<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:49:51.539+08:00</updated><category term='Sec 3 camp'/><title type='text'>Passion for Fairytales</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm someone who dreams a lot!I love dreaming about this and that especially dashing guys!You can't blame me you will only understand when you are an avid reader of Johanna Lindsey and Catherine Anderson books!Sounds dramatic?What do you expect?I'm the Princess Of Drama!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>168</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-4789370170741963299</id><published>2012-01-29T10:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T10:31:11.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True love awaits</title><content type='html'>Hey people happy Sunday morning!Isn't it fast that January is already going to bid us farewell and we will be welcoming february soon?School has been tiring as usual on friday i had drama from 2.30pm-6.45pm. How about that?And i only left school at 9 Tmrw MOE is ging to release the JAE results so gd luck to IS!And the following day which is a tuesday where my JC is going to be flooded with JC1s.Like borinnnggg! Now i know how my seniors felt when they were going to receive us. Anyway today i wanted to blog about something that happened during drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My drama club is doing Hamlet for SYF so Hamlet has a girlfriend, Ophelia.My friend is acting as Ophelia and there are several scenes where Hamlet and Ophelia will be lovey-dovey with each other.So my friend has to act out all these lovey-dovey stuff and she's unsure how to do it because she dosent have a boyfriend.When my instructor gets to know this he wore this shock face and disbelief.He was like "how old are u and u don't have a boyfriend?" So he started teasing my friend by calling her Nun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And later on another of my friend was required to act out lovey-dovey stuff again and my friend told him "I'm sorry i'm inexperience in all these stuff.I don't have a boyfriend" And this time round he asked "Ok seriously how many of u in this room has a boyfriend?" And no one raised our hand.He continued to wear that shock face and he was telling us how by our age he already had a girlfriend and he 8 exs before settling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was wondering is it really necessary to have a boyfriend just because we are 18?What's the use of rushing to have one and it only gives you a heartbreak?Have it ever occured to you that the only reason why till now no guys notice you is because you are meant to be noticed by your Mr Right?You guys should listen to the song All about us by He is we ft Owl city.This is a snippet of the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, I'll teach you dance&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'll spin you around, won't let you fall down&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Would you let me lead, you can step on my feet&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Give it a try, it'll be alright.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room's hush, hush&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And now's our moment&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Take it feel it all and hold it&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Eyes on you, eyes on me&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We're doing this right.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause lovers dance, when they're feeling in love&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Spotlight shining, its all about us&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It's oh, oh, oh, oh, all about uh, uh, uh, us.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And every heart in the room will melt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should watch the music video as well it's very sweet about how the girlfriend contracted cancer and the boyfriend still stood by her side.So girls no worries if you don't have a boyfriend because when that moment comes it is suppose to be perfect.And i think i have said this before I'm glad i don't have a boyfriend because i seriously do not need distraction.So Men stay out.But only for the time being do come into my life when i'm 19.Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-4789370170741963299?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/4789370170741963299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=4789370170741963299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/4789370170741963299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/4789370170741963299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2012/01/true-love-awaits.html' title='True love awaits'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-5088542779686625640</id><published>2012-01-24T19:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T20:22:52.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess it's too boring</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!Finally i get the time to blog.I'm sure u guys will notice that I hardly blog nowadays bcoz yes i'm busy and i have to fight with time.School is demanding too much of my time and now my drama has been scheduled twice a week and there will be times where drama is thrice a week.How tiring can that be?And i have yet to really memorise my script and analyse my character and get into my role.Apart from being busy, my life is so boring that i have no idea whta to blog about.U can say maybe i'm loss for words?There have been ocassions where i will open my blog and would want to blog but then i can't help just to stare at my blog with an empty head and no ideas gushing in my mind to blog about.Why do i say my life is boring?Well what do you expect out of life that demands you to wake up at 5am and then u will reach school by 7.30am and then you will leave school sometimes as late as 9pm?By the time i reach home will be close to 10.30pm and i will watch this hindi drama, Hitler Didi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8lN1ByIG3U/Tx6hpcXagMI/AAAAAAAAAtk/CkKJNJrTewY/s1600/hitler%2Bdidi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8lN1ByIG3U/Tx6hpcXagMI/AAAAAAAAAtk/CkKJNJrTewY/s320/hitler%2Bdidi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701171911658733762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This drama is really good it's about a woman, Indira who is the soulbread winner of her family and she has been running the household ever since she was 17 years old.She has an elder brother who is a loafer and a mother who would not want her to get married though she is already 25 because her mom fears that if she gets married who is going to take care of the family.Then she has this tenant who is actually the hero of the drama.Well no hindi dramas are considered real hindi dramas if they are missing the love story.Only this guys can see the real value of Indira and wishes to befriend her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after watching this drama i will prepare to sleep or do a little bit more of work before heading for bed latest 12.30am.And i try my very best to watch only 30min of tv from monday-thursday then friday i will watch 2hr 30 min of tv due to Vettai which is showing at Vasantham.This is another superb drama!So isn't my life boring?I don't really talk to my family or rather i do not have that leisure to spend time with them because there are so many things that demand my attention.I don't get to talk to Seri during weekdays anymore.I can only talk to her during weekends usually when we meet for our morning jog.And i promised IS to give her a call during CNY holidays but I have not call her yet till now because ya u get it right i'm busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's already 8.07pm and i'm supposed to read my history at 8pm.Just to update u guys right now for history i'm learning about the economy in Southeast Asia during the period of 1940s-1990s.It's kind of interesting i have to say because you will learn that what kind of government system you have will have a direct impact on your economy.For an example a democratic government will definitely adopt an open market economy.Then the next question you will have to ask is did the government achieve Economic growth,Economic equity and Economic nationalism?I shall stop here because i have a feeling you guys are getting bored with my post.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-5088542779686625640?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/5088542779686625640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=5088542779686625640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/5088542779686625640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/5088542779686625640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2012/01/hey-guysfinally-i-get-time-to-blog.html' title='I guess it&apos;s too boring'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8lN1ByIG3U/Tx6hpcXagMI/AAAAAAAAAtk/CkKJNJrTewY/s72-c/hitler%2Bdidi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-6233273713976024714</id><published>2012-01-08T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T20:33:03.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bid farewell to the good time</title><content type='html'>Tmrw,practically in few hours I will be awake at 5.20am hopefully and by 6.10am i will be out of my house making my way to school.Oh well there goes my holidays and freedom.But i have already planned out well how to spend the last bits of my hols.So since friday till sunday i have been just slacking.Did a little bit reading for history and put my books away until now.Of course i feel gulity.My conscience has been nagging at me asking how can i be so irresponsible and carefree considering my homecoming exams are coming like next week.But seriously who wanna face the books and notes when tmrw u start school.U must end ur holidays with a bang.And i promise when tmrw comes i will be dating my books again.Like i said in the previous post it's a crucial year for me every moment counts.A level is not like O level where i can prepare few months before and still do well enough to go to a JC.Try doing that for A level and you will cry your heart out.Trust me i have already broken down before for my midcourse and there's no doubt i will break down again when the stress is too much for me to handle.But i'm not a weakling i will sail through this journey smoothly.This is expected for me because after JC my only option is University and i have to go to a local one.Overseas university is way out of our budget.Anyway borrowed Comanche Magic by Catherine Anderson!Yet to start serious reading on it!Hopefully can finish it quickly and pass it to Seri and Maisarah!Well that's all from me now till we meet again!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-6233273713976024714?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/6233273713976024714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=6233273713976024714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/6233273713976024714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/6233273713976024714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2012/01/bid-farewell-to-good-time.html' title='Bid farewell to the good time'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-4744859483193454802</id><published>2012-01-01T00:40:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T01:28:59.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curtains up, lights on, ACTION!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QK-usIfGeMI/Tv9Bd-I9XuI/AAAAAAAAArs/0YQ0FCIATZ0/s1600/curtain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QK-usIfGeMI/Tv9Bd-I9XuI/AAAAAAAAArs/0YQ0FCIATZ0/s320/curtain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692340437172182754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YOPpQYj21HI/Tv9CrSbXizI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Gq0Y0MozOg4/s1600/lights%2Bup%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YOPpQYj21HI/Tv9CrSbXizI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Gq0Y0MozOg4/s320/lights%2Bup%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692341765468031794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mpzgGim8wUc/Tv9DNuTOJQI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/32RYtF8-tT0/s1600/action.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mpzgGim8wUc/Tv9DNuTOJQI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/32RYtF8-tT0/s320/action.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692342357065606402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S 2012!!!WOHOOOOOoooooo!!!!......Wondering why the expression 'wohooo' was initially capitalised then not?Well i was actually trying to pretend that I'm so happy that it is the new year but then i guess i may be an actress but i'm not a hypocrite.I mean seriously what is so exciting about new year that people goes crazy about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i have to say this year is my first time on New year's eve that i went out with my friends and it will always be remembered, close to my heart.What are the plans i have for this year?It's going to be a rollercoaster ride except that i will not enjoy this rollercoaster ride bcoz it's not going to be fun.Yes i see a little confusion there like how can rollercoaster rides not be fun?EVERYONE LOVES AND ENJOYS IT!Oh exception we have seri who is scared of rollercoaster ride!Hahaha i'm such a bitch and I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my rollercoaster ride is not gonna be fun.I guess all the excitement will comes in 2013!Yes that's right i don't believe in the Mayans prediction.So this year i will still go to school taking 168, not that i love the bus rides so much that i wouldn't consider other transportations.The bus rides now are going to be different since IS will no longer be there for me.MUNDANE bus rides without all the gigglings and jesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to sit for my A-level next year which means is either i break it or bang it!I'm gonna bang it hard!I have to do well for A-level bcoz there is no way at the very cost of my life i'm gonna have 3 years of JC education instead of the norm.I am just looking forward to the new addition of the family and the holiday trips that i'm gonna enjoy at the end of the year!Before 2011 ended i managed to spend it with my beloved friends such as Ru Ai, Xin Hui, Xue Yi, Maisarah,Is and Seri.Thanks guys for the beautiful memories!5 years of friendship and we shall go strong till death do us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m4fdv2H51Jo/Tv9EaDdTzaI/AAAAAAAAAso/_KTeoxCegrM/s1600/bitches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m4fdv2H51Jo/Tv9EaDdTzaI/AAAAAAAAAso/_KTeoxCegrM/s320/bitches.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692343668415122850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bRx7hGsIp_4/Tv9FCsxTEGI/AAAAAAAAAtA/B2HZZyS9nR0/s1600/my%2Bsweetpies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bRx7hGsIp_4/Tv9FCsxTEGI/AAAAAAAAAtA/B2HZZyS9nR0/s320/my%2Bsweetpies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692344366699581538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oLEA1jOxOEA/Tv9FXw22BwI/AAAAAAAAAtM/rbu3gZo1iE8/s1600/my%2Bsweetpies%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oLEA1jOxOEA/Tv9FXw22BwI/AAAAAAAAAtM/rbu3gZo1iE8/s320/my%2Bsweetpies%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692344728573839106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jzNnBKs4qP0/Tv9Fgr9nIKI/AAAAAAAAAtY/IHN25fMiJQQ/s1600/model%2Bsae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jzNnBKs4qP0/Tv9Fgr9nIKI/AAAAAAAAAtY/IHN25fMiJQQ/s320/model%2Bsae.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692344881878868130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for that special moment to arrive when i will be able to go on a vacation with my friends and we will rock the show and do stupid things and it will be something that remains as a secret amongst us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On fb just now i saw someone changed its marital status and i was surprised because never thought that so fast someone will be in a relationship.Felt a bit tiny weeny of jealousy in my heart.Then i told myself Allah has greater plans for me and he knows that relationship is the least priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-YjVgrGbGs/Tv9D8LJN0vI/AAAAAAAAAsc/6qdTnIE-mhI/s1600/confusion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-YjVgrGbGs/Tv9D8LJN0vI/AAAAAAAAAsc/6qdTnIE-mhI/s320/confusion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692343155082253042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to do my responsibilities as a daughter which is to let my parents keep their heads high and keep their chins up.Anyway i have yet to do hanky spanky stuff with my dream guys before i'm tied down.Like i ever said the world is a stage and i wonder what other dramas will unfold.It's funny how i'm the actor yet i have no idea of the storyline.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-4744859483193454802?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/4744859483193454802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=4744859483193454802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/4744859483193454802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/4744859483193454802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2012/01/curtains-up-lights-on-action.html' title='Curtains up, lights on, ACTION!'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QK-usIfGeMI/Tv9Bd-I9XuI/AAAAAAAAArs/0YQ0FCIATZ0/s72-c/curtain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-3381098000912022271</id><published>2011-12-29T12:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T13:55:19.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A rollercoaster journey i would say</title><content type='html'>Hey guys as promised I'm gonna share a little about my Indonesia trip.So I went to two parts of Indonesia which is Solo and Jogjakarta for 11 days.Solo is a quiet and peaceful town as compared to Jogjakarta which is so bustling.In solo I went to a school that is equivalent to our Nafa/laselle their school of Arts which is called SMK8.SMK8 stands for Sekolah Menengah Kejuruan 8. I really had great fun over there and this is my most favourite part of the trip.We were exposed to Javanese culture and my group was lucky enough to be chosen to do the Javanese traditional dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cuekWq-R_MI/Tvv_ITnNONI/AAAAAAAAArI/uR8zqEYEDjA/s1600/42a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cuekWq-R_MI/Tvv_ITnNONI/AAAAAAAAArI/uR8zqEYEDjA/s320/42a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691423072281508050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pwB54bNIyHA/Tvv-HsHSauI/AAAAAAAAAqw/exXuZPYvYSk/s1600/SMK8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pwB54bNIyHA/Tvv-HsHSauI/AAAAAAAAAqw/exXuZPYvYSk/s320/SMK8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691421962167020258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I7TRidU1tys/Tvv-qpMoYPI/AAAAAAAAAq8/4fHzjLDMHWg/s1600/smk8%2B%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I7TRidU1tys/Tvv-qpMoYPI/AAAAAAAAAq8/4fHzjLDMHWg/s320/smk8%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691422562679546098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, we get to watch wayang orang which unfortunately was in Javanese language hence,it was acceptable for me to doze off during the performance!Heheheh!We also get to go to the paddy field and I sat on a bull and ploughed the field!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K-3P_uPOg9s/Tvv_cpqCfwI/AAAAAAAAArU/wKWgICUu6rI/s1600/rama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K-3P_uPOg9s/Tvv_cpqCfwI/AAAAAAAAArU/wKWgICUu6rI/s320/rama.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691423421796351746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2-6eImsuMoE/TvwAG5aag0I/AAAAAAAAArg/LoagV7jRR68/s1600/rama%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2-6eImsuMoE/TvwAG5aag0I/AAAAAAAAArg/LoagV7jRR68/s320/rama%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691424147580289858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may be thinking why did i say rollercoaster journey.Well who would ever thought that for the whole 11 days almost every single day I was sick, having diarhoea,food poisoning and severe immense menstrual cramp.It was such a torture and the food isnt really fantastic as well.I guess it just didnt suit my tastebud.Unexpectedly, i lost weight when i came back to Indonesia.I was comparing my experience in Indonesia and India and i guess I'm a true indian!In india i didnt experience at all diarhoea and I love the food there because it is so delicious that I actually put on weight when I came back.I would love to go back to India but for Indonesia maybe few years down the road?&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-3381098000912022271?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/3381098000912022271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=3381098000912022271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/3381098000912022271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/3381098000912022271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/12/rollercoaster-journey-i-would-say.html' title='A rollercoaster journey i would say'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cuekWq-R_MI/Tvv_ITnNONI/AAAAAAAAArI/uR8zqEYEDjA/s72-c/42a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-7856710328168961133</id><published>2011-12-20T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T16:32:03.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Fucking Pissed Off</title><content type='html'>I'm so bloody fucking piss rite now!Seriously i need to rant so that i can vent my anger out!U know what i feel like telling you?I feel like telling you fuck u bitch!Without me realising, i called u bitch right in your face.It is your bloody life rite so settle it!Sometimes i seriously dislike you so much!Face the truth you coward!Arrrgghhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-7856710328168961133?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/7856710328168961133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=7856710328168961133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/7856710328168961133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/7856710328168961133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/12/bloody-fucking-pissed-off.html' title='Bloody Fucking Pissed Off'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-7773612899069976604</id><published>2011-12-05T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T15:06:48.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Danicng away with my heart</title><content type='html'>Hola people!It's been a while since i last blogged.That means many things have happened in my life.For an example I AM SO DONE WITH JC 1!Yes that means i have been promoted, Alhamdullilah.I also just returned from Indonesia.11 days away from family and this made me realise that there is no way i can survive overseas studying.I will just wither without from my family and friends.Now it is 3pm.And by 7pm i will be at the Airport, taking a 22 hours flight to Budapest.Ya you heard it right!I'm going to eastern europe and gonna get my ass freezing since it is negative temperature over there!I am kind of done packing except i'm waiting for my undergarments to dry and dump them in my luggage.I have tons of holiday homework but i have not done a single bit of it because I'm still in the holiday mood!When i come back from my 13 days trip I have to start working very hard.A level is no joke baby!I will soon upload pics from Indon and Eastern Europe which means you will get to enjoy my storytelling from two different kind of continents!Adios and do pray I will have a safe trip:)&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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heart'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-5510861852844659387</id><published>2011-10-30T01:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T01:28:48.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucked Up</title><content type='html'>Yes that is how I am feeling right now, FUCKED UP!I am suppose to do my malay revision but I cannot concentrate because mentally i'm not here in my sis's room sitting on a chair facing a malay comprehension.I am sitting for my malay h1 A level paper this monday.I have not done enough revision but i have been trying to convince myself that hopefully I will ace through,I mean I have not lost the touch of the language yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why fucked up?Well on Deepavali holiday i'm supposed to go out but in the end I didnt thanks to my second sis.Yesterday my first sis said she would come back early spend some time with me blah blah but she didn't.And today the plan was to go for this malay ceremony or known as cukur rambut for newborn babies and then go out but it didn't.Instead after reaching Orchard and my sis and mom went to Alfalah mosque we went home instead because we had to attend another religious ceremony done by dad's side.But this time I stood firm and told mom i'm not going.Please don't have this idea that i refused to go because it's a religious ceremony but i wanted to revise anyway and get upset over the fact that i'm supposed to have a great time going out but ALL THIS DID NOT HAPPENED.Can u guess how freaking pissed i am??So at 8pm of a saturday night till 10pm i was doing malay till i decide that I have to do something to lighten this fucked up mood so i decided to watch How I met your mother!Done with season 1, oh yeah baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm feeling fucked up again after reading Seri's blog.I feel like a jerk for not talking to her and for not making any comments about her hair.I mean as her best friend i should be the first to give my comments right after her parents of course.But i did the opposite.Yes,i admit that i'm a lil bit pissed that she actually dyed her hair though it was nothing surprising because how can i forget that this girl can be a stubborn bitch.I just feel like a jerk because instead of you know talking to her about it I got busy doing PW and everything and then I read in her blog people laughed at her new hair.LIKE HOW DARE YOU PEOPLE OUT THERE LAUGH AT MY BEST FRIEND!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be very frank about this, the green hair is cool in fact that kind of perfect turqoise colour is difficult to get but i like your black hair and I would prefer if you dye your hair brown.Oh but of course you just need to do something different and yes i know it has been your dream to have such colour since secondary school and i guess you have already done it!Oh and about your mom getting paranoid about the whole FB laughing at her...It's a common reaction from parents especially our parents are from the 20th century.They are not exposed to this kind of evolution, i mean in their time who has green colour hair?Your mom will get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about being me befrindng you after the green hair, i guess my earlier part of the post has answered that question.No green hair will actually make me think twice of our friendship.I will be proud to walk with you in the streets.I love you bitch and will always do no matter what you do as long as it's within the limits.I mean this is slightly off the limits but we live life once right so just do it.I wonder what will happen to me if i did such thing to my hair?Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-1000048993711499478</id><published>2011-10-26T11:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T12:12:34.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not womanly enough?</title><content type='html'>Good morning peeps!!And Happy Deepavali/Diwali to all my indian friends!Wow indian friendS like as if, I only have one indian friend which is Anba the jackass!I was having cereal when suddenly this thought started running in my mind.Every morning when i wake up,my stomach will start to rumble.And what would I do to stop those hunger pangs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,like any typical women I would go to the kitchen and start making my own food.Yes,of course I make my own food in the sense take out cereal and pour the milk and viola!Or the least i can do is to fry eggs or start to spread jam on my bread.You will never catch me baking let's say brownies like Rena or even cupcakes like Mai.I have never baked for my whole entire life!Like cool huh?I don't even know how to cook.Let's make this clear,I can cook if the recipe is provided.Who can't follow simple instructions?Without recipe,just forget it.My parents are going to Haj and i'm lucky I have my sisters who know how to cook or else good luck to me.I will cook but I will miss my mom's cooking loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OjHKjcZqZus/TqeHqpade8I/AAAAAAAAAqk/Z8pF2JKe3O8/s1600/household%2Bchore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OjHKjcZqZus/TqeHqpade8I/AAAAAAAAAqk/Z8pF2JKe3O8/s320/household%2Bchore.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667647822810151874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i went to shop just now I saw my neighbour who was hanging the clothes and I recalled the conversation I had with my mom.My mom was busy telling me about how she washed all the clothes already and that's when I realised that it's been years since I washed my own clothes!Ever since my mom stopped working never once I did any household chores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other time when I was talking to my JC friend,I told her I will read MILO's instructions before making my own milo and her jaws literally dropped!Hahaha yeah that's me.I'm not good in making my own Milo,can't make own coffee and sucks in making milk tea.Some may be appalled by deficiency but I have always told myself that after marriage then I will learn how to cook.For right now,just enjoy life as it is and since I can't hit all bars like how they do it in HIMYM but I can always enjoy such life as shown in the best drama ever HIMYM!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-1000048993711499478?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/1000048993711499478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=1000048993711499478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/1000048993711499478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/1000048993711499478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/10/not-womanly-enough.html' title='Not womanly enough?'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OjHKjcZqZus/TqeHqpade8I/AAAAAAAAAqk/Z8pF2JKe3O8/s72-c/household%2Bchore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-2625390631350473578</id><published>2011-10-19T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T16:02:59.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being too critical?</title><content type='html'>This what happened in whatsapp between Seri and I...