vwk/s288/DSCN2705.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/FiddyGeeky/OhBoyCurlyHairDrivesMeCrazy?authkey=1H_CaraKbV8"&gt;Oh Boy.. Curly Hair Drives Me Crazy..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Another girlfriend of mine, &lt;a href ="http://yatigiler.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yati&lt;/a&gt; took this shot.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; iii)Other things that I never get the chance to try or wanted to try are ice-skating,roller-skating,go-carting.. There are a lot of things that I actually wanna try in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And the list of people that I've tagged goes to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Xue Jing&lt;br /&gt;2)Rajes&lt;br /&gt;3)Mandy&lt;br /&gt;4)LiPing&lt;br /&gt;5)Hanim&lt;br /&gt;6)Fazlyna&lt;br /&gt;7)Ellen&lt;br /&gt;8)Cuzzie Ayu&lt;br /&gt;9)Aniza&lt;br /&gt;10)AKS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-4554504290050996278?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/Pd-iOVWOZiQ/10-weird-thingshabitslittle-known-facts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SSqjviXtEOI/AAAAAAAAAo0/esFTyMVqG5A/s72-c/DSCN2703.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2008/11/10-weird-thingshabitslittle-known-facts.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-6943994627473337452</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 15:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-22T00:24:57.336+08:00</atom:updated><title>What A Disaster!</title><description>Finally I had finished my last paper today which means I had just finished my first Semester. So fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screwing up for all my papers..&lt;br /&gt;Moat of the papers I couldn't finished them on time... Hate that!&lt;br /&gt;Maths is a killer for everybody. They're so tough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up in disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;This semester I am SCREWED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been thinking...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-6943994627473337452?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/dNf4Tjy1k-I/what-disaster.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-disaster.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-4509689011669447178</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Nov 2008 15:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-23T01:37:50.626+08:00</atom:updated><title>Trip to Marina Barrage</title><description>Today me and the gang went to Marina Barrage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the scenery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/UraAYMxuTk2x8n1aqNh6Hw?authkey=pFFTmKTfvkI"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SShC3z0T4LI/AAAAAAAAAn8/fbIFR-nVEM4/s400/mosaic2224626.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/FiddyGeeky/ItSAlwaysSunnyInSingapore?authkey=pFFTmKTfvkI"&gt;It&amp;#39;s Always Sunny in Singapore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FFiddyGeeky%2Falbumid%2F5268907400923277409%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-4509689011669447178?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/DSIBRwEb06Y/trip-to-marina-barrage.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IMES5DTilV0/SShC3z0T4LI/AAAAAAAAAn8/fbIFR-nVEM4/s72-c/mosaic2224626.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2008/11/trip-to-marina-barrage.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7151815654383841140.post-6197044286440558401</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 15:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-15T23:20:15.354+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Day I Entered The Wrong Exam Hall</title><description>Never in my life before I had entered the wrong examination hall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening I was sitting for my Principles of Economics paper, actually my exam hall was at Hall B but I went to Hall L instead. HILARIOUS right and very STUPID! I never checked the location properly because I only checked for my seat number only.. No wonder I couldn't find the fucking number 591 and the numbers that I can see is until 525! I was like "Oh shit where the hell is 591 ?" Then the stupidest of me went to the front to check for my name.. Worse case scenario I couldn't even find my name.. Then check my phone again, KNN!!! It's at Hall B KNNCB! Luckily it's a 2 and half hour paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I screwed up that Bloody paper... Couldn't even do the simplest equation because I calculated wrongly when I looked back at it now and the diagrams that I drew were wrong too because I never studied for that part. Don't even have the time, everything was all in a rush.. I may looked fucking fine on the outside but internally I am not fucking OK! I think I will get unsatisfactory for Econs even though I S/U-ed it. My first paper was not so bad. What's done is done. Now gotta focus on my Maths now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7151815654383841140-6197044286440558401?l=fiddygeeky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Fidolasky/~3/1Rd5i3g1NPs/day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Nurfitria Z. Aini)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://fiddygeeky.blogspot.com/2008/11/day.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