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bitch cannot take it sia...as the days goes by I can't stand my friend sia...I try to be friendly but the outcome is cold shoulders&lt;br /&gt;Seri: Ape jadi???how dare kawan kao ignore kao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minute I saw her reply I had a good laugh!Seriously this bitch sounded so protective of me in her reply!So the story is actually like this.I have a friend who initially I like and now her flaws become too apparent that I can't really stand her.Yes, i'm sure people will go like C'mon who dosent have flaws?That's rite!But it's annoying when it is possible to eradicate those flaws and yet you are doing nothing.For an example,you can stop trying to be overemotional.Like seriously, there isn't a need to cry at every little matter!It frustrates me ok!Remember what Fergie said?Big girls don't cry!You don't have to act like you are the only one in love with your boyfriend.Like seriously who cries when their boyfriend fail something?As i'm typing this,I'm laughing as well.This is soo stupid!Maybe I have not yet undertsand the 'true' meaning of love but crying?If I have to face this situation I will be sad but no tears seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly,stop wholeheartedly pouring or maybe in your terms sharing the 1001 sad stories that you have.This frustrates me the most!I never had a friend like this.You are the first and I pray real hard you will be the last!Let's analyse some of my close friends' characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, IS.I never once see IS cry though she maybe facing with not good news for herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, Maisarah.I don't remember seeing Mai cry and I hear mai saying Malu sae more than she says aku sedih sae.Anyways if Mai were to cry now,there will be someone special to wipe her tears...Siape mai, F eh?Hahhaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, Rena.This girl's character amazes me.She is so calm that whenever she is around you,you will feel so peaceful.And even if she is upset, she will only resort to not talking to you for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Bitch aka Seri.This girl cries for something that is senseless also but this is occasional.I can never forget the day when you cried seeing your ezlink card!I'm laughing again as I'm typing this.Seri cries for good reason and she is a strong girl emotionally and physically..Hahha!But seriously,the fact that you can endure the pain ass friends that you have in Nafa, good job sis!And one more thing Seri always spread happiness wherever she goes!She laughs at thing that does not seem funny at all!She has a lot of postivie energy/aura and which is why I loveee my best friend a lot and thank Allah for having her in my life!Never once she troubled me with any of her so called heart wreching story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that in order to have positive thinking in life, you need to have positive energy surrounding you?And of course this positive energy comes from your friends and family.When you mix with someone who is so cynical or angsty it may affect you.I know i may sound mean but this is the truth.I always believe that you need good reasons to cry.Of course hindi movies are an exception especially if you are watching kabhi kushi kabhi gham or kal ho naa ho right, seri?So seri misunderstood my message and I can't wait to talk to her bcoz I miss her!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-2625390631350473578?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/2625390631350473578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=2625390631350473578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/2625390631350473578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/2625390631350473578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/10/being-too-critical.html' title='Being too critical?'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-6317949465857008680</id><published>2011-10-07T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T00:36:18.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr know it all</title><content type='html'>Mr. Bring Me Down&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well ya like to bring me down, don't ya&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But I ain't laying down&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Baby I ain't going down&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Can't nobody tell m how it's gonna be&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Nobody's gonna make a fool out of me&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Baby you should know that I lead not follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why I'm leaving you lonely&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cause baby you don't know a thing about me&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You don't know a thing about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially i didnt pay attention at all to the lyrics of Kelly Clarkson's Mr know it all. I decided to blog and listen to this song as well.When i heard the lyrics then i realise this is how i am feeling right now.Arrrghh i'm just so frustrated with this asshole.Please don't decipher from the lyrics that i'm in love or having a heartbreak or whatsoever.I have this schoolmate whom i think is making use of me.I don't know if i am just overreacting or what.I mean what do you expect me to judge about him if he messages me ONLY when he needs some information from me.And mind you i reply you within the next few minutes but you take hours or wait you even break record you can wait for a full 24 hours before you reply.Like hello seriously just dump your hp!I'm not expecting you to message or call me 24 hours but like stop giving me this feeling you have a purpose why you befriended me.My gut feeling keep telling me this all the time.But i choose to ignore this strong gut feeling and tell myself to think with rational.You proved me right again when you message me to ask me school related stuff.You know what i feeling like telling you?If you think there's a purpose why you befriended me then just FUCK OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously like what kelly clarkson says in her song you don't know a thing about me!In fact none of my jc friends have seen the true self of me.I have never been sarcastic to any of them.I have always been this nice girl and like my friend says the first impression i give to people is non-impactful.I'm just some girl who is seeking education in that school.I don't mind my friend sying this to me because he was being honest and i see this as a constructive criticism.I don't know why every time you message me i will always reply to you.And i think you know that i will always reply which is why i have become the source of your information right?Like cmon in school we hardly talk.It's not like as if i'm so interested to talk to you but arrggh FRUSTRATED!Maybe i need to consult my sister and clear my doubts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did mention just now about how my friend said i'm kind of insignificant.Yes, he used this word.Like ouch but i guess he just dosen't have the right vocab and uses the wrong vocab instead.So how do i be more significant?By becoming attention-seeking?Or i must look like a minah or a gorgeous beauty that at one glance every one will fall over my sweep?I seriously don't care.I'm happy for being me.I know many people think i'm a quiet girl because i'm seriously not outspoken at all in class.I bet some don't even know that I exist.But one thing for sure, i know i have made an impact to all my friends's life and that's the most important thing.I don't really care if a guy never give second look to me.One day there will come a guy who will give a second look to me and he will say that I'm glad all those guys out there didnt give you the second look you deserve so that I can be with you.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-6317949465857008680?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/6317949465857008680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=6317949465857008680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/6317949465857008680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/6317949465857008680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/10/mr-know-it-all.html' title='Mr know it all'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-5246550346773967746</id><published>2011-09-26T00:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T00:46:10.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The addition signs</title><content type='html'>The addition signs = Positivity&lt;br /&gt;Negative signs = Bad omens&lt;br /&gt;Pray + Hard Work + Memory work + the magic of a mom's prayers = Success hopefully&lt;br /&gt;Too many things to study in 6 days = Die&lt;br /&gt;Feeling demoralised = More pray and hoping for miracles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-5246550346773967746?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-1619974354659942382</id><published>2011-09-17T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T01:09:42.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not always what you see</title><content type='html'>Hey wassup people!So here i am blogging instead of doing revision.I'm just too tired!Came back from school at 11pm.How awesome is that!Seriously man fuck my school with their craze all students must get A for A level PW. Like reality check, university admissions don't even look at your pw!They only look at your 3H2s subjects.Due to pw, my revision is stagnant and today i had to miss drama bcoz of this ass.And my drama was still doing SYF AUDITIONS!But i'm really greatful to Allah because I have been chosen to play as Hamlet's mom, Gertrude.Hamlet is by Shakespeare!Going to work very hard to prove myself.I have big dreams about my contribution into the arts scene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have decided to discuss on stereotype thinking.Many in our muslim society have this stereotypical thinking that all girls who wear the head scarves they are the cream of de crop.I do not agree to this at all.I have seen many times where these muslimah girls failed to follow social etiquettes.Like seriously when you are wearing the head scarve, don't get intimate with your boyfriend please.I just find this act indecent.I know this is some kind of discrimination as i do not have issues with those malay girls who hold the hands of their bf or lean on their shoulders.I was talking with my friend about how I heard to be working in ISD you cannot be conservative.Then she looked at me and said "but you are not conservative what".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my heart i was saying am i like seriously not conservative?I mean my dressing is decent enough and i don't act like a wildcat.I know i sound modern because of the fact that I want to go on a holiday with my boyfriend but i will bring along our friends as well!Then, i do not have those restrictions like you must be standing 15cm apart with your boyfriend.And yes one more thing I will not wear the head scarve even if forced by my husband(i hope i dont face this situation) till i'm ready with my heart and soul!Our appearance do not determine our characters and neither would it erode the moral values instilled in us.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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see'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-7303039365849145315</id><published>2011-09-07T00:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T00:32:08.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZzAdRBUKqo/TmZKv6P0ErI/AAAAAAAAApo/ldzi8lkpWPI/s1600/new%2Blook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZzAdRBUKqo/TmZKv6P0ErI/AAAAAAAAApo/ldzi8lkpWPI/s320/new%2Blook.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649284969532756658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey wassup people!It's been one week of raya already.Fast huh...So raya is kind of boring especially when you have to return to school and when you have exams in 27 days time?I'm like dead shit bcoz i have not start serious revision.Wow u mean there's funny revision?I can do funny revision.You know those moments where you pair of eyes are staring at your notes but you are laughing mind you!How can someone laugh while reading history?I can laugh because i'm thinking of something else.Well Raya is like a special thing so don't i wanna make myself look special and extra gorgeous?Here are some pics and there will be more to come as i'm going to jalan raya with both my secondary school friends and jc mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zneArkCJeeg/TmZKdJnMzKI/AAAAAAAAApg/dzw2y3HeCXo/s1600/tch%2527s%2Bday%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zneArkCJeeg/TmZKdJnMzKI/AAAAAAAAApg/dzw2y3HeCXo/s320/tch%2527s%2Bday%2B2011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649284647239863458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aMtM45IqGIo/TmZKTW-k6_I/AAAAAAAAApY/Yek72UDCnCY/s1600/tch%2527s%2Bday%2B2011%2Bpix%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aMtM45IqGIo/TmZKTW-k6_I/AAAAAAAAApY/Yek72UDCnCY/s320/tch%2527s%2Bday%2B2011%2Bpix%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649284479028882418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E0YYppAQSeg/TmZKI7XX8dI/AAAAAAAAApQ/YuefHlz1Qdw/s1600/raya%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E0YYppAQSeg/TmZKI7XX8dI/AAAAAAAAApQ/YuefHlz1Qdw/s320/raya%2B2011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649284299818004946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k39jJLk3FXQ/TmZJxuuiVCI/AAAAAAAAApI/DnhwcN4ut_A/s1600/raya%2B2011%2Bpix%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k39jJLk3FXQ/TmZJxuuiVCI/AAAAAAAAApI/DnhwcN4ut_A/s320/raya%2B2011%2Bpix%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649283901288502306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps:Since my title for this post is New Look just to inform H&amp;M is finally here baby!H&amp;M models are so hot!Ofcourse i'm talking about the guys!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-7303039365849145315?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/7303039365849145315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-6712092909121863577</id><published>2011-08-23T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T00:23:50.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best thing i ever had</title><content type='html'>If beyonce said the best I NEVER had I would say the best thing I ever had is to have my family,my ppi gang whom I miss like tons and having a bitch for best friend.and the bestets thing is the joy of celebrating Ramadhan!We are left with last 10 days before syawal announces its arrival.I miss facing ramadhan with PPI the jokes that we shared during recess times!I know at times I have neglected my friends like I don't even call seri bcoz I seriously do not have the timw.I am getting less than 5 hours of sleep every single day!My revision is pending bcoz I have to go terawih which I have no complaints against but back from terawih I rushed to do tutorials.And I have yet to clean my house.So is my life interesting?The answer is quite obvious ok enough said time to sleep!I'm guilty that I actually blogged instead of using the time to do revision!Insyaallah I will be able to wake up by 4.45am and no sleep afterwards and I'm ending school at 5 great huh?  &lt;br /&gt;MFDj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-6712092909121863577?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/6712092909121863577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=6712092909121863577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/6712092909121863577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/6712092909121863577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/08/best-thing-i-ever-had.html' title='The best thing i ever had'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-7164801271518681944</id><published>2011-08-07T14:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T14:45:57.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A joke about J.B is indeed hilarious!</title><content type='html'>3 guys walk into a bar &lt;br /&gt;The first guy says "I have got the smallest arm in? the world" &lt;br /&gt;The second guy "I have the smallest head in the world" &lt;br /&gt;The third guy "I have got the smallest d*ck in the world" &lt;br /&gt;The 3 guys go to the Guinness World Records &lt;br /&gt;The first guy comes back and says "I really do have? the smallest? arm in the world" &lt;br /&gt;The second guy comes back and says "Amazing, I do have the smallest head in the world" &lt;br /&gt;The third guy comes back angry " Who the F*CK is JUSTIN BEIBER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girlfriend and boyfriend walked into the girlfriends house and the girlfriend said to her mom, "Mom, me and my boyfriend are going up to my room" and the mom says, "Ok honey, you kids have fun." &lt;br /&gt;When they are up their the mom hears: "Baby baby baby oh!" &lt;br /&gt;The mom walks to the door and ask, "What the hell is going on?" &lt;br /&gt;The girl says, "Mom were just having s*x." and the mom says, "Oh thank god I thought you guys were listening to Justin Bieber."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can read this stuff bcoz I cannot puasa!Hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-7164801271518681944?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/7164801271518681944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=7164801271518681944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/7164801271518681944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/7164801271518681944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/08/joke-about-jb-is-indeed-hilarious.html' title='A joke about J.B is indeed hilarious!'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-1110484356430970809</id><published>2011-07-30T11:23:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T12:07:16.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only girl in the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3bs6dau2vr8/TjOCPb4oq7I/AAAAAAAAApA/MrnnmzQodU8/s1600/rihanna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3bs6dau2vr8/TjOCPb4oq7I/AAAAAAAAApA/MrnnmzQodU8/s320/rihanna.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634990760465574834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hola people!!Finally i'm able to steal some time to blog!Today my post is going to talk all about girls!I know rite,GIRLFRIENDS!!!What inspired me to blog regarding this?I don't know maybe few events that took place for the past weeks and this idea struck me when I was in the toilet,showering. Like they said,you always get the best ideas when you are in the toilet.In this world,there are many types of girls.Like the malay proverb goes, Rambut sama hitam Hati lain2.All of us may have the 'same black hair' but all of use have different personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first type of girl i'm going to discuss is what I call the Sampah Saraps or the rubbish sewage kind.What do I mean by this?Yesterday i witnessed a couple,malay obviously fighting under my void deck.Yes, it's not quarelling instead it's fighting because violence was involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ahz00OYmzqM/TjOA7BMHIhI/AAAAAAAAAow/p6Mf3h7KEgU/s1600/violence2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ahz00OYmzqM/TjOA7BMHIhI/AAAAAAAAAow/p6Mf3h7KEgU/s320/violence2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634989310190494226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boyfriend threw a skateboard at the girl.Initially,I thought he was you know passing that thing but when I studied his body language I realised that ok he meant business when he threw that skateboard.The girl's reaction was just to throw vulgarities at him and started hitting him.Obviously the guy hit the girl back.So the moral of the story is if we girls behave like sampah sarap,then it's very likely guys out there will treat you like one.How you bring yourself in society is important because society will treat you accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UqV1iY_4Hsk/TjOAgaMusbI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Cr2bho48yP0/s1600/violence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UqV1iY_4Hsk/TjOAgaMusbI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Cr2bho48yP0/s320/violence.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634988853047505330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second type of girls are those I call social misfit.Well for this even guys can be social misfit.When we hear social misfit,immediately the idea of someone unable or failed to integrate herself into the society comes into our mind.And you are right.Most of us like to call people weirdos.But i thought let's change that kind of calling names to something that is more classy.When we call people weirdo then we have failed to understand why he/she behaves in that manner.However,it's a different case when you call someone social misfit,it means that you have already analysed why that individual behaves so differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-poc1Hj5vEX8/TjN_VhF9F3I/AAAAAAAAAoY/CoCCUvpUP54/s1600/social%2Bmisfit%2B2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-poc1Hj5vEX8/TjN_VhF9F3I/AAAAAAAAAoY/CoCCUvpUP54/s320/social%2Bmisfit%2B2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634987566407948146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those girls who are labeled as social misfit,basically you do not know the right ways to talk to a group of people and you have difficulties befriending people.It's not that you refuse to befriend people but those people whom you want to befriend with are unable to see you as their friend.Reason being is you do not cross paths with them.There is no intersection of chemistry.I do pity these kind of girls because people always make fun of them and I'm glad that I'm not a social misfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zkgglRjWycQ/TjN-dFySReI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/6G2Ms6EruFA/s1600/social%2Bmisfit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zkgglRjWycQ/TjN-dFySReI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/6G2Ms6EruFA/s320/social%2Bmisfit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634986597005018594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-luRc0U3XC1A/TjN_6X09wxI/AAAAAAAAAog/TS3ReeGA49U/s1600/social%2Bmisfit3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-luRc0U3XC1A/TjN_6X09wxI/AAAAAAAAAog/TS3ReeGA49U/s320/social%2Bmisfit3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634988199575929618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly it's your girlfriends!!Yesterday I met seri and this is what she said to me. Seri: Anisah in my school there's no one like you! This is when the issue of uniqueness comes in.Like how Singapore likes to say uniquely singapore,where we singaporeans no matter where we go,we will definitely miss singapore.Well atleast when you are in a country that is no match for singapore but if you are in New york then it's a different issue.I would say,forget Singapore!Anyway coming back to this subject, I know one day that bitch will adapt to her new surroundings like how I did.But i just want to tell you that Throughout your whole life,you will never ever meet another person called your Anisah.Similarly,I will never meet another Seri Hannah.We will continue to make more friends as we grow older but each and everyone of us is unique and there's no replacement of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vr2cMhokmrg/TjOBvsFCA0I/AAAAAAAAAo4/v6x4-Wa_qng/s1600/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vr2cMhokmrg/TjOBvsFCA0I/AAAAAAAAAo4/v6x4-Wa_qng/s320/friends.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634990215056720706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-1110484356430970809?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/1110484356430970809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=1110484356430970809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/1110484356430970809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/1110484356430970809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/07/only-girl-in-world.html' title='Only girl in the world'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3bs6dau2vr8/TjOCPb4oq7I/AAAAAAAAApA/MrnnmzQodU8/s72-c/rihanna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-38004212337311644</id><published>2011-07-17T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T22:19:29.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a sunday but not a lazy one</title><content type='html'>Hey hey people!Sunday is ending soon with few more hours before Monday greets us.I don't like Sunday because i'm always having monday blues.Today I woke up early just to do my pw and continued with econs.I took a long time to do econs afterwards helped mom to clean the house as my newly-wed cousin was coming.I still need to study for my history FA and complete a 5 page cerpen which is kind of challenging!I feel like fainting because tmrw I'm ending school at 6 though this is not something new for me.I'm done with Johanna Lindsey's H.R book which is sooo romantic!Like duhh!This Ambrose Devlin St James is sooo freaking hot and he turns me on!Hahaha!The story started about how a duke went into disguise as a horse breeder in a countryside and he met with this beautiful girl, Megan.Their bickering never ends and it got kind of worse when Megan told Devlin she was going to get maried to a duke name Ambrose st james without knowing that Devlin is the duke she was referring to!I loveee the story so much and it made me so happy!I will have an upcoming post to discuss something exciting(winks) so just wait for it!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-38004212337311644?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/38004212337311644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=38004212337311644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/38004212337311644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/38004212337311644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-sunday-but-not-lazy-one.html' title='It&apos;s a sunday but not a lazy one'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-2773086607313458618</id><published>2011-07-10T01:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T01:28:03.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So homosexuality is a norm thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d4iWue74OsA/ThiNI_TvDVI/AAAAAAAAAno/dBbULltLRw4/s1600/homos.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d4iWue74OsA/ThiNI_TvDVI/AAAAAAAAAno/dBbULltLRw4/s320/homos.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627402919972113746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like in Britain being homosexuals is a norm thing. It seems like the concept of homosexuality has always been with us like the concept of hetrosexual.I just read the news about how homosexuality is to be implemented in the curriculum of 4 year old kids!Why do you trouble these kids with these kind of problems?Can't you leave the kids to lead a normal life and childhood?It's so scary to see how kids nowdays at such a young age have to know what are the kind of problems that the world is facing.I don't remember when I was young, I was taught about homosexual which is no relevant to any kids' life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HUclPjvD2I/ThiNfRU58JI/AAAAAAAAAnw/8_P4II0TmbI/s1600/homo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HUclPjvD2I/ThiNfRU58JI/AAAAAAAAAnw/8_P4II0TmbI/s320/homo2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627403302765981842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason given for this inclusive learning is to highlight to the kids that there are these special people in our society and they have to be accepted.When i read the news article, the first thing that struck my mind was are you trying to tell the kids that it's alright to be homosexuals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L0r72M9mIDY/ThiODok-HzI/AAAAAAAAAoA/ilHKGFfCDHA/s1600/lesbians.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L0r72M9mIDY/ThiODok-HzI/AAAAAAAAAoA/ilHKGFfCDHA/s320/lesbians.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627403927482670898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the world over-populated, so we need to have more homosexuals to ensure that the world will not collapse trying to bear the weight of us, human population?The second thing that struck my mind was, there is no way I can migrate to Britain as I always fantasize and expose my children to these kind of concepts. I will never allow my children to develop the thinking that being homosexual is a norm and acceptable thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FGUC3RQjfBo/ThiNmKOEO5I/AAAAAAAAAn4/HfatakHiEX4/s1600/homo3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FGUC3RQjfBo/ThiNmKOEO5I/AAAAAAAAAn4/HfatakHiEX4/s320/homo3.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627403421117332370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I may sound biased but actually I'm not.I just want my children to understand the simple fact that Islam disallow homosexuals and ofcousre at the same time I will ingrain my children the importance of respecting our homosexual friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jyVV2r82nvk/ThiOXPUyMkI/AAAAAAAAAoI/Lbf8MTM2PUc/s1600/lesbians2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jyVV2r82nvk/ThiOXPUyMkI/AAAAAAAAAoI/Lbf8MTM2PUc/s320/lesbians2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627404264301277762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important to accept and respect these people but not to the extend of giving my children the option to be homosexuals.I pray to Allah never let me see the day of seeing my own kins turning homosexuals.The concept of Adam and Eve is so beautiful and I'm madly in love with this concept.Accepting homosexual dosent mean they have to be included in my life's dictionary right?&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-2773086607313458618?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/2773086607313458618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=2773086607313458618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/2773086607313458618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/2773086607313458618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-homosexuality-is-norm-thing.html' title='So homosexuality is a norm thing'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d4iWue74OsA/ThiNI_TvDVI/AAAAAAAAAno/dBbULltLRw4/s72-c/homos.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-8748832760376291557</id><published>2011-07-02T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T01:03:56.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Success and Failure</title><content type='html'>Failure seems to have no place any longer in this competitive world. It seems like when you does a mistake, you have done a big sin.Success is used to gauge or rather measure one's capability.You need to be successful to survive in this ever competitive world.Which is why students in Singapore are forced to work hard and strive for success.Why am I suddenly discussing about success and failure?I have gotten back my summer test results or also known as mid-yr results and there's only one word, Horrendous!I have like only a bloody 1 credit point.When I read my friends' blogs, they are in poly, it was mentioned that they did pretty well in their examinations.Ofcourse I am happy for them but it's just so demoralizing to hear how well the students are passing and getting the A and Bs.However in my Jc, it's like a normal thing for us to fail and screw those papers big time.I know that I should not give up.I must persevere and work very very hard to promote to JC2.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-8748832760376291557?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/8748832760376291557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=8748832760376291557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/8748832760376291557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/8748832760376291557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/07/success-and-failure.html' title='Success and Failure'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-3182269450648235036</id><published>2011-06-25T11:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T11:53:55.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little joke to brighten my day</title><content type='html'>A priest and a taxi driver both died and went to heaven. St. Peter was at the Pearly gates waiting for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Come with me', said St. Peter to the taxi driver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taxi driver did as he was told and followed St. Peter to a mansion. It had anything you could imagine from a bowling alley to an Olympic size pool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Wow, thank you', said the taxi driver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, St. Peter led the priest to a rugged old shack with a bunk bed and a little old television set. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Wait, I think you are a little mixed up', said the priest. 'Shouldn't I be the one who gets the mansion? After all I was a priest, went to church every day, and preached God's word.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, that's true. But during your sermons people slept. When the taxi driver drove, everyone prayed!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-3182269450648235036?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/3182269450648235036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=3182269450648235036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/3182269450648235036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/3182269450648235036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-joke-to-brighten-my-day.html' title='A little joke to brighten my day'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-2763507994998781312</id><published>2011-06-25T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T11:46:03.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a dirty joke but it's damn hilarious</title><content type='html'>The bride tells her husband, "Honey, you know I'm a virgin and I don't know&lt;br /&gt;anything about sex. Can you explain it to me first?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK, Sweetheart. Putting it simply, we will call your private place 'the&lt;br /&gt;prison' and call my private thing 'the prisoner'. So what we do is: put the&lt;br /&gt;prisoner in the prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then they made love for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, the guy is lying face up on the bed, smiling with satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nudging him, his bride giggles, "Honey the prisoner seems to have escaped."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning on his side, he smiles. "Then we will have to re-imprison him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the second time they spent, the guy reaches for his cigarettes but&lt;br /&gt;the girl, thoroughly enjoying the new experience of making love, gives him&lt;br /&gt;a suggestive smile, "Honey, the prisoner is out again!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man rises to the occasion, but with the unsteady legs of a recently&lt;br /&gt;born foal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, he lays back on the bed, totally exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She nudges him and says, "Honey, the prisoner escaped again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limply turning his head, He YELLS at her, "Hey, its not a life sentence,&lt;br /&gt;OKAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this from a website and no I didnt create this joke.Please i have better things to do then trying to crack dirty jokes thought they are one of the best jokes!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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hilarious'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-7624001133543618437</id><published>2011-06-17T02:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T02:33:16.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am different.You are different.Everyone is different</title><content type='html'>If you guys realised I actually changed my blog's pic to Katty Perry's TGIF wallpaper:)I love the vid because it's soo goofy,nerdy and yet colourful!When I watched the vid I went "who says nerds are not hot and cool in their own ways?"Time checked 2.10am and I'm awake.Nothing surprising.Mj12 just ended awhile ago and today's stories are scary!I love mj12 though it gives me the creep sometimes.While i was listening to mj12,I was reading some of my friends' blog.Isn't it fascinating to see that every individual is different in many ways?I am so different frm these friends of mine.It's like in their blog there's always a touch of religious aspects.Religious aspect hardly surfaces in my blog.There are a few but see the word I used is few and not many.Please don't have the impression that religion has a small significant in my life.In fact it has a huge significant in my life.It's just that this significance is not shown in my writing I guess.I have to admit that I'm impressed with my friends who take the trouble but I doubt so it's a trouble for them in fact it must be a pleasure to share wonderful stories about Islam.I don't do that.And I feel so kerdil.I don't know how to translate this feeling in eng so that explains the use of malay word.Oh wait i think kerdil is equivalent to inferior.Somewhere along those line.And yeah...I don't know how to put in words the thoughts that i'm having right now.Must I change?Must I change in my writing?We have always heard of change for the better.And this change will even be better.But well,let's just rest the issue.I can't force myself right?I will feel so hypocrite because I will not feel like my real self.The most important part is that I do my responsibility as a Muslim and yeah I know i need to gain more knowledge about my own religion because my knowledge is shallow.If my mom reads this she will start her nagging about me refusing to follow her to syarahan.I know it sounds so like a bad kid but I don't like to be forced.I need the initiative to come from myself.For an example if my mom ask me or rather advised me to read the quran I will actually refuse to do so.But when she didn't say anything I will actually sometimes though,after prayers read the quran.Are my actions example of defiancy?Maybe yes to a little extent.But that's me.Life will be boring if you play the good kid all the time.Once in awhile you need to play the bad kid to have a balance and to have several various memories rather than same mundane memories.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-7624001133543618437?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/7624001133543618437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=7624001133543618437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/7624001133543618437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/7624001133543618437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-you-guys-realised-i-actually-changed.html' title='I am different.You are different.Everyone is different'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-2063811619114277777</id><published>2011-06-17T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T02:07:22.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes people are very contradicting</title><content type='html'>You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains. You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines. You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows. This is why I am afraid, you say that you love me too&lt;br /&gt;- William Shakespeare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-2063811619114277777?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/2063811619114277777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=2063811619114277777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/2063811619114277777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/2063811619114277777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/06/sometimes-people-are-very-contradicting.html' title='Sometimes people are very contradicting'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-6525329619478213672</id><published>2011-06-14T12:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T13:30:10.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a lengthy post but read it to hear my voice</title><content type='html'>Every human being needs familiarity.Most of us dislike changes.We need to be in our comfort zone.But perpetually being in your comfort zones may be boring that's when you decide to go out of your hiding shell and embark on a new journey.This is how I have been feeling throughout my life.My first hiding shell was my mom's womb before I decide or rather it was decided enough being enclosed in that comforting womb and it's time to go out and greet the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my second hiding shell was my home before again it was time to get out of it and attend kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my third hiding shell would be kindergarten before again it was decided time to attend primary school education.In primary school especially upper primary I did make alot of friends and was devastated when i was asked to vacate my hiding shell and attend secondary school.I clearly remember how I could not adapt to the new environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it the school,classroom,new unknown faces of classmates and new teachers.I was very quiet and didn't really know how to go up to people and befriend them.I told my sis that I missed my primary school friends and I don't know how to befriend my new classmates.My sis told me I have to be brave in making friends and I have to befriend these people quick before they have thier own cliques and I would not get the chance to fit in one of those cliques.So I gather courage and started talking to Xin Hui and Xue yi.Will never forget these beautiful memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that my best hiding shell for now is my secondary school because of the people I have met.When I attended JC of course I go around and talk to people so I do have Hi and Bye friends.But close friends not yet until now.It amazes me to see how some of my friends have really bonded well with the rest of the JC mates.It's like what only 5 months they know each other and they have glued up pretty quickly.I do  not want to force myself in finding close friends or be devastated if I don't have close friends.Firstly because I feel it's still too early and I prefer to leave this in the hands of destiny.If it's meant to be it will happen someday.I didnt decide to be bestfriend with Seri and Ruai.I miss that bitch anyway.I didn't decide to be buddies with Mai,Rena,IS,Ash,Anba,Dzul,Xin Hui,Xue Yi,Ger,Edna,Val and Weiyi.It's all fated.So be it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually one reason I wrote this post because I observed my semarak temasek team where we did tanggang at Tjc yeah that grp of people are actually very close to each other.They have decided to go out.Well of course they inbox everybody including me but I don't feel included.Well, I'm aware of the fact that I was late in replying their inbox.So I read their discussion and each of them was stating their busy schedule.Then ofcourse our instructor Kak Dee went like ok let's wait for everyone answers.But I realised before even I could give my answer it was decided that they are meeting tmrw.I actually replied that I could make it without reading thier discussions.After replying then i read their discussions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like a fool for replying because it was already decided and they didn't even wait for my answer.I mean maybe the way I sound right now it's like as if they have committed a big crime.But i was thinking if lets say I'm asking my friends when they are free to go out and Maisarah for example is the only one who hasn't reply I will not be going "Ok people it's decided!We are meeting on 18th June".I would wait for her answer because I want everyone to attend!So i am pissed that they didn't bother to wait for my reply.Then now they have changed the venue of the meeting and the discussion went on again and decided again ofcourse without me voicing out my opinion.I'm not hurt just pissed off at their lack of courtesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have never been a part of that group because well I have to admit it I am very quiet with these people.They don't know the real me.Even one of my friends from this group asked me why is it that I'm always quiet whenever I'm around them but I'm a different person when I'm with our classmates?Back then I just gave the simplest answer whenever we have semarak temasek training my energy drained out.The truth is there's no chemistry between them and me.I have no clue how to be one of them or make their kinds of jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are very nice people but just this thing irks me.Initially,I thought of still going.Try to know them better.People always say that the more you hang with that person you will know each other better and the chemistry will born between both of you.I thought that I shall not be an anti-social.But haizzz I dont know.Like no one asked me if I'm ok with eating at Simpang Bedok as they planned to.Maybe I'm just being ridiculous here but whatever.If it's meant to be I'm will not be close to these people then it's meant to be.I believe in fate and destiny.I am thankful to have those names mentioned above as my friends.They are my positive energy.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-6525329619478213672?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/6525329619478213672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=6525329619478213672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/6525329619478213672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/6525329619478213672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-lengthy-post-but-read-it-to-hear-my.html' title='It&apos;s a lengthy post but read it to hear my voice'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-5927346726379845487</id><published>2011-06-08T11:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T11:57:59.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The song sounded irritating at first but it makes sense</title><content type='html'>The first time I heard this malay song my first impression was 'How irritaing can this song be and the singer's voice is soo old school!' and then I heard it for few times again at Ria and I paid attention to the lyrics.Then I went 'Ooooh!The lyrics are definitely a slap to those malay couples out there.'The song's title is Kalau Berpacaran.Here are the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau berpacaran&lt;br /&gt;Memang banyak pantang larang&lt;br /&gt;Menjaga susila&lt;br /&gt;Ibu bapa adik abang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apabila berdua&lt;br /&gt;Carilah tempat yang terang&lt;br /&gt;Agar tidak pula&lt;br /&gt;Mencuba aksi terlarang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not comment because...Well i would like to say even if you want to romantisize go ahead just do it in a hotel or your own house.Don't do it in public places because it's disgusting and your action shows that you have no moral values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korus&lt;br /&gt;Boleh pandang-pandang&lt;br /&gt;Jangan pegang-pegang&lt;br /&gt;Duduk renggang-renggang&lt;br /&gt;Bertambah sayang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau berpacaran&lt;br /&gt;Jangan tunggu lama-lama&lt;br /&gt;Kalau dah berkenan&lt;br /&gt;Jumpalah ayah dan mama&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Kita sambung cerita&lt;br /&gt;Kalau kamu berdua&lt;br /&gt;Aku yang ketiga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku penambah perasa&lt;br /&gt;Akulah pendarab nafsu serakah&lt;br /&gt;Hai teruna bikin perangai selamba&lt;br /&gt;Hati si dara kata tak apa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berani buat terima padah&lt;br /&gt;Kalau tak sedia&lt;br /&gt;Ucap syahadah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-5927346726379845487?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/5927346726379845487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=5927346726379845487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/5927346726379845487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/5927346726379845487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/06/song-sounded-irritating-at-first-but-it.html' title='The song sounded irritating at first but it makes sense'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-7051209031952673122</id><published>2011-06-08T11:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T02:36:39.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaringan Rangkaian Sosial</title><content type='html'>Ini adalah kali pertama saya berbahasa melayu dalam penulisan saya di sini.Tiba-tiba terasa ingin cuba untuk bertulis dalam bahasa melayu. Mungkin ada di kalangan kita kurang fahami dengan maksud jaringan rangkaian sosial. Jaringan Rangkaian Sosial dalam istilah Inggerisnya adalah Social Networking website seperti Facebook dan Twitter. Tidak dapat dinafikan yang banyak kebaikan boleh diperolehi daripada JRS.Contohnya, dengan adanya JRS, komunikasi kini lebih mudah dan kita boleh berinteraksi dengan sahabat-handai dan saudara-mara di luar ataupun dalam negara.Tetapi apakah keburukan JRS?Keburukan JRS ialah mereka yang kita tidak kenali dengan senangnya boleh mencari kita di Facebook.Lantas,mereka akan dapat menerjah kehidupan peribadi kita.Hahah ok switch back to english.So the reason why i'm blogging about social networking website is because my cousin just added me!And no i'm not estactic then she added me infact when I saw her friend request I cringed.Firstly, some of my cousins have already added me and I don't really like it but I still accept their friends' request.But then again I'm not close to this cuzzie of mine.Like as if I'm close to my other cousins who are on my FB.Hahah!Ok the issue is this cuzzie of mine her mom has FB as well.If I accept her friend request then her mom would also want to add me.So the decision made I'm just going to ignore her friend's request.Sorry cuzzie but I do not want your mom to poke her nose into my personal life.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-7051209031952673122?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/7051209031952673122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=7051209031952673122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/7051209031952673122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/7051209031952673122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/06/jaringan-rangkaian-sosial.html' title='Jaringan Rangkaian Sosial'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-9087435191709658354</id><published>2011-06-04T11:25:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T12:09:49.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artificial is never the same as natural</title><content type='html'>Artificial never equates to Natural. If you have natural beauty you don't need that thick makeup on your face because you are pretty to begin with. You do not need beauty products to enhance your features. If you have a sharp nose you do not need soemone to apply whatever makeup products to your nose so that your nose would actually look sharper than it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KJ05r3bxWl4/TemvRjfsjXI/AAAAAAAAAnA/DeX7HBScbv8/s1600/mac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KJ05r3bxWl4/TemvRjfsjXI/AAAAAAAAAnA/DeX7HBScbv8/s320/mac.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614211126614855026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ks37V_hN17U/Temuuyw2A9I/AAAAAAAAAm4/YrirwCSTTZU/s1600/beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ks37V_hN17U/Temuuyw2A9I/AAAAAAAAAm4/YrirwCSTTZU/s320/beauty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614210529417888722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what happens when you remove these artificial beauty products from your face? Your nose will still look the same as it is. If you are a plain jane you will still look like a plain jane. The point i'm trying to make here is artificial is never here to stay with you unlike Natural.Artificial comes and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R4JHSCZ5u0M/TemtbtX944I/AAAAAAAAAmg/0sZm1Rbx9nc/s1600/artificial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R4JHSCZ5u0M/TemtbtX944I/AAAAAAAAAmg/0sZm1Rbx9nc/s320/artificial.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614209102042227586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Artificial makes you happy for awhile then it will leave you again with your dicsontentment with how you look.In comparison to Natural, it stays by your side as your most loyal friend and when you have it in your possession you will think you are the luckiest girl to have it. So why am I suddenly talking about Natural and Artificial? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7CQY14JqowE/TemuDkhpIDI/AAAAAAAAAmo/osNZeefSkfo/s1600/tyra%2Bbanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7CQY14JqowE/TemuDkhpIDI/AAAAAAAAAmo/osNZeefSkfo/s320/tyra%2Bbanks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614209786861658162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEBJ4a0rJmQ/TemuXnDVlRI/AAAAAAAAAmw/pl_Oel1g-tA/s1600/artifical2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEBJ4a0rJmQ/TemuXnDVlRI/AAAAAAAAAmw/pl_Oel1g-tA/s320/artifical2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614210131137238290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have rebonded my hair for 3 times. My hair used to be curly but unfortunately i'm not blessed with beautiful curls instead with curls that could irk me. Hence, I rebonded my hair for the first time in sec 2. Ofcourse to see my hair in a presentable condition really makes me feel happy but then when my curl hair starts to grow I have to go through this post-rebonding process where my hair seriously looks weird!In fact i'm going through this process now as my curly hair is growing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1xqka8xOyKw/Temvn-Kjk3I/AAAAAAAAAnI/IB4OUaTM9BQ/s1600/rebonding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1xqka8xOyKw/Temvn-Kjk3I/AAAAAAAAAnI/IB4OUaTM9BQ/s320/rebonding.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614211511731065714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As usual I thought of rebonding it again but my sis do not allow me to rebond my hair again. She said that rebonding will take a toll on my hair. I will soon start losing my hair if i keep exposing my hair to the harmful effects of hair chemicals. AND I think this time i should listen to her advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-joBJOVVvSJQ/Temr3s1wlGI/AAAAAAAAAlc/cAwhZXS8uf0/s1600/beyonce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-joBJOVVvSJQ/Temr3s1wlGI/AAAAAAAAAlc/cAwhZXS8uf0/s320/beyonce.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614207383911830626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dKNqic-Ciy8/TemsOwIn1cI/AAAAAAAAAmE/5CRa_eRIpmI/s1600/beyonce2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dKNqic-Ciy8/TemsOwIn1cI/AAAAAAAAAmE/5CRa_eRIpmI/s320/beyonce2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614207779933246914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then i was thinking how unfair could it be that celebs like Rihanna and Beyonce always have the gorgeous hair and they get to try out so many different kind of hairstyles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--R7A96oi8sY/TemqcQMLXVI/AAAAAAAAAk8/tuP5yucpNBY/s1600/rihanna1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--R7A96oi8sY/TemqcQMLXVI/AAAAAAAAAk8/tuP5yucpNBY/s320/rihanna1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614205812853136722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna's new video MAN DOWN she has this long red hair.And she really look so good!I'm so envious of her because she always have the best hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jPrmogIOIDg/TemqrLr-WpI/AAAAAAAAAlE/1Q6uqqtGNiw/s1600/rihanna%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jPrmogIOIDg/TemqrLr-WpI/AAAAAAAAAlE/1Q6uqqtGNiw/s320/rihanna%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614206069342362258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bzRSlLwC5Dw/TemrWTRqqgI/AAAAAAAAAlM/YtddcgXhqGU/s1600/rihanna%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bzRSlLwC5Dw/TemrWTRqqgI/AAAAAAAAAlM/YtddcgXhqGU/s320/rihanna%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614206810113878530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UU5gJzUHL7E/TemroUKQ7sI/AAAAAAAAAlU/zgiLZVuNwzU/s1600/rihanna4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UU5gJzUHL7E/TemroUKQ7sI/AAAAAAAAAlU/zgiLZVuNwzU/s320/rihanna4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614207119588912834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish i can be like her.Whenever i feel like haiving a short hair, I'm able to.Then few months later when i feel like having a long hair I'm still able to.Hmm saying about long hair since i can't rebond my hair maybe I can do hair extension:)Atleast there's no involvement of chemicals for hair extension.Life is so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YAtvT630gqo/TemsgdZ3rEI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/EQWSdgbVgA8/&lt;br /&gt;s1600/life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YAtvT630gqo/TemsgdZ3rEI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/EQWSdgbVgA8/s320/life.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614208084142959682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I have gorgeous curls like my first sis?I don't look forward to go through that painful process of post-rebonding.Thinking about it can make me cry!Going through it?OH GOD!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-9087435191709658354?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/9087435191709658354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=9087435191709658354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/9087435191709658354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/9087435191709658354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/06/artificial-is-never-same-as-natural.html' title='Artificial is never the same as natural'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KJ05r3bxWl4/TemvRjfsjXI/AAAAAAAAAnA/DeX7HBScbv8/s72-c/mac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-6601103828668375468</id><published>2011-05-30T19:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T19:36:10.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhaustion plus feeling fat equals to what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YitnPe63HlM/TeN-tu3ZJsI/AAAAAAAAAkI/WVmRXKhX3_M/s1600/i%2Bfeel%2Bfat.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YitnPe63HlM/TeN-tu3ZJsI/AAAAAAAAAkI/WVmRXKhX3_M/s320/i%2Bfeel%2Bfat.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612468884773349058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--vK20POXPM0/TeN__eckmBI/AAAAAAAAAkg/3UhmznPRSd8/s1600/tired.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--vK20POXPM0/TeN__eckmBI/AAAAAAAAAkg/3UhmznPRSd8/s320/tired.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612470289115158546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey,hey people!After a mad rush weekend at Nus I'm finally home sweet home:)On friday prepared for Bahas 4pm with Arif and Zul at Woodlands library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WsxR-nCJKpE/TeN_PyTWqiI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/KSyD3gM59mM/s1600/body.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WsxR-nCJKpE/TeN_PyTWqiI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/KSyD3gM59mM/s320/body.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612469469811485218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went back home and continue preparation till 2.30am mind you!On sat morning woke up at 5.30am, when i went to the toilet for my shower I preen myself at the mirror and I went "Oh my!Is that me?How horrible I looked!My eyes looked like as if they have been punched!" I felt extremely tired hence I flag for a cab to NUS.Yeah man how much money I had to spend.First round was with Ngee Ann Poly and we won!My first time debating and of course there were flaws and there were still flaws till the fourth round.But I tried to improve myself with the comments and guidance given by my judges and super duper awesome seniors!!Fourth round played against Wak Tanjong and this was the second time we met them and we won again!Ever since last year we won against Wak Tanjong!So proud of my seniors and of course the swing team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2B25eq0MYr4/TeN_j6c6XGI/AAAAAAAAAkY/8Zg4LFMHfmw/s1600/fat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2B25eq0MYr4/TeN_j6c6XGI/AAAAAAAAAkY/8Zg4LFMHfmw/s320/fat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612469815596440674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh for the fourth round I got pembahas terbaik!Just imagine how estatic I was when abg Izwan told me!Bahas was really an eye-opening experience and it has ignited my passion for it and my thirst to know more about Bahas has not been quenched yet.I still have this Bahas Fever with me because ever since yesterday till now I kept thinking about Bahas!I really love and will always cherish this wonderful experience I was given!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9uuq1mP_Tl0/TeOAVuiHt_I/AAAAAAAAAko/CgqPhCUPTIU/s1600/victory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9uuq1mP_Tl0/TeOAVuiHt_I/AAAAAAAAAko/CgqPhCUPTIU/s320/victory.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612470671390521330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fNbWXhCzfm0/TeOBES87y3I/AAAAAAAAAkw/YlgZagy1XIE/s1600/bahas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fNbWXhCzfm0/TeOBES87y3I/AAAAAAAAAkw/YlgZagy1XIE/s320/bahas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612471471440644978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then I'm feeling fat because I don't know I feel like I ate alot during the perkampungan but again when I recall I didnt really eat because all the time I was busy preparing for Mauduk.Then today I bought KOI which is in the fridge.I know I'm going to drink it but I feel fat!I must go and jog.Tmrw I can't so I guess Wednesday I will be reunited with Bdk Rsvr.I have not done that stupid PW and can I op not to do it?Well you don't have to answer because I know what is the answer.An answer that will crush my hope.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-6601103828668375468?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/6601103828668375468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=6601103828668375468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/6601103828668375468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/6601103828668375468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/05/exhaustion-plus-feeling-fat-equals-to.html' title='Exhaustion plus feeling fat equals to what?'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YitnPe63HlM/TeN-tu3ZJsI/AAAAAAAAAkI/WVmRXKhX3_M/s72-c/i%2Bfeel%2Bfat.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-834004763938301198</id><published>2011-05-26T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T22:26:29.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness is what u call it</title><content type='html'>Hola Earthians!Hahah created this word myself to refer us who are living on earth as Earthians!It's been long long time since I updated my blog. Many things have happened since the last i blogged.Aljunied GRC been taken over by WP.Then I was supposed to be in Bahas 4pm but my school decided to withdraw.Like BITCH MUCH.So I am in the swing team now but I am not representing my school. I was doing research then got bored and thought that I shall blog. I have already sat for my Summer Test which is actually Mid-yr exam.It was totally suckish because I wasn't prepared for it and I think I'm going to get bad grades.Tomorrow is the 'last day of school' before I'm going for my June break.But it's not even a break because I have to do stupid PW. I have planned that June hols besides doing PW and and school work I'm going to try as many times as possible to meet up with my friends!Miss them lotzzz!I'm hungry rite now and I'm feeling fat because I have been eating nonsense.I'm tired of having this paranoia that I will put on weight and be fat.Can I just eat whatever I feel like but my body would not gain the calories?How I wish this could be done.Looks like I have to jog.I'm tired of watching what I'm eating but I just have to because I do not want to be fat.Yesterday I went to the library and borrowed books:)Well you do not have to ask of course I borrowed love stories and books by J.D. Robb about murders!I know some people who read books that are very reality-like?I mean it reflects about the hard truth of life.I can't stand that kind of book.Of course many have argued that these kind of books widen your perspective and make you look at life in another different angle.I prefer books that can help me get away from reality.For example historical romance!See I'm eating again!Oh my god seriously for the past two days I have been eating nonsense!What a random post I would say&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-834004763938301198?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/834004763938301198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=834004763938301198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/834004763938301198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/834004763938301198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/05/randomness-is-what-u-call-it.html' title='Randomness is what u call it'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-5544021827969379940</id><published>2011-04-16T10:35:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T10:44:06.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broader Perspective for people who have narrow thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K74Okc9mKvk/TakAwCqk8sI/AAAAAAAAAio/ZdR-TPxblxU/s1600/romeo-and-juliet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K74Okc9mKvk/TakAwCqk8sI/AAAAAAAAAio/ZdR-TPxblxU/s320/romeo-and-juliet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596004837333725890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-30CMW-lnEwc/TakAq-8Wv-I/AAAAAAAAAig/3scbysQqe-I/s1600/romeo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-30CMW-lnEwc/TakAq-8Wv-I/AAAAAAAAAig/3scbysQqe-I/s320/romeo2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596004750435205090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vo5puCku85o/TakAk7Drg0I/AAAAAAAAAiY/mYSpay11KBI/s1600/romeo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vo5puCku85o/TakAk7Drg0I/AAAAAAAAAiY/mYSpay11KBI/s320/romeo3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596004646312969026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-srFT8VX2dqw/TakAgEV1J6I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/AFebJMHG434/s1600/romeo4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-srFT8VX2dqw/TakAgEV1J6I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/AFebJMHG434/s320/romeo4.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596004562905671586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0qW-q1vKyxI/TakA36vY8pI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Wg8i33NSEKU/s1600/true%2Blove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0qW-q1vKyxI/TakA36vY8pI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Wg8i33NSEKU/s320/true%2Blove.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596004972645380754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WREY0hL6wXU/TakA-ac6sDI/AAAAAAAAAi4/I-ra6oM8cs8/s1600/true%2Blove2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WREY0hL6wXU/TakA-ac6sDI/AAAAAAAAAi4/I-ra6oM8cs8/s320/true%2Blove2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596005084237049906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3TDTWlg_n4M/TakBFfqC4EI/AAAAAAAAAjA/vdMcOPyLtFI/s1600/true%2Blove3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3TDTWlg_n4M/TakBFfqC4EI/AAAAAAAAAjA/vdMcOPyLtFI/s320/true%2Blove3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596005205893374018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nlerg0Llu0Y/TakBPJgQNVI/AAAAAAAAAjI/o-ambY001uM/s1600/true%2Blove4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nlerg0Llu0Y/TakBPJgQNVI/AAAAAAAAAjI/o-ambY001uM/s320/true%2Blove4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596005371745416530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cuxS5vCIOk8/TakBXVEMExI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/IUl8UonE5Pc/s1600/true%2Blove5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cuxS5vCIOk8/TakBXVEMExI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/IUl8UonE5Pc/s320/true%2Blove5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596005512287884050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dOVtzoZs4A0/TakBizPyQtI/AAAAAAAAAjY/IyMSRxY0HwA/s1600/true%2Blove2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dOVtzoZs4A0/TakBizPyQtI/AAAAAAAAAjY/IyMSRxY0HwA/s320/true%2Blove2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596005709368148690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bqAcAzZDhxo/TakBtAXyfpI/AAAAAAAAAjg/fEjQ6XVPHd8/s1600/hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bqAcAzZDhxo/TakBtAXyfpI/AAAAAAAAAjg/fEjQ6XVPHd8/s320/hero.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596005884690071186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TUadk-PTDxc/TakB6WO7REI/AAAAAAAAAjo/BcVt-aD7GL4/s1600/boys4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TUadk-PTDxc/TakB6WO7REI/AAAAAAAAAjo/BcVt-aD7GL4/s320/boys4.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596006113896776770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0VOP3gvLw8/TakCER4tgaI/AAAAAAAAAjw/rd8O9nKfMv0/s1600/boys3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0VOP3gvLw8/TakCER4tgaI/AAAAAAAAAjw/rd8O9nKfMv0/s320/boys3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596006284528550306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k0QIoXu4rwo/TakCKgb9u-I/AAAAAAAAAj4/MOrJml5Yh1E/s1600/boys2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k0QIoXu4rwo/TakCKgb9u-I/AAAAAAAAAj4/MOrJml5Yh1E/s320/boys2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596006391513725922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LKcKzNTdc-o/TakCSgCO1HI/AAAAAAAAAkA/17MQ52xuEEg/s1600/boys.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LKcKzNTdc-o/TakCSgCO1HI/AAAAAAAAAkA/17MQ52xuEEg/s320/boys.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596006528844747890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-5544021827969379940?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/5544021827969379940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=5544021827969379940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/5544021827969379940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/5544021827969379940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/04/broader-perspective-for-people-who-have.html' title='Broader Perspective for people who have narrow thinking'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K74Okc9mKvk/TakAwCqk8sI/AAAAAAAAAio/ZdR-TPxblxU/s72-c/romeo-and-juliet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-368299403779967030</id><published>2011-04-16T09:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T10:20:06.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys and Harold</title><content type='html'>Decided to check out Harold song by Kesha and the moment I heard the lyrics I fell in love with it!The song was produced last year well i didnt really check out Kesha's album Cannibal so didnt get a chance to listen to some of the wonderful and cheeky songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAROLD SONG&lt;br /&gt;I miss your soft lips. I miss your white sheets. &lt;br /&gt;I miss the scratch of your un-shaved face on my cheek. &lt;br /&gt;And this is so hard cause I didn't see &lt;br /&gt;that you were the love of my life and it kills me. &lt;br /&gt;I see your face in strangers on the street. &lt;br /&gt;I still say your name when I'm talking in my sleep. &lt;br /&gt;And in the limelight, I play it off fine. &lt;br /&gt;But I can't handle it when I turn off my night light. &lt;br /&gt;[Ah] &lt;br /&gt;But I can't handle it when I turn off my night light. &lt;br /&gt;[Ah] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;They say that true love hurts, well this could almost kill me. &lt;br /&gt;Young love murder, that is what this must be. &lt;br /&gt;I would give it all to not be sleeping alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life is fading from me while you watch my heart bleed. &lt;br /&gt;Young love murder, that is what this must be. &lt;br /&gt;I would give it all to not be sleeping alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the whole song and you can really feel the pain of losing that someone you love so much.It's funny that you don't share any blood ties with that someone but you can feel the bond that you have with him.It seems like you know him for years and the thought of not having him at your side scares you.It's the same how kids get scared when their parents are not at their side.You can memorise all the little thing that he does and when one day he's not there with you it really kills you.True love is when two souls are willing to do everything for each other and they become romeo and juliet for each other.So who says that in this modern world there are no more romeos and juliets?For those boys who think that there are no romeo and juliet then I think this song suits you very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys, pretend they're men but they're just boys &lt;br /&gt;They're always scratching on their toys &lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you something about boys &lt;br /&gt;About boys, about boys, about boys &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy song&lt;br /&gt;If you looked in my boyfriend's brain &lt;br /&gt;You would see it's kinda roomy &lt;br /&gt;They're some balls and there's a sausage &lt;br /&gt;Always pointing to my boobies &lt;br /&gt;But don't get to complicated &lt;br /&gt;Use big words or talk to quick &lt;br /&gt;You must learned to just be patient &lt;br /&gt;Because he's thinking with his (aah) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La-la-la-la-lala la-lala-la-la-la &lt;br /&gt;La-la-la-la-lala la-lala-la-la-la &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I want somebody to love &lt;br /&gt;Guess I gotta try to put up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the boys or I can turn gay &lt;br /&gt;(No that's okay) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I want somebody to love &lt;br /&gt;I just can't expect too much &lt;br /&gt;From the boys just using for play &lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, that's okay) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the lyrics of this song!It's like a smack to all those idiotic BOYS there.Ever wonder why Kesha called this song Boys even though we know that she's practically not referring to young boys at the age of 7.I think this song refers to all those guys who are 16/17 onwards.But she used BOYS instead.WHY WHY WHY?The fact that being 17 dosent make you think like a 17.Being 21 dosent make you think like an adult.This concept can be applied to Men especially.I'm sure all of us are aware that girls mature faster than boys.So boys always have this typical thinking that they can use girls as their toys.But guess what Kesha has shown that girls can do the same thing to boys as well.For those boys who say that there are no romeos and juliets I realy pity you.Because this shows that your girlfriends have never taken you seriously and you are being used for play as mentioned in the song.Which is why you are so oblivious that true love does exists.And true love exists between two people who are mature in their thinking and have respect for each other.And it dosent exist between people who only use their partners as toys to play with and thinking that girls should play a more active role in being romeo?Please I refer you to read Historical Romance books to analyse how the men behaves and what they can do to courthsip a girl.But wait if people like you read historical romance books you will spoil the whole beautiful picture of it.Because a nincapoomp like you will not get what the author trying to tell about true love but rather you will only think about the lovemakeing scenes in those books.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-368299403779967030?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/368299403779967030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-5723359929870207546</id><published>2011-04-16T09:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T09:43:09.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FML</title><content type='html'>I'm sick and tired of everything.The mundane routine I have been doing daily,the amount of work that i have and of course the bloody idiot PW which is haunting me till now.Though I have submitted my PI, I know there will be ammendments.I'm seriously tired.TIRED!I recally can't stand it when first thing in the morning I wake up someone picks a fight with me.Seriously no one should ever pick a fight with me in the morning because I won't relent and give in.I will be a stubborn bitch if u want to call it and refuse to do anything that you asked me to.I know i'm being rude but atleast i'm not saying anything hurtful.I'm not even saying anything just keeping silent and being defiant.The issue is so trivial but that someone has to make a mountain out of a molehill.People change and their character changes constantly.For all girls and guys out there please when you are married don't ever abandon your family for your husband or abandon your family for your husband.Please strike a balance.It's really unhealthy when you decide to favour only one party.Sometimes I wonder wil i get the retribution?I guess I will because i'm being defiant to someone who is highly regarded.But I really believe in people having respect for each other.You may be older but if you don't respect the younger ones you expect them to respect you?Fat hope.I think some of my friends know me very well.I don't respect someone when that someone dosent have respect for me.I will not acknowledge someone's presence when that someone dosent acknowledge my presence.I will be rude to you when you are rude to me.Simply put whatever nasty thing you do to me I WILL DO IT TO YOU BACK.I guess it's kind of wrong for me to have this kind of thinking and excercise this kind of attitude.But i'm not someone to wait for justice but I will make sure justice is meted out.When I think about it,it's been years ever since I stop talking to the three of them but the hatred I have for them is still there and neither will it go away.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-5723359929870207546?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/5723359929870207546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=5723359929870207546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/5723359929870207546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/5723359929870207546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/04/fml.html' title='FML'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-3876501961000153918</id><published>2011-04-09T10:55:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T02:36:16.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Rock Anthem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P2bsRkuJy2o/TZ_RbH1qszI/AAAAAAAAAfg/hzhTN48vjhQ/s1600/party%2Brock%2Banthem%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P2bsRkuJy2o/TZ_RbH1qszI/AAAAAAAAAfg/hzhTN48vjhQ/s320/party%2Brock%2Banthem%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593419526108263218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party rock is in the house tonight &lt;br /&gt;Everybody just have a good time &lt;br /&gt;And we gon' make you lose your mind &lt;br /&gt;Everybody just have a good time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wassup everyone!It's been decades ever since I blogged.The song Party Rock Anthem roxx to the max!!Just look at it's lyrics about partying and having a good life.This is what I want my life to be like.I wanna lose my mind and be crazy.I'm sure Seri will agree to this.It's BORING to be a BORING PERSON!EVERYDAY I'M SHUFFLING!Shuffling seems so fun when i watched party rock anthem where everyone was shuffling.I feel like dancing and shuffling to party rock anthem!I don't know how to shuffle but it seems manageable to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wGg8wsFTt9o/TaCdMDqZGHI/AAAAAAAAAfo/0-qnKeB8zoE/s1600/party%2Brock%2Banthem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wGg8wsFTt9o/TaCdMDqZGHI/AAAAAAAAAfo/0-qnKeB8zoE/s320/party%2Brock%2Banthem.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593643567661258866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9EV9eVUVm30/TaCdbdqzZmI/AAAAAAAAAfw/nMhuOoX9WWA/s1600/party%2Brock%2Banthem%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9EV9eVUVm30/TaCdbdqzZmI/AAAAAAAAAfw/nMhuOoX9WWA/s320/party%2Brock%2Banthem%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593643832340342370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st Century Girl &lt;br /&gt;I do what I like &lt;br /&gt;21st Century Girl &lt;br /&gt;I'm taking you for a ride &lt;br /&gt;21st Century Girl &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm gonna live it up &lt;br /&gt;Just live it up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st Century Girl &lt;br /&gt;A beautiful life &lt;br /&gt;21st Century Girl &lt;br /&gt;Us walking side by side &lt;br /&gt;21st Century Girl &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm gonna live it up &lt;br /&gt;Just live it up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all of us can relate to 21st Century Girl by Willow Smith because all of us are living in the 21st century where the world is so advanced.So how does it feel like to be a 21st century girl?Singapore is definitely on par with the world's modernisation hence as a 21st century girl there's not many restrictions imposed on us.When I was in India I met this girl who shared with us about how in India for the muslims the girls are not allowed to communicate with the boys.If the girls do so the neighbours will start to point fingers on the upbringing of the children by their parents.She shared that she dosent talk to her boys classmates!Just imagine that.I would want the freedom to talk anyone that I feel like talking to and make many friends.Anyway this 21st century girl had celebrated her birthday on 28th march while having fever and on MC.But my beautiful GIRLFRIENDS(seri u should understand why i suddenly use GFs and capitalised it hehe)came over to my house and surprised me!They caught me wearing my butterfly dress and it's so unglam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uclMytfhwto/TaCiwGD3p8I/AAAAAAAAAhI/GZtaFDbZxU4/s1600/my%2B17th%2Bpt3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uclMytfhwto/TaCiwGD3p8I/AAAAAAAAAhI/GZtaFDbZxU4/s320/my%2B17th%2Bpt3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593649684338419650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wmKAja0M4Dc/TaCnAt6zjuI/AAAAAAAAAiA/y9h-OvTRuDo/s1600/my%2B17th%2Bpt4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wmKAja0M4Dc/TaCnAt6zjuI/AAAAAAAAAiA/y9h-OvTRuDo/s320/my%2B17th%2Bpt4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593654367962238690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMxFlALKjVQ/TaCg3Q3vvYI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jOXDSJhE2Ig/s1600/my%2B17th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMxFlALKjVQ/TaCg3Q3vvYI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jOXDSJhE2Ig/s320/my%2B17th.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593647608476188034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5gYHGOogSTQ/TaChIP0kIgI/AAAAAAAAAgo/OoplBz4yt6M/s1600/Mai%2Band%2BAsh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5gYHGOogSTQ/TaChIP0kIgI/AAAAAAAAAgo/OoplBz4yt6M/s320/Mai%2Band%2BAsh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593647900252185090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kd4Bqqn1pSw/TaChSr_8j1I/AAAAAAAAAgw/f44bo84udmo/s1600/my%2B17th%2Bpt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kd4Bqqn1pSw/TaChSr_8j1I/AAAAAAAAAgw/f44bo84udmo/s320/my%2B17th%2Bpt2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593648079614807890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Betjl9fnhqw/TaCgBCMd7gI/AAAAAAAAAf4/opMJ_hWwOaM/s1600/The%2Bgang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Betjl9fnhqw/TaCgBCMd7gI/AAAAAAAAAf4/opMJ_hWwOaM/s320/The%2Bgang.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593646676823633410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1zUWTDOWcY/TaCgJwaFNdI/AAAAAAAAAgA/8-Zk_CUuOaU/s1600/the%2Bgang2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1zUWTDOWcY/TaCgJwaFNdI/AAAAAAAAAgA/8-Zk_CUuOaU/s320/the%2Bgang2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593646826667718098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mFy6FhajOKo/TaCgUUC_nqI/AAAAAAAAAgI/KQtCOzYGgpU/s1600/the%2Bgang3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mFy6FhajOKo/TaCgUUC_nqI/AAAAAAAAAgI/KQtCOzYGgpU/s320/the%2Bgang3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593647008033250978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0iwvpmCVnmc/TaCgccUOdcI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/1cJWmIVQdp0/s1600/the%2Bgang4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0iwvpmCVnmc/TaCgccUOdcI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/1cJWmIVQdp0/s320/the%2Bgang4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593647147691963842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HPGb8cmZKqo/TaCgk3VRzRI/AAAAAAAAAgY/IyqfSYvq9gc/s1600/the%2Bgang5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HPGb8cmZKqo/TaCgk3VRzRI/AAAAAAAAAgY/IyqfSYvq9gc/s320/the%2Bgang5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593647292383087890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently there was Holi celebration.How did I know?It will be a waste if i don't know the festivals celebrated by north indians when Zee TV is 24/7 airing in my house.What is Holi?Holi is this celebration where they will play with colours.Everyone will wear a white outfit and throw colours to one another and this is the only ocassion where you will see married women wearing white.Kesha's take it off video is what I call the west version of Holi.I have always enjoyed seeing people playing Holi because it is so much fun to throw colours on one another and get dirty with brightful colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tr48ic-4mCI/TaCjeC9pCDI/AAAAAAAAAhg/IaEctm568KE/s1600/kesha%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tr48ic-4mCI/TaCjeC9pCDI/AAAAAAAAAhg/IaEctm568KE/s320/kesha%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593650473780971570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WZIvw_YhbvM/TaCjOJll_tI/AAAAAAAAAhY/uPzas7_bf7s/s1600/kesha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WZIvw_YhbvM/TaCjOJll_tI/AAAAAAAAAhY/uPzas7_bf7s/s320/kesha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593650200681250514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KodyV4Q7kk0/TaCjE-1rSiI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/oKmakc-Mi8A/s1600/kesha%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KodyV4Q7kk0/TaCjE-1rSiI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/oKmakc-Mi8A/s320/kesha%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593650043177093666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re so hypnotizing&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the devil&lt;br /&gt;Could you be an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your touch magnetizing&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I am floating&lt;br /&gt;Leaves my body glowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say be afraid&lt;br /&gt;You’re not like the others&lt;br /&gt;Futuristic lover&lt;br /&gt;Different DNA&lt;br /&gt;They don’t understand you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your from a whole other world&lt;br /&gt;A different dimension&lt;br /&gt;You open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I’m ready to go&lt;br /&gt;Lead me into the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me&lt;br /&gt;Infect me with your love and&lt;br /&gt;Fill me with your poison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me, ta-ta-take me&lt;br /&gt;Wanna be a victim&lt;br /&gt;Ready for abduction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, you’re an alien&lt;br /&gt;Your touch are foreign&lt;br /&gt;It’s supernatural&lt;br /&gt;Extraterrestrial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--wBuUoFdn7I/TaClMkt2PMI/AAAAAAAAAho/NPbtQmmlP6w/s1600/ET%2Bpt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 156px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--wBuUoFdn7I/TaClMkt2PMI/AAAAAAAAAho/NPbtQmmlP6w/s320/ET%2Bpt2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593652372627143874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the song E.T by katy perry ft kanye west.This song is totally different from Katy perry usual genre of music.It has a dark mysterious side and it has a very thrilling effect when u listen to it.The lyrics are written in such a different manner to convey the message.No doubt it is talking about love but it is not those typical lovey-dovey lyrics.I can imagine myself singing this to that special someone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iuCRQFtyEqQ/TaClW1sbymI/AAAAAAAAAhw/zKxXUh1c3z4/s1600/ET%2Bpt3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iuCRQFtyEqQ/TaClW1sbymI/AAAAAAAAAhw/zKxXUh1c3z4/s320/ET%2Bpt3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593652548983310946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VRFGsidAEoM/TaClkQATGJI/AAAAAAAAAh4/xneXeRsEj5Y/s1600/ET.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 156px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VRFGsidAEoM/TaClkQATGJI/AAAAAAAAAh4/xneXeRsEj5Y/s320/ET.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593652779384248466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to an end to my lengthy post.School has really been keeping me busy that I have no time to blog.I wish i can blog and share more but due to time constraint i'm not able to do so.I will try my best to keep my blog as happening as a party!Adios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-3876501961000153918?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/3876501961000153918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=3876501961000153918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/3876501961000153918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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sometime since i blogged.March hols was really a packed hoilday.I had my J1 outdoor adventure camp at Kahang,Johore Bahru.The experience is unforgettable.The toilet is seriously something unexpected and how i wished i have taken a picture of the toilets.It's something you will never find in Singapore in fact it looks so babrbaric.I'm not sure if this makes sense.I went to Gunung Lambak the same place I hiked at for sec 3 camp.When i realised i have been there the memories starts to sweep into my mind.Sec 3 camp which bonded me with Mai,Rena,Ashari,Geraldine,Weiyi,Edna,Valerie,Kevin and of course it caused an explosion to occur with my dear bitch!This bitch is in London now having the time of her life while i'm rotting in Singapore.If she gets to read this I can bet you she will smirk.News updates Japan was hit by an earthquake as strong as 8.9 on the richter scale.And followed by that Japan's nuclear plant caught fire due to the destruction caused by the earthquake and tsunami which caused infrasturctures to cascade.This destruction would definitely leave an indelible impression on Japanese for years to come.Sometimes I do wonder what would happen if Allah forbids Singapore is hit with an Earthquake which produce Tsunami?I think I will be lucky to stay alive for even max 30 seconds given the fact that I can't swim for nuts!And this thought actually tickles me to imagine myself horrified to see the water sweeping in and then after much running and I know that death is my fate I will stop running.But the part where my life is going to end the painful separation of life from my body is not funny.But the process of me running to save my life seems comical.Call me sadistic or what but I tend to find humour in situations that are not suppose to be funny.I went to Port Dickson And Kl with family.I would say this time the theme for our trip is food adventure!It was soo fun to be able to stop along the road to buy banana firtters which is hot and you dip it with kichap chilli padi.Oh this had me drooling man!Oh not to mention all of us put on weight because of this trip.Will post the pics soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-418242089885459206?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/418242089885459206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=418242089885459206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/418242089885459206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/418242089885459206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/03/bizzare.html' title='Bizzare'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-390632045066029258</id><published>2011-03-05T01:18:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T02:07:57.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's my name</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mlMtONxB7DE/TXEm0Zbpk8I/AAAAAAAAAd4/incrOizf54M/s1600/what%2527s%2Bmy%2Bname2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mlMtONxB7DE/TXEm0Zbpk8I/AAAAAAAAAd4/incrOizf54M/s320/what%2527s%2Bmy%2Bname2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580284094910665666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start blogging for this post I wanna say something. I MISS MY BLOG AND BLOGGING!!!Big Hug to my beloved blog!Moving on, the phrase what's my name shows unfamiliarity.It also shows about introduction.Being in IJC i have been introducing myelf to many people.What is life to you?How would you define it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KbQoW4b3QHM/TXEm-zLKE-I/AAAAAAAAAeA/akhEpX5mMZk/s1600/abstract.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KbQoW4b3QHM/TXEm-zLKE-I/AAAAAAAAAeA/akhEpX5mMZk/s320/abstract.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580284273619506146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9zYQaFbUU9I/TXEoqNRew3I/AAAAAAAAAe4/6ncO2amH3Tk/s1600/abstract2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9zYQaFbUU9I/TXEoqNRew3I/AAAAAAAAAe4/6ncO2amH3Tk/s320/abstract2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580286118871352178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I define life as an abstract that have mixture of colours.Of course all these colours have to be contrasting.Why contrast?Like people have always said life is like a wheel.Hence,having contrasting colours show what kind of phases of life that you will go through.One thing for sure is that there will be disparity in these phases.I would want my life to be an abstract rather than a potrait of one colour.Life would be so mundane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q8Pd69ZXlbE/TXEnapnmTWI/AAAAAAAAAeI/2DhpXBdW8HA/s1600/brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q8Pd69ZXlbE/TXEnapnmTWI/AAAAAAAAAeI/2DhpXBdW8HA/s320/brown.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580284752090778978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ztJtQ8HcbGA/TXEnl-03TSI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/wrWBszsEMbQ/s1600/contrast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ztJtQ8HcbGA/TXEnl-03TSI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/wrWBszsEMbQ/s320/contrast.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580284946762124578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jTMK0s14lcQ/TXEo2WCRS8I/AAAAAAAAAfA/i3ATNAEwqwA/s1600/contrast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jTMK0s14lcQ/TXEo2WCRS8I/AAAAAAAAAfA/i3ATNAEwqwA/s320/contrast.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580286327381904322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I would use the question "What's my name?" for people who dosent know me well yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U2t0lrxvQWo/TXEn5n2RSpI/AAAAAAAAAeY/G9YVmY4hxRk/s1600/what%2527s%2Bmy%2Bname.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U2t0lrxvQWo/TXEn5n2RSpI/AAAAAAAAAeY/G9YVmY4hxRk/s320/what%2527s%2Bmy%2Bname.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580285284191390354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BFnOO4BHFks/TXEoCioi2VI/AAAAAAAAAeg/uxNwJgfCZaA/s1600/what%2527s%2Bmy%2Bname3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BFnOO4BHFks/TXEoCioi2VI/AAAAAAAAAeg/uxNwJgfCZaA/s320/what%2527s%2Bmy%2Bname3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580285437410466130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning?I have many faces.This does not mean that I am a hypocrite but it means that I don't open up myself to people that I am unfamiliar of.It takes time for me to adapt to a new environment and show people who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VwzHfTa5jPA/TXEoTxyu1ZI/AAAAAAAAAeo/EFpzXrb0sFc/s1600/faces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VwzHfTa5jPA/TXEoTxyu1ZI/AAAAAAAAAeo/EFpzXrb0sFc/s320/faces.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580285733537502610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vQyFiN-Hbo8/TXEoc1DpTEI/AAAAAAAAAew/VkHhvbwWt0A/s1600/faces2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vQyFiN-Hbo8/TXEoc1DpTEI/AAAAAAAAAew/VkHhvbwWt0A/s320/faces2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580285889032571970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite boring when I don't get to laugh loudly as quite often in school and I don't get to be bitchy.Miss those moments that I spent with my friends in Damai.I observe my new friends and compare them with all my sec school friends.There are differences.But if everyone is similiar that will be a total bore!I think a lot nowadays and something struck me that friendship is one of the most beautiful relationship in the world.And having a best friend is 2nd awesome gift after my family from Allah.Today is IS' birthday can't wait to meet Mai,Rena and of course that bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zqZdHLchxJw/TXEpWM1Dh4I/AAAAAAAAAfI/9_FJXrfV6X8/s1600/bitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zqZdHLchxJw/TXEpWM1Dh4I/AAAAAAAAAfI/9_FJXrfV6X8/s320/bitch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580286874666370946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N-1SZgnQuXM/TXEpsVYmK5I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/xCsRGGRMAKY/s1600/bitch2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N-1SZgnQuXM/TXEpsVYmK5I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/xCsRGGRMAKY/s320/bitch2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580287254920047506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M7jKjAtXWgM/TXEqXFOuN0I/AAAAAAAAAfY/nlYJzgc7GlU/s1600/Dragonboating%2Bpicture%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M7jKjAtXWgM/TXEqXFOuN0I/AAAAAAAAAfY/nlYJzgc7GlU/s320/Dragonboating%2Bpicture%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580287989318039362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-390632045066029258?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/390632045066029258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=390632045066029258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/390632045066029258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/390632045066029258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/03/whats-my-name.html' title='What&apos;s my name'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mlMtONxB7DE/TXEm0Zbpk8I/AAAAAAAAAd4/incrOizf54M/s72-c/what%2527s%2Bmy%2Bname2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-4378607452319898375</id><published>2011-02-06T01:14:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T02:46:42.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>California King Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2Hj6TcmTI/AAAAAAAAAbo/5rWkUBLbd4Y/s1600/bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2Hj6TcmTI/AAAAAAAAAbo/5rWkUBLbd4Y/s320/bed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570257365143165234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have not yet listen to California King Bed by Rihanna most probably you will be confused seeing that picture above.What is that picture depicting?FYI, I have been posted to IJC and I already had my 5 days orientation.This orientation had given me the chance to meet new people and appreciate my friendships from secondary school.I'm still trying my best to make new friendships that will be an everlasting one.No one can survive in this world without true friends.Just imagine that King Bed is occupied by let's say by 10 friends.10 people on a king bed will be overloading actually.But if it is your loved ones taking up the space and causing you not to have comfort then who cares right?But as all of us know relationships/friendships are fragile and it is not easy to thread on them.If you don't take great care of them they may just break into pieces.And if you try your very best to thread on those relationships the glass shards will just hurt you.And you will be left alone on that King Bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chest to chest &lt;br /&gt;Nose to nose &lt;br /&gt;Palm to palm &lt;br /&gt;We were always just that close &lt;br /&gt;Wrist to wrist &lt;br /&gt;Toe to toe &lt;br /&gt;Lips that felt just like the inside of a rose &lt;br /&gt;So how come when I reach out my finger &lt;br /&gt;It feels like more than distance between us &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this California king bed &lt;br /&gt;We're ten thousand miles apart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2QFZug5QI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tp4fMu7KNxk/s1600/friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2QFZug5QI/AAAAAAAAAbw/tp4fMu7KNxk/s320/friend.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570266736606897410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2QrhKdCBI/AAAAAAAAAb4/K1onLSWxLKg/s1600/friend2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2QrhKdCBI/AAAAAAAAAb4/K1onLSWxLKg/s320/friend2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570267391438161938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2RP3bwSII/AAAAAAAAAcA/8bpwQ5jqq8A/s1600/friend3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2RP3bwSII/AAAAAAAAAcA/8bpwQ5jqq8A/s320/friend3.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570268015891597442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2YMH4s63I/AAAAAAAAAdg/hHbbIukyhgE/s1600/IMG_7044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2YMH4s63I/AAAAAAAAAdg/hHbbIukyhgE/s320/IMG_7044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570275648169896818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard this part of the lyrics I'm reminded of my friendship with my friends.There was once a time where everyday we will be meeting each other and spent hours together.But today all of us have finally headed to a specific direction and we are definitely miles apart.But what bothers me is if all of us don't play our part in making this friendship work, when I reach out my fingers I will feel that there are more distance between us than what I have initially thought.I have just started school but I could foresee that we will rarely meet since all of us are so occupied with our own schedules.But I do hope that when we meet all of know that physically we may be miles apart but deep down in our hearts,our friendship has always been close to our hearts and it will always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2SgJMb8kI/AAAAAAAAAcI/dJ-D5wR8q-o/s1600/friend4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2SgJMb8kI/AAAAAAAAAcI/dJ-D5wR8q-o/s320/friend4.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570269395048723010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2TLVMVOkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/1Cvl9b1cAE4/s1600/prom.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2TLVMVOkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/1Cvl9b1cAE4/s320/prom.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570270137003883074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2TggvnQ-I/AAAAAAAAAcY/6GfRjcMmIzA/s1600/RH.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2TggvnQ-I/AAAAAAAAAcY/6GfRjcMmIzA/s320/RH.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570270500881908706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2Y_3t3JEI/AAAAAAAAAdw/bYT02oO8fPY/s1600/superman.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2Y_3t3JEI/AAAAAAAAAdw/bYT02oO8fPY/s320/superman.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570276537182659650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I felt like giving up on us &lt;br /&gt;You turned around and gave me one last touch &lt;br /&gt;That made everything feel better &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at any point of time when we feel our friendship is failing please give the rest the chance and be the one to revive our friendship and never let it crumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2VovUScTI/AAAAAAAAAco/W7QVyBC4zaU/s1600/Ft.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2VovUScTI/AAAAAAAAAco/W7QVyBC4zaU/s320/Ft.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570272841256038706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2Ym63NKfI/AAAAAAAAAdo/P5UXvT-KslY/s1600/school.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2Ym63NKfI/AAAAAAAAAdo/P5UXvT-KslY/s320/school.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570276108530428402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dearest bitch I know it's getting more difficult for us to meet and talk as compared to our bullshitting times!I will always love you and will try my best to make my time for you!Don't you ever dare to forget me once you go to your new school!And remember no one has the right to take over my place in your speed dial in your HP!Even though we are no longer talking for hours just look at this as a way to make our love for each other to grow even more!Love you Bitch like lotzzzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2WLYQiVgI/AAAAAAAAAcw/V-004OWvFiM/s1600/bff.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2WLYQiVgI/AAAAAAAAAcw/V-004OWvFiM/s320/bff.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570273436361709058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2WVXEQw0I/AAAAAAAAAc4/uQky7ce31PM/s1600/jogging%2Bwith%2Bbitch%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2WVXEQw0I/AAAAAAAAAc4/uQky7ce31PM/s320/jogging%2Bwith%2Bbitch%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570273607840482114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2WeoLEAAI/AAAAAAAAAdA/HVreNSjxPV4/s1600/jogging%2Bwith%2Bbitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2WeoLEAAI/AAAAAAAAAdA/HVreNSjxPV4/s320/jogging%2Bwith%2Bbitch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570273767051231234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2XNeaJxZI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/PCLbuNHk-pk/s1600/Birthday.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2XNeaJxZI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/PCLbuNHk-pk/s320/Birthday.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570274571884021138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2XmyB6bGI/AAAAAAAAAdY/565cDaqfEiw/s1600/outing.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2XmyB6bGI/AAAAAAAAAdY/565cDaqfEiw/s320/outing.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570275006647790690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did this post to give all of us the chance to walk down memory lane.I miss all these moments we spent together!I'm willing to pay any price to wear damai's uniform and repeat doing all those stupid things with my friends!Before I end I want to say friendships are like plants.If you take great care of them it will continue to bloom.But if you don't it will wither and dies.Do you want to save it from that situation?I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-4378607452319898375?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/4378607452319898375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=4378607452319898375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/4378607452319898375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/4378607452319898375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/02/california-king-bed.html' title='California King Bed'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TU2Hj6TcmTI/AAAAAAAAAbo/5rWkUBLbd4Y/s72-c/bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-3206746203273735693</id><published>2011-01-24T01:26:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T02:22:56.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you let me love you long time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxsO8i8G8I/AAAAAAAAAaE/_boYwFF3vJg/s1600/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxsO8i8G8I/AAAAAAAAAaE/_boYwFF3vJg/s320/beach.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565442243549731778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine both of you are in love.Then one day the boy just tell you this "Would you let me love you long time?" What will be your answer?My answer will be "Boy I'll let you love me long time".And of course this will be the answer if only i'm sure the boy has all the qualities that i want in a guy and he's the Mr Right for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxsghs0s-I/AAAAAAAAAaM/OJLhmPDjmVk/s1600/beach3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 184px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxsghs0s-I/AAAAAAAAAaM/OJLhmPDjmVk/s320/beach3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565442545581077474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished reading my historical romance which is why i'm talking about love.Historical romance has played its magic upon me and now I want to know how does it feels like to fall in love.I have read several love stories which explains me being so intrigue to know the feeling of falling in love.There will always be 2 kind of love stories.One will be both of you fall in love and you know that's the best thing that has happened in your life.OR both of you loathe each other but when one of you is missing the other will feel the loneliness without you being near them and to do them the pleasure of having bickering with them.I prefer the second love story because it has so much more excitement!I just read a historical romance about the beautiful romance between Jordan Townsende and Alexandra Lawrence.I would love to hear a compliment from my amazing guy to me which i took from this book.Jordan said this to Alex "My little sparrow has changed into a beautiful swan" and the endearment he uses for Alexandra is princess!My heart was melting throughout when i read this book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxtYAhbUAI/AAAAAAAAAak/17MKmFEQvbo/s1600/fight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxtYAhbUAI/AAAAAAAAAak/17MKmFEQvbo/s320/fight.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565443498747580418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxswQdUSXI/AAAAAAAAAaU/rH_fBSELT5Y/s1600/beach2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxswQdUSXI/AAAAAAAAAaU/rH_fBSELT5Y/s320/beach2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565442815830542706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxtDtRis4I/AAAAAAAAAac/jIKkKL_pC00/s1600/dance2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxtDtRis4I/AAAAAAAAAac/jIKkKL_pC00/s320/dance2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565443149983298434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxtqRISfCI/AAAAAAAAAas/kDUbNG_n3gE/s1600/love3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxtqRISfCI/AAAAAAAAAas/kDUbNG_n3gE/s320/love3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565443812443192354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxvcxOaRgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/NdlrJN2Xfjo/s1600/beach4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxvcxOaRgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/NdlrJN2Xfjo/s320/beach4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565445779563890178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would want to have such a husband who calls me that kind of endearment!That will make me blush!I would love to spend time with my amazing a guy at beach.And then to be caught in the rain together with him.To ignite our love further i would want to dance with him.Haizz i have woven so many dreams about this amazing guy of mine lets hope it will definitely be a reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxt2ExaP9I/AAAAAAAAAa0/wR0fEnM44Mk/s1600/love2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxt2ExaP9I/AAAAAAAAAa0/wR0fEnM44Mk/s320/love2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565444015284436946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxvCvhjQnI/AAAAAAAAAbE/YHmd_RCI2gs/s1600/message.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxvCvhjQnI/AAAAAAAAAbE/YHmd_RCI2gs/s320/message.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565445332430701170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I have read many historical romance and I love this quote which can only be found in historical romance books!The quote is "A reformed rake makes the best husband!" I think i can even fall in love with this quote!Won't you feel so special that notorious rake who have made so many dalliances with many women chose you to be his solely wife?And to end this beautiful love story I want my huband to do just like what Jordan Townsende did.My husband will look at our baby and narrate our love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxwN4cauvI/AAAAAAAAAbU/rjzB7YmhB4w/s1600/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxwN4cauvI/AAAAAAAAAbU/rjzB7YmhB4w/s320/baby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565446623315278578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then this is what he will say "For the first time when I look into your mother's eyes I saw..."He stopped talking suddenly.Then I will ask him "What did you see when the first time you looked into my eyes?" and this is the most romantic,loving and sweet reply.He replied "I saw something wonderful"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxuBrq6YyI/AAAAAAAAAa8/in29jADoAJA/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxuBrq6YyI/AAAAAAAAAa8/in29jADoAJA/s320/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565444214704726818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-3206746203273735693?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/3206746203273735693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=3206746203273735693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/3206746203273735693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/3206746203273735693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/01/would-you-let-me-love-you-long-time.html' title='Would you let me love you long time?'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTxsO8i8G8I/AAAAAAAAAaE/_boYwFF3vJg/s72-c/beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-2025380727897467671</id><published>2011-01-19T13:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T13:31:55.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang Trip 2008 Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:680px;padding:0;margin:0;border:none;background:#000 url(http://tripwow.tripadvisor.com/tripwow/ta-00cf-166c-d366/e/14d3676944/bg)0 0 no-repeat"&gt;&lt;embed width="680" height="425" src="http://images.travelpod.com/bin/tripwow/flash/tripwow.swf" flashvars="xmlPath=http%3A%2F%2Ftripwow.tripadvisor.com%2Ftripwow%2Fta-00cf-166c-d366%2Fapxml%3Fed%3D14d3676944%26ref%3D" base="http://images.travelpod.com/bin/tripwow/flash/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" bgcolor="#000000" name="TripWow" wmode="opaque" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;!-- Use of this widget is subject to the terms stated here: http://tripwow.tripadvisor.com/tripwow/widget_terms.html --&gt;&lt;div style="width:680px;padding:0;margin:0;border:none;background:#fff;font-family:verdana,sans-serif;color:#999;text-align:justify;font-size:9px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tripwow.tripadvisor.com/tripwow/ta-00cf-166c-d366" style="color:#c60"&gt;Holiday Penang 2008 Slideshow&lt;/a&gt;: Nisha&amp;rsquo;s trip from &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g294262-Singapore-Vacations.html" style="color:#c60"&gt;Singapore&lt;/a&gt; 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Create your own stunning slideshow with our free &lt;a href="http://tripwow.tripadvisor.com/" style="color:#c60"&gt;photo slideshow maker&lt;/a&gt;.&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/1262157351026628628-2025380727897467671?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/2025380727897467671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=2025380727897467671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/2025380727897467671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/2025380727897467671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/01/penang-trip-2008-video.html' title='Penang Trip 2008 Video'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-3278050414538733568</id><published>2011-01-18T02:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T03:26:35.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly to a height where no can reach it except for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTSRcxwJ7rI/AAAAAAAAAZc/YRv6FZkINt0/s1600/fly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTSRcxwJ7rI/AAAAAAAAAZc/YRv6FZkINt0/s320/fly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563231363287084722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song fly by Nicki Minaj ft Rihanna really shows me a new angle to life.This is part of the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive&lt;br /&gt;I came to win, to survive, to prosper, to rise&lt;br /&gt;To fly&lt;br /&gt;To fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read this part of the lyrics it had given me the tenacity to face all kind of challenges which I knew will come soon.I am very sure I will face difficulty trying to adapt to a new life, new environment, new friends and new subjects.I am not going to let these challenges be the reason for the possible debacle of my life.In fact I am kind of excited to meet new good friends that will always be there for me.I hope i will find very great friends who will have more or less the same personality like me.I'm loud, can be kinda of bitchy but rest assured i only use this ability i'm endowed with only when needed.Hence, I'm a very nice girl and I hope I will be endowed with good influence friends like the friends I have made in secondary school.I thank Allah for giving me such good friends who have always motivated me to strive for success and did not lead me astray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE THE WRITER OF YOUR LIFE.YOU DECIDE WHAT YOUR LIFE IS GOING TO BE LIKE.YOU CHOOSE YOUR FRIENDS.WILL THE FRIENDS YOU CHOOSE WILL BE HARMFUL TO YOUR LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTSVEW-m-cI/AAAAAAAAAZk/6lP1YztIKuw/s1600/club.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTSVEW-m-cI/AAAAAAAAAZk/6lP1YztIKuw/s320/club.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563235341829601730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTSVh9gH1XI/AAAAAAAAAZs/gLTpqe3vBRk/s1600/smoking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTSVh9gH1XI/AAAAAAAAAZs/gLTpqe3vBRk/s320/smoking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563235850386920818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTSV-W269xI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/RutQoH1wjI0/s1600/drink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTSV-W269xI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/RutQoH1wjI0/s320/drink.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563236338229770002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTSWVUeK--I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/rkGoaC-mXJU/s1600/drink2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTSWVUeK--I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/rkGoaC-mXJU/s320/drink2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563236732726082530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very poleaxed to find out about the dark life of someone.I do sympathize her because I do not want to see her going more astray but I pity her father more.How can she do that to her father?Does she even realise the outcome will be abominable when the truth is presented infront of her father?Her father will be so heart broken to see his daughter going through a  moral decay.Her behaviour,talking and doings are so deplorable.I hope she will come to her senses and amend her ways.I pray to Allah to always protect me from going astray because I do not want to disappoint my family.Last saturday was my sister's warming house and I realised that I do not share a fantastic connection with both my maternal and paternal family.I feel so thankful that I have such a lovable family!I really love my family and always pray to Allah to always let us stay together as a family and always protect us as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing to share before I end this long post. My sister asked my another cousin what are her grades for Os.According to her mother she is qualified for JC but her daughter refused to go to JC.When we heard that we felt something was fishy because we know how much the parents would wish to see their daughter going JC.So my sister asked my cousin what are the courses she's applying for in poly and apparently she's applying for legion engineering courses.I mean cmon all of us know the reputation for engineering.The information that she gave made the results she claimed to beget seems too contrived.This is just an observation made from a wonderful, trained and experienced teacher.Therefore I have a feeling that I got the best results amongst my cousins and this further motivates me to work harder in life and to be a degree holder the least!I want to make my family proud and show to everyone especially to my father's family that my father may not be holding the best job position unlike all of you who are earning much better than my father but his daughters are much more intelligent than any of your children.However I do greatly pity my cousin from my mother's side because she is so intelligent and hardworking!But her efforts were not shown on her results.She didnt get to qualify for JC though she wants to go to JC.I am very lucky to have both my sister and brother-in-law who showed me how to study strategically which is why my grades improved a lot from prelims.Prelims my L1R5 was 23 and for Os i got 19.What a waste she took all the challenging subjects like pure physiscs and chemistry.Luckily i took combined science which is much easier to handle as compared to Pure Sciences.I wish all the best for her in her struggle to achieve success and hope she will be successful because she's really a nice cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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you'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TTSRcxwJ7rI/AAAAAAAAAZc/YRv6FZkINt0/s72-c/fly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-4359955797873601365</id><published>2011-01-18T02:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T02:39:11.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S n M</title><content type='html'>Buon giorno people!This is in Italian which means good day!I just listened to Rihanna's S n M titled song.I like the song!First of all the tune is so catchy and secondly the lyrics are funny.I don't think some people finds it funny but I find it funny.There's another song by Rihanna and Nicki Minaj called Raining Men.Oooh like yeah Raining Men and the link will be Illuminati.I don't care about all this and I fully enjoy this song though some youtubers find the lyrics inane.This is a preview of S n M lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it &lt;br /&gt;Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it &lt;br /&gt;Sticks and stones may break my bones &lt;br /&gt;But chains and whips excite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This part really tickles me it's really potraying the bad girl image!Just imagine singing this part loudly in the public and I can bet you people will think you are the kind of girl whose hobby is to debauch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-4359955797873601365?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-8929168707593118482</id><published>2011-01-13T03:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T03:23:53.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenges</title><content type='html'>Hey guys...Firstly i would like to address the flood issue at Brisbane.It's really worrying to see flooding occuring in a country like Australia.I read the article and this is a preview of this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TS37-Otf4DI/AAAAAAAAAZM/WnEqkAnAvJg/s1600/brisbane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TS37-Otf4DI/AAAAAAAAAZM/WnEqkAnAvJg/s320/brisbane.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561378161391820850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thousands of people took refuge with friends and central districts were eerily quiet as the river city of two million prepared for its worst deluge since 1893, as floods spread across vast areas of Australia's northeast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brisbane Mayor Campbell Newman confirmed that the number of homes expected to be hit by waters breaching river systems around the city had risen from 6,500 to 19,700, as he opened more evacuation centres for victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this article and I thank Allah profusely for not having this kind of disaster in Singapore.I do wonder sometimes let's say Singapore is flooded what will happen to us Singporeans?At least Australia is vast as it's a continent itself hence if one area is destroyed life can return as normal. But if Singapore is hit by a flood i think Singapore will no longer exist as there's high probability that singapore will just drown.That is one problem.Second problem is what happens if there is hope for all of us to survive from this disaster but you will need to know how to swim.The day this happenn i think all non-swimmers including me will hope for a samaritan to come and help them.This will be a challenge to both swimmers and non-swimmers.My brother-in-law told me in JC i am required to learn how to swim.I do get sick thinking of this beacuse i really fear water because of the lack of exposure to water sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentioning JC i am fully aware that JC is a big challenge itself not to mention the challenges that you have to face when studying for each subjects and all the test that u have to sit for and then of course A levels.I know that people keep saying that going to JC is a big risk because god forbids you screw your A levels your education will only be o levels.But then this thought struck me.Millions of people have make it to JC.If my sister could make it for JC why can't I?If my brother-in-law could make it for JC why can't I?If my brother-in-law's sister is going for JC why can't I do it?I believe I am no different from this people.I know you can't slack for JC which I am mentally preparing myself for.Ya allah please let me get into a JC.I have not given my family the best results that they hoped for but at least i can fulfill their wish to see their youngest sister/daughter to go to a university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-8929168707593118482?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/8929168707593118482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=8929168707593118482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/8929168707593118482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/8929168707593118482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/01/challenges.html' title='Challenges'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TS37-Otf4DI/AAAAAAAAAZM/WnEqkAnAvJg/s72-c/brisbane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-4202856113653291381</id><published>2011-01-12T03:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T03:21:06.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I have what it takes to be what I want</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TSytlGGJa4I/AAAAAAAAAZE/aF5_HgFSGNM/s1600/journalist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TSys2R_v5KI/AAAAAAAAAYU/VU6Q1KhFVII/s320/dj2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561009688439415970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TSysuosOutI/AAAAAAAAAYM/CSyt2UteQoM/s1600/dj1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TSysuosOutI/AAAAAAAAAYM/CSyt2UteQoM/s320/dj1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561009557092612818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-4202856113653291381?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/4202856113653291381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=4202856113653291381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/4202856113653291381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/4202856113653291381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/01/do-i-have-what-it-takes-to-be-what-i.html' title='Do I have what it takes to be what I want'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TSytlGGJa4I/AAAAAAAAAZE/aF5_HgFSGNM/s72-c/journalist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-2452250669807320468</id><published>2011-01-12T02:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T02:56:22.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My career's future</title><content type='html'>Hola people!10 January i went to collect my results.Sadly to say there wasn't any miraculous thing happened such as my name wasn't on the big screen.I did ok only for my O levels.I qualify for Jc and poly courses.But there's only two JCs i am qualified for which are Innova and Yishun.I have made up my mind to go to Innova as they offer MLEP!!!!What is MLEP?MLEP stands for Malay Language Elective Programme.Through this programme they will teach me about broadcasting,journalism etc.When i found out about this i was so freaking excited!Like check it out this is the fundamental that i need to prepare my career as a dj or journalist or news reader.How i wish i could have pull my english to B3 instead of the B4 which i got.Because of this B4 grade i'm not qualify for Mass Communication courses for TP and NP.But i want to try JPSAE.Being a singaporean all of us have been taught to have back up plans so this is my back up plan.But i do really pray that i get into a jc.Despite the fact that Innova is located at the west side but let's look from the positive point.At the end of the day when i go to university insyaallah i will still be required to travel to the west.Most Unis are located at the West so i can't run away from the need to travel.Like people always say if there is a will there's a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like expected my kaypo aunt called my mom to find out about my results.I am so pleased that i did better than her son because atleast i have made her realised that dosen't mean your son was the best in academics he will remain to do so.But as expected that dosent shut her up.She got the cheeks to check which JCs i am qualified for.Obviously based on my results i am only qualified for Yishun and Innova and she told my mom this known fact but she called these JCs as lowest JCs.Yeah i know the english sounds wrong but i'm adapting this directly from her.So this is what i have to tell her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are freaking jealous none of your children got qualify for JC despite their disinterest.As compared to my family 2 of my mom's children got qualify for JC.I may be going to a JC which is so not compatible to all the best JCs but atleast i know i will study hard for my A levels and get into a university insyaallah.Then when i am a degree holder i will be earning more than your children!Stop worrying for other people's children or in malay saying "Jangan jaga tepi kain orang". Go and worry for both of your children's probability to find a job after graduating from their poly.You forced me to be so bitchy and i will show you how bitchy i can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-2452250669807320468?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/2452250669807320468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=2452250669807320468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/2452250669807320468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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be like "Ya,cut the shit out.I don't care how well the school did.I only care about how well am i going to do" and then they are going to announce the top student.And then i will be like "Omg he/she is so lucky to be top.How i wish i was in that position".Then they are going to tell us who are the students who get 5/4/3 distinctions and then i will be praying very hard to see a miracle and suddenly my name will appear.If it dosen't i'm near to peeing in my panties.Collect results from FT will follow and my hands will be shaking as i receive the slip.I will look at my teacher hoping he gives me some kind of signal that i actually did well.God forbids/selisih 44 malaikat i get horrendous results i swear i will run all the way to the school gate and take whatever bus.Embrace myself to get scream by my mother.This is what i know will happen tomorrow.I pray to Allah swt really hard that i'm going to get the results i wished for.Let's hope tmrw will be my day and my friends' day.But whatever happens i'm going to tell myself this is not the end road.I will try to continue to find the light in the tunnel.To my aunt who is like 100000000000% going to call my mom please don't bother me.If i get good results i will ask my mom to call you.No i will not do that because i'm not like you.I don't like rubbing salt to other people's wounds.Good Luck and Best wishes to me.GOOD LUCK TO ALL MY FRIENDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-6366914874958584227?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/6366914874958584227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=6366914874958584227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/6366914874958584227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/6366914874958584227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/01/trepidation.html' title='Trepidation'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-4069019126211977778</id><published>2011-01-05T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T23:30:58.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>Hey people!There's a saying that goes time really flies fast...Ruai just shared this riddle with me.Why did a boy threw his alarm clock?Because he wanted to see time fly.Well for my case i do not have to throw an alarm clock to see time fly.I can really see that time do fly very fast.Who could have imagine that the day for me to be an alumnus is here and I'm few days away from knowing my future.Results will be out on next monday!I'm still able to contain the trepidation but i fear i may just have cold turkey this sunday.Omg tuning in to radio right now and i just heard Taufik's voice!!!My heart throb.I know this is a bit random.Coming back to what i was saying today i went to Damai to help in sec 1 orientation.I miss the school environment,I miss my teachers and I miss being in the classroom and having to force myself to be awake for the lessons.I miss sleeping in the class and I miss my seating and making stupid jokes with Geraldine and Valerie and of course my beloved Seri Bitch!I miss laughing at maisarah when she sleeps until her head touches the table like as if she is praying.I miss laughing in Mrs Nair and Ms Hassan class with seri.I miss sitting with geraldine and criticizing some people during geography lesson.Haizzz when i was in damai i could still remember telling seri that i can't wait to get out of damai and move on.But now as i look back though damai may not be the most fantastic school but this is the school which mould me into what i am today.I am this Anisah today bcoz of my friends.To all my friends out there i do hope we will always keep in contact and make efforts to meet up.I didnt take the opportunity to continue my friendship with my primary school mates so i don't want to lose great friends like all of you.Seri,anba,geraldine,ruai,valerie,xin hui,xue yi,weiyi,edna,fatin,maisarah,Is,rena and ashari thank you for making my 2010 a pleasant one.We must always be in touch ok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-4069019126211977778?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-8760767914323242097</id><published>2011-01-03T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T00:41:38.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When will we have Peace?</title><content type='html'>Hello people.PEACE is a word which can potrays calmness or i guess it can also be considered as a synonym for serenity?I'm only guessing do feel free to check the dictionary.I'm taking a risk here by deciding to talk about religions.But i'm pretty sure i won't be in trouble because i'm not in anyone's favour.I woke around noon(it's ok to wake up noon because i'm having hols) cleaned myself and then read the papers.All the news were pretty boring but one do caught my attention.The headline was something like this "Egypt's church was bombed".When i saw this i was like check it out more tarnishing to Islam.Here's a little preview of the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAIRO - Christians prayed Sunday at a church targeted by an apparent suicide bomber who killed 21 people as Egypt pointed the finger of blame at international "terrorism" and fears of sectarian violence mounted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"With our soul and our blood we will redeem the Holy Cross," chanted the congregation as Copts gathered at the Al-Qiddissin church in Alexandria for Sunday mass a day after the bombing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood stains from Saturday's attack were still visible on the facade of the church, where 21 people were killed early on New Year's Day and 79 wounded when an apparent suicide bomber blew himself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The attack sparked angry street protests in Alexandria and clashes between hundreds of Christian youths and police on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no immediate claim but Al-Qaeda has called for punishment of Egypt's Copts over claims that two priests' wives they say had converted to Islam were being held by the Church against their will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Hosni Mubarak said the attack bore the hallmark of "foreign hands" and the interior ministry also blamed "foreign elements" -- euphemisms which point to Islamists militants such as Al-Qaeda loyalists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mubarak pledged in televised remarks on Saturday that he will "cut off the head of the snake, confront terrorism and defeat it" and urged Christians and Muslims to stand united in the face of a common enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this article a question struck me.WHEN CAN WE EVER HAVE WORLD PEACE? When will this difference of religions stop?When will people start respecting all religions?When will people stop giving the wrong impressions about Islam?I am very sure because of such conflicts that there are so many discriminations going on in this world.Whatever is it i'm thankful that i live in singapore and such discrimination is not allowed.I'm thankful that here in singapore atleast people don't start assuming things once they know i'm a muslim.Atleast my friends care to know about the real Islam and not to be swayed by the wrong ideas of Islam.If we want to prolong our roles on Earth we need to have world peace.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-8760767914323242097?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/8760767914323242097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=8760767914323242097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/8760767914323242097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/8760767914323242097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-will-we-have-peace.html' title='When will we have Peace?'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-4521415505714320527</id><published>2010-12-24T03:27:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T05:07:10.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How typical Asians can be? and My Fantasy</title><content type='html'>Everytime when I am done reading a historical romance book or even half-through reading it I can't help myself to compare the huge disparity between the Westerners and Asians.For an example all the Ladies just have to look their best and hope that they are able to drive a man crazy to the extent of wanting to marry her and that's it.Of course for the typical ones the questions of wealth will be asked but for all my heroes out there the devil they care about wealth once they have set their eyes on a seductive beautiful lady and when they realised that they are in love with the beauty,they will gladly allow the Lady to have the honour of sharing the same surname as them.The question of whether she knows how to cook etc will never be asked.Now if we were to compare the wedding procession of a westerner and an asian there is palpable difference.As what I know Indians have this excessive obsession that a woman should know how to cook before she gets married.Not all Indians but of course there will always be the archaic ones amidst us.Intead of asking this same boring question I would ask how capable you are in making my son satisfied?Hahaha I know it sounds highly impertinent and no I would never be able to ask such questions but at least such a question isn't a yawning question.I seriously finds it irritating when it is clearly expected of a girl to know how to cook.What it's the end of the world if the girl knows how to cook only after marriage?Then there will also be the monster in-laws which you have to impress.Why can't we be so laid back like the westerners and just feel happy for the married couple and don't give  a damn whether she knows how to cook or can she performed her duty as a wife?Who gives a damn about all this?I think only a husband has the right to judge whether his wife has perform her duty as a wife if you know what I mean.Secondly I dont think most westerners are pressurised by the question of them settling down.It is seriously annoying when you know that at some point in life your relatives will start asking when are you getting married.I always have this crazy idea to be able to create a little bit of scandal.Just imagine a guy you once loathed have easily made you fall in love with him and he's going away because he's dejected that after several assurances you are still unsure of his honesty, love and loyalty towards you.Then once you realised the grave mistake that you are about to do you will fight all the traffic jams and rushed to the airport.Then you will park your car in a forbidden lot but the hell you give a damn when you have to catch the man you love.Then frantically you will start searching for him and there he was like 6 metres away from you and his back was facing you.You struggled to choke the excitement and tears and shouted his name.He will turn bewildered to find you there especially with the tears-streaking face.Both of you will be communicating through your eyes and then he will open his arms for you while grinning which made you yearn to be in his arms.After a few seconds of resistance you ran towrads him and embraced him.Then with your muffled voice you will be apologizing for your stupidity, and he will hush you wanting to hear no more.Then you will look into his eyes and cursed for agonising him and you will tell him how much you love him.You continued to hug him as the serenity dwelled on both of you.The scandalous part will come in next.Without you realising it all this while your whole family mind you including your nosy relatives were present in the airport because they have to send someone off which means they were the spectators of your love saga and continued to gape watching the intimacy both of you shared even before marriage.Like seriously if this happens to me I will be the luckiest girl in the world as my fantasy has come alive.To end this beautifully story, we have to enhance it by embellishing it with you were proposed by the love of your life in the airport and of course your whole family was there to watch you agreeing to be his beloved wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRO2-dlZOiI/AAAAAAAAAW0/FbnbvxSqrTU/s1600/run.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRO2-dlZOiI/AAAAAAAAAW0/FbnbvxSqrTU/s320/run.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553983949687568930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRO3FILFRdI/AAAAAAAAAW8/2Mvq0d-ftgU/s1600/run1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRO3FILFRdI/AAAAAAAAAW8/2Mvq0d-ftgU/s320/run1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553984064199149010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRO3N7OTURI/AAAAAAAAAXE/QDlioOF1zAg/s1600/marry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRO3N7OTURI/AAAAAAAAAXE/QDlioOF1zAg/s320/marry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553984215341814034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRO3WVSs7kI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ZWHenSCgJoE/s1600/marry1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRO3WVSs7kI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ZWHenSCgJoE/s320/marry1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553984359778545218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRO4ANcZwGI/AAAAAAAAAXc/FaRtfSS48Bo/s1600/love.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRO4ANcZwGI/AAAAAAAAAXc/FaRtfSS48Bo/s320/love.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553985079226253410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRO4H930mJI/AAAAAAAAAXk/3OOOWzv9Z2c/s1600/love1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRO4H930mJI/AAAAAAAAAXk/3OOOWzv9Z2c/s320/love1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553985212485245074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRO4PQbgv2I/AAAAAAAAAXs/8RItnEKDhrY/s1600/love2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRO4PQbgv2I/AAAAAAAAAXs/8RItnEKDhrY/s320/love2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553985337725861730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRO4WymrKBI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Ab4LPt0u6AI/s1600/love3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRO4WymrKBI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Ab4LPt0u6AI/s320/love3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553985467158571026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-4521415505714320527?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/4521415505714320527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=4521415505714320527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/4521415505714320527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/4521415505714320527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-typical-asians-can-beincld-my.html' title='How typical Asians can be? and My Fantasy'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRO2-dlZOiI/AAAAAAAAAW0/FbnbvxSqrTU/s72-c/run.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-5054481162095033950</id><published>2010-12-24T02:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T03:27:41.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whitney, My Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TROhvf_89PI/AAAAAAAAAWc/0pCjLAF8FP4/s1600/novel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TROhvf_89PI/AAAAAAAAAWc/0pCjLAF8FP4/s320/novel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553960602893612274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been blushing throughout when I was reading Whitney,My Love by Judith McNaught!Judith McNaught has been added to my list of favourite authors for historical romance books!Now coming back to the story,I could feel myself melting while reading the over-excessively dashing duke who's trying to attract a lady who is ravishingly beautiful.The twist is that the Duke paid to be betrohed to her but this lady was in love with another man.So the excitement starts here.Just imagine having a guy who you thought at first rude,arrogant and even lash you verbally could actually be pining for you!And this guy have gray eyes with broad shoulders and my gosh i'm still running a fever over that book.I'm not going to share what eventually happened but I would like to share something which I came across in the book.First is when the duke brought her duchess home this is what he said to his people. "Behold your new mistress,my wife.And know that when she bids you,I have bidden you.What service you render her,you are rendering me.What loyalty you give or withhold from her,you give or withhold from me" this is what the Duke said to his people!Oh anyway the Duke name is Clayton Westmoreland!Don't you find yourself wishing that your husband would command his people to give their fullest respect to his beloved wife which is actually you.I just find this speech so romantic!The second part is the toast the duke made which is actually like his wedding speech.If my to be husband said something like that I think I will be so proud of myself and will be tearing to hear this humble yet touching confessions of his.The Duke said "Several months ago in Paris, a lovely young woman accused me of 'pretending' to be a duke.She said that I was  such a 'poor' impostor that I really ought to choose some other title to which to aspire - some title that would suit me better.I decided that there was only one title I wanted: to be her husband" When I read this part I was blushing and thought that this is kind of thing I would like to hear from my husband.I think I have done enough gushing over this book and I can't bear thinking life without historical romance and the ability of these fictitious dukes to stirr different kind of feelings in me.Clueless what I'm talking about?Read it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-5054481162095033950?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/5054481162095033950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=5054481162095033950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-9111112670246083054</id><published>2010-12-21T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T23:16:55.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How more beautiful can she be?</title><content type='html'>I was surfing facebook then went to Fiza O's profile.Then I saw this picture posted below.She stole my breath away.Like seriously i don't have any liking for girls but i do admire those women who are just endowed with good looks and body.Fiza O is not only a fantastic DJ but she is so pretty!I just love her sense of fashion and i'm so envious of her hair which is like a lookalike of Rihanna's hair!I have always wanted that kind of hair but my hair is curly and not straight so it's pointless to cut my hair till that short and try to rebond it.And just look how sharp her chin is and you can seek her cheek bones which means she is so slim!That's it Nisha please do some justice to yourself and shed more fats!I really aspire to be a DJ like Fiza O who is not only has a good sense of humor,well-liked by others but also have looks that captivate others' attention.I CAN DO THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRDEXsBv2MI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/w_Lbdn5enfw/s1600/fiza%2Bo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRDEXsBv2MI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/w_Lbdn5enfw/s320/fiza%2Bo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553154251782346946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-9111112670246083054?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TRDEXsBv2MI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/w_Lbdn5enfw/s72-c/fiza%2Bo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-9200461022588784829</id><published>2010-12-21T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T00:51:00.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is wrong with me?</title><content type='html'>What is wrong with me?This is the second time i read malay book and i feel just like skipping to the last part.I'm not sure whether is it i have lost my interest in malay books or it is just my bad luck that these two books are seriously not interesting and failed to catch my attention.How the hell am i going to improve my malay further if i don't read malay books?haizzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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me?'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-2487483611762343130</id><published>2010-12-20T16:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T17:09:50.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Variations of climate</title><content type='html'>Hello lads and lasses!Pardon me if there is no plural for lass.I am sitting by the window and enjoying the breeze of the wind as I am blogging.Variations of climate is what we are experiencing right now.There are two types of variations of climate I am talking about actually.The obvious one will be every counrty existing on Earth faces different kind of climates.The second type would be every country is now facing a climate where they have never experienced it before in the past.I was reading Channel news asia website which it reported about the snow storm in London.This is what I call an anomalous situation.Just imagine you are in London and you are planning to go back to your country then you are told your flight is delayed.This is an anomalous situation definitely.One reason because you may either be worried about the snow storm and the cold weather is driving you nuts hence you can't wait to go back to Singapore's hot climate.Or either you are loving London too much and you are dreading to go back Singapore and there you go a perfect reason for you to stay longer in London.It's reported that this may be the coldest weather for London in century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQ8bGAsCbmI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Z4YZZRfqoHg/s1600/ice%2Bcap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQ8bGAsCbmI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Z4YZZRfqoHg/s320/ice%2Bcap.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552686655648984674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQ8bVgbOMWI/AAAAAAAAAVo/2BRysJNh9i0/s1600/london.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQ8bVgbOMWI/AAAAAAAAAVo/2BRysJNh9i0/s320/london.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552686921866424674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQ8bk3eHR6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/-hCMHM3GjNI/s1600/london1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQ8bk3eHR6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/-hCMHM3GjNI/s320/london1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552687185750607778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQ8cMgwRGJI/AAAAAAAAAV4/x2SswVgIYfM/s1600/rain.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQ8cMgwRGJI/AAAAAAAAAV4/x2SswVgIYfM/s320/rain.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552687866847500434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQ8cbYiLcQI/AAAAAAAAAWA/G93Zp_46x7o/s1600/snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQ8cbYiLcQI/AAAAAAAAAWA/G93Zp_46x7o/s320/snow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552688122338963714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQ8cnPFbpHI/AAAAAAAAAWI/0X5fWY6LUvo/s1600/london2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQ8cnPFbpHI/AAAAAAAAAWI/0X5fWY6LUvo/s320/london2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552688325960901746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing these pictures I am glad that I do not have to face this life threatening situation.Talking to bitch right now and she's bloody annoying!I am so scared for my results after seeing N level results.I know this is so random but ya allah please let me excel!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-2487483611762343130?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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you are thinking about India in the Tamil movies' version of India I would say to you WELCOME TO INDIA.Chennai airport was a shocker because it is so palin looking unlike singapore.What is the highlight of this trip?For the popular side definitely will be the beautiful scenery which you will never get to see in India.For the notorious side will be the pungent dim lighted toilets.The relishing part is something which i will miss.I have never tasted Coffee and Masala Tea so good!To see the rest of my journey lets go on a flashback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:680px;padding:0;margin:0;border:none;background:#000 url(http://tripwow.tripadvisor.com/tripwow/ta-00c2-75c4-b0c3/e/54d0e6a867/bg)0 0 no-repeat"&gt;&lt;embed width="680" height="425" src="http://images.travelpod.com/bin/tripwow/flash/tripwow.swf" flashvars="xmlPath=http%3A%2F%2Ftripwow.tripadvisor.com%2Ftripwow%2Fta-00c2-75c4-b0c3%2Fapxml%3Fed%3D54d0e6a867%26ref%3D" 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href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g297628-Bangalore_Karnataka-Vacations.html" style="color:#c60"&gt;Bangalore&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g304556-Chennai_Madras_Tamil_Nadu-Vacations.html" style="color:#c60"&gt;Chennai (Madras)&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g304553-Mysore_Karnataka-Vacations.html" style="color:#c60"&gt;Mysore&lt;/a&gt;, ooty (near &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g297679-Ootacamund_Tamil_Nadu-Vacations.html" style="color:#c60"&gt;Ootacamund&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g297674-Tamil_Nadu-Vacations.html" style="color:#c60"&gt;Tamil Nadu&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g293860-India-Vacations.html" style="color:#c60"&gt;India&lt;/a&gt;) and &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g424926-Thanjavur_Tamil_Nadu-Vacations.html" style="color:#c60"&gt;Thanjavur&lt;/a&gt; was created by &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com" style="color:#c60"&gt;TripAdvisor&lt;/a&gt;. See another &lt;a href="http://tripwow.tripadvisor.com/slideshow/india.html" style="color:#c60"&gt;India slideshow&lt;/a&gt;. Create your own stunning &lt;a href="http://tripwow.tripadvisor.com/" style="color:#c60"&gt;free slideshow&lt;/a&gt; from your travel photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more pictures to be uploaded so there may be a second video coming up!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-2685678144662456787?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/2685678144662456787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=2685678144662456787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/2685678144662456787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/2685678144662456787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2010/12/reel-india-vs-real-india.html' title='Reel India vs Real India'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-3265866948230421489</id><published>2010-12-17T03:02:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T03:50:27.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Define FUN</title><content type='html'>Hello it's been sometime since i blogged.This holiday have given me the time to really think about fun and boredom.Hence i thought i should blog about what I really find is fun.Like people always say a picture says thousand of words.Therefore all these pictures below narrate about my perspective of what is FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpjIPrIU6I/AAAAAAAAASo/8InSEvYSywE/s1600/fun.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpjIPrIU6I/AAAAAAAAASo/8InSEvYSywE/s320/fun.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551358483985093538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpjiiA0EUI/AAAAAAAAASw/27RSX0zuW9A/s1600/fun2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpjiiA0EUI/AAAAAAAAASw/27RSX0zuW9A/s320/fun2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551358935584477506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpj8BpPuUI/AAAAAAAAAS4/jW32uMELxag/s1600/Movies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpj8BpPuUI/AAAAAAAAAS4/jW32uMELxag/s320/Movies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551359373572290882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpkMSNqIUI/AAAAAAAAATA/ObhCX8edLCo/s1600/Facebook-icon.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpkMSNqIUI/AAAAAAAAATA/ObhCX8edLCo/s320/Facebook-icon.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551359652897890626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpkf_SbCcI/AAAAAAAAATI/i3NxDCSN3zw/s1600/youtube.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpkf_SbCcI/AAAAAAAAATI/i3NxDCSN3zw/s320/youtube.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551359991414983106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpk2-MAsUI/AAAAAAAAATQ/1vsawN1Niw8/s1600/novel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 175px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpk2-MAsUI/AAAAAAAAATQ/1vsawN1Niw8/s320/novel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551360386256646466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQplVVdj8wI/AAAAAAAAATY/7uI-G1JgTZw/s1600/novel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQplVVdj8wI/AAAAAAAAATY/7uI-G1JgTZw/s320/novel2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551360907900351234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQplpoHDvFI/AAAAAAAAATg/9uJb1Jd2CqM/s1600/novel3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQplpoHDvFI/AAAAAAAAATg/9uJb1Jd2CqM/s320/novel3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551361256503622738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpl9dWb4BI/AAAAAAAAATo/rqx7uivC4K8/s1600/novel4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpl9dWb4BI/AAAAAAAAATo/rqx7uivC4K8/s320/novel4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551361597212712978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpmNxiuKsI/AAAAAAAAATw/y8fpJv7y-W8/s1600/novel5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpmNxiuKsI/AAAAAAAAATw/y8fpJv7y-W8/s320/novel5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551361877510859458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpmmIzAKqI/AAAAAAAAAT4/lTJPXL3MVC4/s1600/malay%2Bnovel"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpmmIzAKqI/AAAAAAAAAT4/lTJPXL3MVC4/s320/malay%2Bnovel" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551362296070023842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpm-PCh7tI/AAAAAAAAAUA/6I7x14R0IWA/s1600/aeroplane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpm-PCh7tI/AAAAAAAAAUA/6I7x14R0IWA/s320/aeroplane.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551362710062624466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpnUTNROkI/AAAAAAAAAUI/h0oIX2ylJIY/s1600/shopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpnUTNROkI/AAAAAAAAAUI/h0oIX2ylJIY/s320/shopping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551363089138530882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpnjVYg1OI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/DVQf04lFaTY/s1600/parasailing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpnjVYg1OI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/DVQf04lFaTY/s320/parasailing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551363347420599522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpoKQShXDI/AAAAAAAAAUY/_gUpuDeiCO8/s1600/date.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpoKQShXDI/AAAAAAAAAUY/_gUpuDeiCO8/s320/date.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551364016068189234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpoiPAm0NI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Ld9J6nd51oo/s1600/club.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpoiPAm0NI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Ld9J6nd51oo/s320/club.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551364428041474258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpsY6YwaSI/AAAAAAAAAVI/fPg9mf3U_Dw/s1600/drama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpsY6YwaSI/AAAAAAAAAVI/fPg9mf3U_Dw/s320/drama.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551368665933310242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpsA1sTEBI/AAAAAAAAAVA/nkyWk1DWUlU/s1600/theatre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpsA1sTEBI/AAAAAAAAAVA/nkyWk1DWUlU/s320/theatre.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551368252356235282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQprX7EchQI/AAAAAAAAAU4/0S_zUe71iqQ/s1600/friend.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQprX7EchQI/AAAAAAAAAU4/0S_zUe71iqQ/s320/friend.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551367549425059074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQptDi6zuII/AAAAAAAAAVY/PfZbf-CSfeI/s1600/how%2Bi%2Bmet%2Bur%2Bmother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQptDi6zuII/AAAAAAAAAVY/PfZbf-CSfeI/s320/how%2Bi%2Bmet%2Bur%2Bmother.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551369398368057474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpssQ3E_jI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/qp7wW8fP_EQ/s1600/glee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpssQ3E_jI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/qp7wW8fP_EQ/s320/glee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551368998383582770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpo_dDtclI/AAAAAAAAAUo/rr5dpnWI3vk/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpo_dDtclI/AAAAAAAAAUo/rr5dpnWI3vk/s320/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551364930028794450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpqzfyCO4I/AAAAAAAAAUw/UzgozegHUzI/s1600/proposal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpqzfyCO4I/AAAAAAAAAUw/UzgozegHUzI/s320/proposal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551366923624790914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The explicit picture is to say how fun it is to find your true love.Please don't have the impression of seeing that explicit picture i find bedroom situations fun.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-3265866948230421489?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/3265866948230421489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=3265866948230421489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/3265866948230421489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/3265866948230421489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2010/12/define-fun.html' title='Define FUN'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/TQpjIPrIU6I/AAAAAAAAASo/8InSEvYSywE/s72-c/fun.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-6886102621408604369</id><published>2010-12-07T19:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T19:22:22.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world feels empty without my presence</title><content type='html'>The whole world rejoiced when my beautiful soul and body arrived on singapore on 6th december after two weeks of my absence.Where had i gone to? I went to India for holidays and it was totally an eye-opening experience.I was close to nature and i got to witness poverty and what is it like to be in a developing country.There's totally a vast difference between singapore and india. When i was there i truly feel blessed that i was born as a singaporean. For those of you who loves to complain forget about going to the developed countries with the thinking that you want to see the world. If you really want to see the world go out there to the less developed contries then you will realise how lucky you are to be here in singapore. In singapore we get to practise freedom and have all luxuries. But in india the people there are not as well to do and kids as young as 8 years old are roaming around the streets while carrying their newborn sister/brother and begging for money. It's really a pitiful state. However on the other hand i feel that India is one of the most lucky countries in the world to have so many natural resources and they are so close to nature. Who would have thought while travelling on the road i could actually see cows, bulls, horses, goats and even elephants! I saw an elephant twice when i was in ooty and the other one near my brother-in-law's village. It was really exciting to be able to see these animals in front of you without any confinements placed on them unlike those in the zoo. I went to the waterfall where they shoot Raavan movie and the beauty of the waterfall really amazed me. I went to Italian garden in Ooty where i really wished to be able to do my wedding photoshoot overseas or even there. The trees there were so beautiful and the whole scenery of the garden reminds me of Twillight. Speaking of photoshoot I would love to do my wedding photoshoot at the falls at well! Let's see what is my budget when i'm getting married! Adios!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-6886102621408604369?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/6886102621408604369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=6886102621408604369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/6886102621408604369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/6886102621408604369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2010/12/world-feels-empty-without-my-presence.html' title='The world feels empty without my presence'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-5923761068775336348</id><published>2010-11-20T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T01:49:36.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A free bird</title><content type='html'>Watzz up lads and lass!One whole month of not blogging and finally i'm a free bird of course without a peacock!Heheh listen to katy perry's song peacock and then u will get it.Time really flies fast.My o level is finally done last week.The stress and tears i had before my o levels are finally done too.I never expected that during the preparations for Os i would actually cry so many times!Thank u to my darling first sis who every time encouraged me and consoled me.She is the only teacher i knew who was so stressed during the Os because every night she would sleep as late as me to ensure that i could consult her whatever problems i had.Every day after each paper she would call me to ask how was the paper and encouraged me to sustain and go through that painful journey.I could still remember the day i was going to sit for the first o level paper which was english.I never experienced that kind of trepidation when i entered the examination hall.Anyway everything is over and i really pray i would make my family proud.So the hols are now and what are the latest updates?I'm going to India this sunday for two weeks!!!!I am so excited and i am going to start packing after blogging.I will only be coming back insyaallah on 6th december which is prom nite!Talking about prom i am having a difficult time finding the dress that i like and affordable.I have to find my dress by tmrw and will update more.Hastalavista!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-5923761068775336348?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/5923761068775336348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=5923761068775336348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/5923761068775336348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/5923761068775336348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2010/11/free-bird.html' title='A free bird'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-529128669832644714</id><published>2010-10-16T00:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T01:10:06.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day to remember as long as I breathe</title><content type='html'>15th october a day to remember.A day i became a graduan.A day where it reminds me the play which lasted for 4 years has come to an end.I am ending my role and waiting for the next one.I will not miss Damai because it is only a building but i will miss the people who make it a school.I will miss my teachers and my friends.I will miss the classroom environment.This is my special dedication to those who are always close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Edna: Edna you are so adorable and innocent!(ps:i hope valerie has not claim ur innocence yet hehehe!)I will miss ur expression and u are so funny by nature!I will miss u edna and good luck for Os!We will go out again to that fish market!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiyi: Hey sex whore!I will miss you and all ur praises for me!Do continue to sing praises of me and i know u love me lotzzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine: Ger!!!4 years together and we see how much both of us have grow up!Ger I will miss the time we sit together and sharing dirty jokes!hahaha!I know u are always turn on when we mention about dirty jokes!After Os we go to library and borrow many books that will improve our basic knowledge!I will miss u ger and thank u for always making core geog lesson an interesting one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie: The irritating cow which i actually adore!You are so unique in your own ways and i will miss your laughter which sound like....I can't even think which animal sounds like that!Hhaahah!Val do your best and and know this all of us love you lotzz!!!4 years together has grown attach to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maisarah: Malu sae!That is your trademark!Mai you are funny in your own ways especially the way how you react to certain things.I will miss seeing you sleep like as if you are praying and suddenly you will wake up wiping your mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raihanah: The girl who is always calm!I will miss your calmness and and rena i'm not sure after this will i meet someone who is so dedicated to chocolate!I will miss the fact that when i look up i will see everyday different kind of drinks on your table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is: My friend for 6 years!!!!I will always miss you awak!I don't know if i will be able to adapt the new change that you will no longer be beside me.For six years you have been my shadow.I will always be thankful that we were destined to be classmates and i get to share one of the best moments of my life with you!I will always miss our jokes about the teachers and our ability to make everyone look so comical!I will miss having a friend who is so petite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seri Hannah: Notice i wrote your full name!I know you are so proud of your name!I hope u like the note i made specially for you.If there's a reason why i will always be thankful that i'm posted in Damai the reason  will be you!I will miss everything about you!I will miss sitting with you and sharing stupid jokes with you.You are special to me!I will miss the fact that there is my bff sitting beside me and will always irritate me when she's not having enough sleep!I will miss the talks that we shared in class during lessons and how you will encourage me to do something.I will miss the times how we will go for mt lessons late and how much we will laugh during sec 2's lesson!I will miss the fantasies that we weaved together!I LOVE YOU BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruai: My first friend in Damai and who made me feel comfortable in Damai!I miss sitting with you and listen to all your stories about JJ!I will always miss your concern and your calls!I love you darling and thank you for always being there for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly this goes for all of you.I will always miss you guys's presence and knowing that i'm surrounded by my beloved friends.I 'm not sure after this how close we will be but i hope we will make efforts to maintain our friendships.Thank you for making my 2007-2010 of my life the best one ever!I know i have been saying this like countless times but I LOVE YOU GUYS AND WILL MISS ALL THE TIMES THAT WE SPENT TOGETHER IN THE CLASSROOM!Can't stop myself from tearing while writing this.THANK YOU FOR MAKING MY LIFE SO BEAUTIFUL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-529128669832644714?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-5741814532972215081</id><published>2010-09-20T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T23:10:26.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contradicting statements</title><content type='html'>I have been brought up not to be a timid girl.I have been brought up to speak up.So when i do people can't take it.Why?Why is it that i could accept all your deeds though with difficulties but just one confrontation caused so much anger from you.Why?That's because no one ever pointed your mistakes.Hence let me do this noble job to point out your infinite mistakes.People said that we are overreacting.Let bygones be bygones.WTH U COULD SAY THIS BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT THE ONE GOING THROUGH IT.Maybe we reacted at a much later time which is the biggest mistake ever.For those of you who said that we are overreacting just think for once.Just imagine someone criticised your best friend or loved one can you take it?Will you ignore those criticisms?If yes then let me tell you guys that you people lacked the good qualities of a good friend.I am just doing my duty as a friend hence i retaliated when you guys criticised her.Incident is over you said.But criticisms and discriminations have been going on since last year.So since when this is a past?It's a present and will be a future i assure you.And since when we didn't consider you guys as our friends?You people have always seen us as your rivalries.Don't deny it.Class shirt and teachers' day are two evidences to this statement.Contradicting rite?I'm doubtful now whether you know what you are talking about.Your argument has no base but we do.Some people said that as the years goes by when we looked into this matter we will laugh at how silly we were.Let me remind you we are not thirteen years olds.That you can label us to be immature and this whole thing is silly.We are sixteen which means we are young adults who can differentiate between what is a silly matter and what is not.It has never been to my knowledge that discrimination and biasness are two things that are supposed to be taken lightly.Whatever is it, it gives me a pleasure that this situation has enabled me to question what kind of moral values are your parents teaching you people?It's refelcted in your attitude,behaviour and communication.If there's any course on moral values i will inform you people ok?I love doing noble deeds:)&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-5741814532972215081?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/5741814532972215081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=5741814532972215081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/5741814532972215081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/5741814532972215081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2010/09/contradicting-statements.html' title='Contradicting statements'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-913275057650674789</id><published>2010-09-10T07:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T07:33:34.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam Lebaran</title><content type='html'>Hey Peeps!Today is the morning of Hari Raya!(pretending to be so enthusiastic)Ok not that i'm not excited for the arrival of hari raya but seriously with not enough sleep and this nagging voice why did you abandon your studies when prelims is next week?How can you really celebrate hari raya with all your heart?I have been awake for more than 24 hours.I have not slept and will be sleeping soon but i need to wash up first.What?You called me stinky?EXCUSE ME WHO THE HELL IN THE WORLD DON'T STINK WHEN THEY CLEAN THEIR HOUSE THOROUGHLY AND PERSPIRED A LOT????For those of you that don't need to clean your house due to various reasons maybe like because you have a maid etc call yourself lucky.Cleaning the house is my responsibility and i can't get away from it.For all my friends out there, Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri Maaf Zahir dan Batin.Sekiranya ada terkasar bahasa ataupun kelakuan yang telah mengguriskan hati anda saya susun sepuluh jari dan mohon maaf.Kita berdoa agar kita akan diberi peluang untuk bertemu dengan ramadan dan syawal pada tahun hadapan dengan orang tersayang.I'm sure all of you will be getting ready soon but i'm going to sleep!Good Morning but for me Good Nitez!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-913275057650674789?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/913275057650674789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=913275057650674789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/913275057650674789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/913275057650674789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2010/09/salam-lebaran.html' title='Salam Lebaran'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-664481937173637378</id><published>2010-08-28T02:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T03:10:21.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some people are just disgusting</title><content type='html'>When we hear the word disgusting usually the first thing that comes into our minds would be hygiene stuff.But disgusting is a word which can be used to describe behaviour as well.Some people are just BLOODY BASTARDS.Recalling the incident I wish i could mow them down with a bulldozer.Like seriously,they are people of infinite hypocracy.Teachers' day plan was a big failure due to some people's apathy.Bloody hell wasted our time.We were so stupid to think that they will give and take,considering the fact that class shirt was handled by them.But how could it have slipped of my mind that some people just love being autocratic?Don't feign that you are guilty because our efforts have been wasted.The most galling part is you people pretended to go along with anything and when asked, you said you agreed to everything.Why don't you just fucking open your mouth and said that you don't agree to it?Cowards huh.Or wait maybe it was your plan to throw the bomb on us last minute.So that we will not be able to react appropriately.Nice dirty game you are playing.It was definitely a highly anomalous situation.I thought there's limit to your evilness but you proved me wrong.Big disparity between the two groups.You want to know why?Because we have been ingrained with moral values thus we do not have deplorable behaviours unlike you people.And for those people who are too shy to be in the centre of the crowd,it's high time you get out from your hiding place.Until when you want to seek complacency and in comfort zone?You will never survive in this world and its challenges.Be brave and overcome the trepidation that you might be having because thinking of the attention you might be getting.Seriously,you may escape from being the centre of attraction now but this won't be the case when you are at higher level of institutes and in the workforce.I don't usually have viperous tongue but i will use it during in times like this.For those who actually took the rehearsal seriously thanks a lot.And for the rest let's see the rest of drama unfolds.I love to see how low can you people stoop and how more disgusting you can be BASTARDS.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-664481937173637378?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/664481937173637378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-4550948002657060697</id><published>2010-08-21T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T00:38:59.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The clock's ticking away</title><content type='html'>Yo watz up people!It's Friday and today is the 10th day of Ramadan.How fast time flies and i have yet to start revision.Start working bitch or somebody gonna get hurt real bad.Hahaha!You don't understand?It's ok watch russel peter's videos.I just had my english o level oral.Well, it was an anomalous experience.For the first time in life, I met examiners who are arrogant and love interrupting people.They kept cutting me in with the next question without even giving me the chance to finish answering the question.I just hope i will still get my distinction for oral.Sounds bad?Wait,hold on to ur seats people.There's more to come.After the stress due to oral i went to check my Mt O level results.Atleast something saved this damsel from distress.I GOT A1!!!!!!!!!AND DISTINCTION FOR MT ORAL!!!!!!!!WOHOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!All my efforts paid off.This encourages me more to take mt literature.I read the news recently about this graduate who received the PM award due to her fluency in both english and malay langauage.I hope someday i will get awarded as well like her!Today had History and laughed until on the verge of crying.Seriouly for the first time 4E4&lt;br /&gt;(3/4 of the class not all especially me i'm an exception) failed to understand Ms Hassan's sarcasm.I couldn't hold my laughter and kept on laughing.My classmates still got the cheeks to look at me as if i'm one loser who's just laughing for fun when they are actually cracking their brains trying to answer Ms Hassan's question.What a pity all of them or their answers have been made into a mockery!How i wish everyday we can have history class.I just love history class!When i'm out of damai i'm so going to miss Ms Hassan and her sarcasm!Teachers' day round the corner and we have made very good plans.I hope the plan will work out.I'm excited!No MJ12 again today.Like wth,soon Ria is going to change their programmes and the Djs doing the shows.If Kc is no longer in charge of MJ12 it will be such a bore.But this is life.We have to accept changes and just adapt to it.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-4550948002657060697?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/4550948002657060697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=4550948002657060697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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really enjoy it.Reasons are mock exams and my beloved o level!So many thing to study but i have covered only a fraction.But I had to watch NDP because of my BF!So freaking hot and he turns me on!I hope i will find my missing puzzle piece who looks like him....Haizzz a girl can always dream rite?And i want to read my historical romance books!They are like calling out to me and i'm trying my best not to reach out for them.Don't you just love to read a book that gets you embroiled in love,romance and etc.If you have never read historical romance then you will be like eww but if you are a fanatic then you will totally understand what i'm saying.Rite now relatives are here and it's so freaking annoying!I want to study but they will become a distraction.I don't mind if something i enjoys become a distraction for me but i don't enjoy their companionship so they pisses me off.How irritating human beings can be?They were saying i look like my first sis.Like obviously, we are siblings.But i know they compare her and me because we are dark-skinned.Like (roll eyes)2 people!At least i don't look like elephants.Ok Nisha busted.Fasting month is two days away so i cannot be mean.I will be the nicest person they ever known.Hhehehe.Please people i am a nice person.Ask my friends they will agree on this.Hhahaha!Angkat bakul sendiri!Yesterday i went Orchard with first sis and mom!Then first sis was discussing about my prom nite.Sis was asking me to lose more weight so that i can seduce my BF!Ya like real though i wish i can do that.Obviously i can wear nice dresses.So mission is to lose weight during fasting month.Lets see how far i will succeed!&lt;br /&gt;PS:Today i promised something to myself.One day the malay commentator for NDP will be me!May Allah make this wish come true.Amin&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-6641148061729320024?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-4502539737918787522</id><published>2010-07-31T10:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T10:58:25.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My head is throbbing!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps!My head is throbbing quite badly.No idea why.I'm suppose to study history yet here i am blogging.Jason Sinclair, Hunter, Swift, Harrigans, Coulters, Malorys and more to come.Sometimes i wonder why do these rakehell exist in the 18th century and not the 21st century?I would like to meet these heart throbs and get swooned.And then you have women like Amy, Loretta Jane, Velvet Moran and who else.I don't make a point to remember the women's names.I compare myself with them.The result is i'm no match for them.I preen myself at the mirror and wonder how can i match up with them.Why can't I be one of them?I need to do something to unveil my hidden beauty.So you guys thought i consider myself as ugly?No way people.I know i'm beautiful!Any women can be beautiful because no women is ugly.I just have to think of a way that one day when i look at myself i will say "I am pretty:)".Right now i don't really care about my appearance and i know i look the least attractive.But i don't care because there is no one for me to impress or capture their attention.But when i get out of secondary school, going to a higher level institute or in the workforce i do give a damn about my appearance.It's just amazing how the beauty of those women mentioned above tamed the rakehells and make the heart throbs only wants them.I know i want to have this kind of influence over my accquitance.I believe i can do it.I hope my right guy will make me feel like i'm living a teenage dream!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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throbbing!!!'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-558727746227399177</id><published>2010-07-31T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T00:53:51.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life is endowed by sunshine again</title><content type='html'>Hello!Something funny just happened like a few seconds ago.I nearly wrote at the wrong blog.I was about to type a post when i realised i was at my mt 09 blog instead of being here.LOL nisha!I think all of you can see the change of tone in this current post if you compared it with the previous post.The last post was a bit critical and more vulgar but worries no more i'm back to my happy go lucky personality!Ok i just realised that i'm using my SBQ skills to compare these two sources!Ms Hassan must be proud of me!Talking about history reminds me of an extremely funny incident that happened during history lesson.It began when Ms Hassan was explaining to us about the strategies we have to use during exams.Then a question was thrown what happens if the sbq tested is something you didn't prepare for?Then she said "Forget it.Just do two SEQ skills" Well people who are endowed with a slightly more intelligence will know it was her usual sarcasm.But poor Yudip fall for her trap.He got confused when Ms Hassan said "Just whack the SBQ!" Then he said "But Ms Hassan you said do two SEQ?"Wait people hold on to your laughter.Hear the climax first.Ms Hassan took a pencil and said the pencil represents sarcasm.And she repeated about doing two SEQ Qs while purposely showing the pencil to Yudip.I cannot hold my laughter and burst out laughing!Ok for those of you who think it's not funny, (Roll eyes)2 people.You are only listening to the joke but missed the actions so it won't tickle you like how it tickled us who were present.I'm actually suppose to study history for mock exam on this coming Tuesday.Wait Gorbachev i'm coming!Stop shouting for me!And people finally this year Racial Harmony i wore ethnic costume!I will post the pictures when i'm free.Like they always say a picture says a thousand of words.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-558727746227399177?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-1132416004865825770</id><published>2010-07-19T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T00:29:21.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fcuk the world and its people</title><content type='html'>I'm pissed off and feeling devastated right now.I know all this long she has never took a liking for him but suddenly the mounting up hatred is just too suspicious.Note that i used the word HATRED not even like.In this two days i have cried a river.It's so disturbing to see that everything is falling into pieces.I hate it when conflict happens amongst my loved ones.Now the thing i fear will happen.I know one day they have to go but not in this manner when everything is still incomplete.Ya Allah dugaan apakah yang dikau berikan kepada hambamu?Pulihkan hubungan mereka kembali.Aku dambakan kasih sayang dan deraian ketawa.Kuatkan semangat hambamu ini dan lindungi diriku ini terus hanyut dalam tangisan.YES I HAVE TO BE STRONG!RESILIENT TOLERANT AND PERSEVERANCE SHALL BE MY MANTRA!If someone is doing all this FUCK YOU AND YOUR LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;PS:Anyone who read this post pls don't ask me what happen.Thanks for understanding&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-1132416004865825770?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/1132416004865825770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=1132416004865825770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/1132416004865825770'/><link rel='self' 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positive thinking i will study first before watching DDLJ.But who knew what was written in destiny today for us.It was a horrible morning.I became so angry and when i'm angry what else will i do if not crying?I don't know why when i'm angry i will always cry.I hope after this everything will be fine.Though it may be forgotten but there will always still be scars on the victims.Today my feeling are angry and sad but now is mutual.There's nothing really to be happy about.But i'm fine.Ok i don't want to sound like an emo.Because i'm not one.For those bitches out there who can't bear people's happiness may you rot in hell.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-6372703006146537900?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/6372703006146537900/comments/default' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-551396517167660430</id><published>2010-06-26T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T18:42:40.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to stay in NEVERLAND!</title><content type='html'>I love my new blog skin!The purpose of this skin is to relive those moments we spent in our childhood!Though all of us have grown up but our inner self need not be.How many of you wish to be in Neverland?Won't it be fun to grow up in Neverland where you will never grow up and do not have to think about matters that stress you out?I wish i could live in Neverland where i'm surrounded by fairies,pixies,wizards,goblets,dwarfs and the Princess obviously will be me!Every morning i can sing to the trees that will sway following the tune i'm singing to and the flowers will bloom.The garden will look beautiful because of the colourful flowers and vast species of animals that stay in the garden/forest.Just imagine where all of us here mostly put on school uniforms but i will wear gowns!Then one day as you were walking through a forest you saw a dashing young man.He was an arrogant jerk!To your horror you found out you were betrothed to him.Both of you despised each other!But soon you realised that your world feel so empty without him though when you guys meet most of the time you and him will be quarrelling.Slowly you began to love him and it goes the same for him as well.You knew he loves you when you saw his eyes burning with jealousy when other bachelors tried to talk to you and you gave them positive responses but not to him.So there you go the once arrogant jerk will now be the love of your life.Hehehe i'm going fever with Johanna Lindsey's and Catherine Anderson's books!&lt;br /&gt;Ps:Seri i know you will be smiling when you read this beacause this post really suits both of us well.Two bestfriends with similar fairytales and same wish which is to never grow 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NEVERLAND!'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-104381856480963247</id><published>2010-06-16T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T22:58:21.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kem obor 2010 &amp; Sarah Aqilah 's first album launch</title><content type='html'>My eyes are like droopy but controlling the sleepiness because i want to watch yahan main ghar ghar kheli.Last week Is and I participated in Kem obor 2010 organised by Berita Harian.We were exposed to the world of journalism.We got to be reporters!And alhamdulillah we won third place out of 24 schools that participated if i'm not mistaken.Of course i'm proud of this win.When it was mentioned to us that it will be a competition for our final project,I aimed to win something.And we got it!Then today we went to Sarah Aqilah's first album launch.She loss so much weight and she looked so beautiful!I can really see the star quality in her and have faith that she will make it big in the nusantara.I also got the opportunity to meet Zan Sofyan!!!It's official that i have met all the Djs i have been wanting to meet all this while!Yippie!Special thanks to Berita Harian and Haryani Ismail(kak yani) for all this wonderful opportunities!:)&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-104381856480963247?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/104381856480963247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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in a new environment and have to start a new leaf again in finding friends.But i shall remind myself that i want to be surrounded by lotz of people thus i have to make friends and of course enjoys being with them.I don't want to be a loner.When you make new friends,don't forget your old ones.You share a deeper bonding with them and they will understand you better than your new friends.I will always want to keep my good friends with me till my last breath.Be sure of what you want to be and set strategies in how you can achieve it.I am planning my strategies already.But the biggest challenge i will have to overcome now is o level.That reminds me i have been abandonning my studies bcoz busy making name for myself:)Will update soon.Have you given a thought to it what you want to become?I want to be someone who is influential.When my name is mentioned people will go "Hey i know her!" 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definitely i'm kidding!What kind of holiday is this when you have tons of homework and you keep returning to school?Sometimes it gives me the cold chill thinking that approximately there's only 3 months left before o level!Like shit!Move your asses people.I'm still trying to move mine.LATEST UPDATES!I just sat for mt o level.I couldn't believe it that time flies so fast that after so many years of studying malay,this is the most biggest and important malay examination i ever sat for.This is the first time i really studied for malay.I just pray to Allah that i will get my A1.I have been working hard for the past years till now to get my A1.Let's see what results will i get.Hopefully it's good and it will reflect my hard work and the great efforts put in.Before mt o level we had form class day and FINALLY(mind you after 2.5 months of waiting)we got our class shirt.Do i need to give a vivid description with spiceness of bitchiness???The shirt is not worth of the money we paid.It has such a bad quality.The bitchiness part.Have you seen mentally retarded people who wear shirt that looks suitable to be put on by little kids?We may look like that when we wore the shirt.Like orang otak cacat.But of course i can't deny i had so much fun especially going out with the malay gang!You guys rox!Will always want to have you guys as friends for the rest of my life.Next week i will be having amath camp.But it's not stay in.Then 3 days of malay workshop at SPH!I hope i will be able to gain useful knowledge about journalism through this workshop!I got to know that some of my schoolmates are acting in suria new drama.I wonder how they got selected.Not fair i also want to try acting.It's ok nisha when there's a will there will be a way.Hasta la vista!&lt;br /&gt;PS:I'm surprised that Ms.Hassan likes Bollywood too!Whoever that says bollywood sucks you guys are sore loser.Bollywood is the only entertainment that provides you romantic movies including hot and handsome guys!I love Bollywood!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-568050188392828252?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/568050188392828252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=568050188392828252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/568050188392828252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/568050188392828252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2010/06/are-you-sure-its-holiday.html' title='Are you sure it&apos;s a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-4860667596861459773</id><published>2010-05-21T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T23:36:26.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unstructured Friday</title><content type='html'>That's what sis told me when i told her i wanted to bathe when she suggested that i take a nap. She told me heck care lah!Fridays are suppose to be unstructured if it's not then what's the use of Fridays?I was like lol!But still i will never sleep with feeling sticky and smelling so cuteee(if you know what i mean)without bathing first!I have gotten back all my results.Results sucks and expected.Need to work hard to get my single digit.But i'm happy there's improvements in my E and A math!I used to fail it but now i managed to get C5.Keep going girl and you will outshine the others.Mt o level is in 10 days time i guess?It's really terrifying thinking about the first o level paper you are going to sit for.Though alhamdullilah i have been getting my A1 but i just fear that i will screw up the paper.I pray to the Almighty that i will be able to answer the paper with the correct answers and get my A1.I'm not even going to settle for A2.It's an embarassement for me and i will die out of shame.Call me the drama Queen or whatsoever but i have a deep passion for malay language thus i cannot bear thinking of the fact not doing to the expectations i have set for myself.On thursday we had mt intensive lesson.Nothing interesting like duh!It's held not to entertain us but to drill in us skills that we need to learn to help us answer the questions better.But i kept laughing throughout the mt lesson which lasted nearly for whole day.I kept making jokes with Is about some people that by nature are so humorous.They don't realise this fact thus they need people like me to make good use of their humour!These lately have been listening to mj12.Like woohoo!I miss mj12 lotzzzzzzzzz!But to my disappointment there will be no mj12 today.No idea why Kc isn't working today.Something must have happened or what.Next wednesday going out with form class to Sentosa.I'm excited!Oh don't get me wrong just excited to go out with my click afterwards!K peeps gotta go!&lt;br /&gt;Ps:I need to work extra hard for English.It will haunt me for life due to the course that i badly want to major in.Also malay will always be by my side close to my heart.Sometimes i think to myself if i decide not to work maybe i want to be a malay writer!So fun and exciting!hehehe:)Ciaozzzzz&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-4860667596861459773?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/4860667596861459773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=4860667596861459773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/4860667596861459773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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lift surface.All this violent act was carried out in a lift and was recorded by one of her friends.The videographer was a girl and she's the biggest whore i ever known.No woman just watched the suferings of another woman especially if she's a victim of physical abuse.The reason for hitting the girl just because his friend told something to the teacher that caused him to go for detention.Loser isn't it?Just a detention and u hit the girl so mercilessly?Don't u feel emasculated to hit a girl like that.Oh wait is the word emasculated even right for u?You urself deprived those rights....To show how manly u are, u hit a girl.What the hell were u thinking douche bag?Shame on those men who hit women as they failed to carry out their responsibility to protect women.But i will blame the girl for failing to protect herself.If i was the victim i will make sure that his state is so bad!Ok i can type no more.All the anger dissipated when KC played spoon's song rindu!All i can say that tolong jangan 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href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2010/05/men-is-created-much-stronger-in.html' title='Men is created much stronger in strength to shield the weaker ones known as women from all danger'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-1851396656928453379</id><published>2010-05-14T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T23:32:14.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The battle gets tougher from here</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps!Mid-yr is over and i have received my ss exam!Wohoooo alhamdullilah i did well!I got A1 for ss!I'm so elated with this achievement and so surprised i have managed to clinch this marks despite myself not having confidence to do well after the exam.I just pray that i will get Ms Hassan for both SS and History!Who would not want a teacher that is excellent in her teaching and fill your day with laughter with her sarcasm:)Mt o level is round the corners and i'm scared that i will not get my A1.Then my hard work effort all this while will be gone to waste.Haizz i jus have to pray to the almighty to guide me through this rough journey.I'm motivated to do well in other subjects after seeing my ss results!But i know that i have to continue keep doing better in other topics as i doubt an easy topic like N.ireland will be tested in o level.Ok i think i will stop here it's kind of boring already my post.For those of you who said that i ate my notes, no peeps i didn't eat my notes but i kissed my notes and adored it and this is proven in the marks!Heheheh!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-2624298102806442656</id><published>2010-04-19T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:34:51.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIK TOK!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>The clock has always been tik toking.......But the difference is now that its tik toking at a faster speed.The world is turning upside down with all the riots and natural disasters.To worsen it, time is now faster than it used to be.24 hours is NOT ENOUGH and now there's lesser than it???WTH?I hate the fact that time is moving so fast and every thing is done in a chaotic manner.Why can't life be a little more relaxed.As time moves faster, the urgent need to start revising for Os is irritating me.No doubt i have no deisre to sit for O level asap but i do have to admit that i'm excited to finish my secondary school life.I can't wait to see what's in store for me in the future.Will i be able to achieve all my dreams?But despite this reason of excitement and anxiety,i will be sad to leave all those people who have made life more meaningful for me.Will always love you people and cherish you:)Before ending this post,for those of you who are oblivious, Achik spin passed away last saturday at the age of 27/28 years old.I'm saddened by his death and pray that his soul will be with those people that are blessed by allah and destined for the heaven.Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kehidupan di dunia ini mempunyai pelbagai telatah&lt;br /&gt;Kehidupan boleh diibaratkan sebagai kapal yang sedang berlayar&lt;br /&gt;Kapal itu akan menangani segalah masalah yang akan membuatnya karam&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi kapal itu akan karam juga kalau sudah ditakdirkan&lt;br /&gt;Kapal itu tidak boleh melawan kekuatan alam semulajadi contohnya tiupan ribut angin dan juga air yang bergelombang dan tidak tenang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kehidupan ini boleh dikatan sebagai pokok yang subuh dengan tumbuhan&lt;br /&gt;Daun-daun yang terdapat di pokok itu adalah setiap individu di muka bumi ini&lt;br /&gt;Setiap kali sehelai daun itu gugur, ibaratnya sama dengan dunia kehilangan satu tenaga manusia&lt;br /&gt;Daun-daun itu akan terus gugur hinggakan ia tidak mempunyai penghasilan pertumbuhan&lt;br /&gt;Apabila itu terjadi,lenyap segala tenaga manusia di muka bumi ini&lt;br /&gt;Ini menandakan akhirnya kandung hayat yang diberikan kepada muka bumi ini&lt;br /&gt;Soalannya bilakah daun yang ibaratkan kita itu akan gugur?&lt;br /&gt;Adakah kita sudah bersiap sedia untuk perkara ini?&lt;br /&gt;Masa kita di dunia fana ini terlalu singkat sama dengan putaran masa yang telah dijangkakan semakin pendek&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-2624298102806442656?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-1371795985375460064</id><published>2010-03-13T10:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T11:14:30.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March Babies!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Don't you guys think i'm so reasonable?See i'm typing the second post to repay back the absence of post for nearly 3 weeks.I realised that this year i begun to know more March Babies.So i want to take this opportunity to wish people.Firstly lets begin with Dhaniah.Happy Birthday Dhaniah!!!!!!!!!Her birthday is today,13th march:)Then to my old shared friendship with the one i'm alyways crapping with, IS!Happy Birthday IS!!!!!!Her birthday is on 5th March and sorry no presents yet.I'm euphoric over the fact that I have maintained well my friendship with IS!The only primary school friend that i'm close with!We watch each other growing up and i hope our friendship will alwyas be maintained!I love this girl!We are always in a jocular mood!Next on list is Maisarah whose birthday fell on 10th March.Happy Birthday Maisarah!Malu sae!Knowing Mai for two years is a new experience.She is funny in her own ways and the first person that i know who is seriously shy.(other than Xin Hui)When i looked back at the journey i went through in Damai couldn't believe it that how this Maisarah used to be classmates with me for Malay but we have never acknowledged each other's presence.Now we will share jokes and stories.The following day which was on 11th March is Raihanah.I had never knew Raihanah existed in Damai until the first day of sec 3 life.Had heard of her but never seen her.Pretty amazing huh?Yes i will have to admit that i am oblivious to my surrounding.Happy Birthday Raihanah!Raihanah is a very nice girl and helpful friend:)What really made me cherished all these people are my friendship list increased because of them.And of course ade lebih ramai kawan melayu compared to lower sec.When i was typing all this it comes into my mind that maybe i should also write a short dedication to my bestie!U know what SLUT no matter how much i mentioned in this post that i love all these people and cherished their friendships with me but the love that i have for you is way above them!I don't just love you but adore you.I don't care if other people don't sms me and call me but when you don't do that i notice.I will ask why didnt she sms me or call me.What must she be doing that keep her so busy.Is she watching the bollywood movie on Vasantham?So you see i find it gratifying when you sms or call me.It's like a routine for me already.You are part of my life and me being a BITCH will never let you get out from my life.I love you slut more than any of my friends!If you guys are wondering who this slut is try working out for an answer.That SLUT should know who i'm referring to.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div 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Babies!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-27193442334006049</id><published>2010-03-13T10:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T10:45:55.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Zoom on Hong Kong</title><content type='html'>Holla folks!It's been ages since the last time i updated my blog.It seems dead to me so i have to revive it back!I have not been updating obviously to the full two weeks crammed with common tests.I did ok only for common tests will have to work harder for mathematics!Pls Nisha takkan nak jadi typical malay yang haprak dalam mathematics kan?I have to show that I can do it!(Semangat tahi-tahi ayam je...)But seriously i know i can do it if i put in 101% of efforts!I just sent second sis to Airport.She's going Hong Kong!I'm so happy for her!This is her first time taking plane and i can bet u when she's in the plane she will be looking at her whole surroundings with big amazed eyes!Yesterday she asked lotz of questions!I was tired so i get easily irritated when someone asked me questions.But i guess that shows her excitement and it's so palpable!She asked me pertinent questions like what is she supposed to bring and do i think what she's bringing are sufficient.I think she has forgotten the fact that i myself has not taken the plane before.I just pray that her plane lands safely and she will come back to Singapore safely as well as bringing lots of beautiful memories!Before she checked in we went to have our breakfast.During our journey to airport i was so sleepy because i was not able to catch sufficient sleep.Only two hours babe how do you expect my eyes not to be so tired looking?Anyway we ate at Kopitiam.The toasted bread sucks and i was pissed of because Ya Kun Kaya Toast was just in front of us but dad insisted on going to Kopitiam!Arrrgggh!So annoying and he was all tempramental and was snapping at sis and I.One thing people should learn about first sis and I that we are the LAST peron on EARTH(see that i'm stressing on my point and enunciating my words) you want to irritate us on early morning.Because we are the people who gets very irritated on early morning and i'm not boisterous at all in the morning.I prefer to keep quiet and warmed up my engine to get ready for that day's race.Which is why i hate to talk to people early morning especially those who are the verbose type.God spare me from them!So i chagrined when we couldn't go to Ya Kun or Coffee Bean as sis planned to.Those who don't know me well might think that i'm the surly kind but know i'm actually friendly if you give me the time to warm up.But i can't be the one who will just smile at you even though i don't know you.That is so Seri!Very friendly and boisterous at all times!While i choose when to be one.No wonder seri's friend don't like me because she thinks i'm fierce and maybe i seemed to be morose.Am I?I will miss second sis!I will be sleeping alone today....Gonna miss you sis!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-27193442334006049?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/27193442334006049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=27193442334006049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/27193442334006049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Happy Friendship Day to all my beloved friends!!!On Friday school celebrated CNY and V day.After assembly headed to classroom and was pleasantly surprised by the cute letter and sweets under the desk given by Geraldine.Thank u Geraldine love u loads!!!!Then i was shocked when Seri gave me a packet of chocolate which is sinfully good and she gave me a letter with my face painted on it.I still feel stinky and guilty for not giving her anything special.I'm sorry babe!But i serioulsy love and cherish you and promise to give you a love letter!Rest of the weekends did nothing just slacking around.Oh before i forget I wanna thank all my friends for making a signifanct meaning in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Seri: Thank you so much for filling my life with laughter.You make me realise that going to school is fun because of you!&lt;br /&gt;Raihanah: Rena is fun to joke with and especially when she will listen to all my crappy jokes in C.geog!Thank you Rena!&lt;br /&gt;Is: This girl here never failed to make me laugh during english lessons!I think english lessons are so much fun because yo do understand how i am feeling and how much we will laugh together!Love you long time friend!&lt;br /&gt;Maisarah: Mai is so cute especially when she have a time lapse!Mai always humour us with her sleeping patterns!Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine: Ever since i know this girl in sec 1 didn't expect her to be sooo funny!I just love her coz whenever seri,me and her get together we will always crack joke that sure bring tears to my eyes!Love you Ger!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Valerie: Hehe this crazy girl but with a lot of love for animals!I think no one love animals as much as you do especially when you love all kind of animals.That's what make you unique!&lt;br /&gt;RuAi: To my darling, we may not be in the same class but we do sure maintain well our friendship and i always hope it will be this way.You are special to me since you are the first friend i made in Damai!&lt;br /&gt;Xin Hui: Hahaha i love this cute girl!I'm lucky that i managed to escape from her grip if not everyday i have to remind her that i ironed my uniforms!&lt;br /&gt;Xue Yi: The only person that when i say goodbye is done in a special way!The girl who was in my primary school but never once talked to her but who could imagine when we were in secondary school we have chemistry!&lt;br /&gt;So yeah there you go my long dedications to my special friends!!!!!Happy 20th Birthday to RIA!!!!!!!!!!I love you Ria and will always be my no 1 station to tune in.I'm upset that i cannot go to Ria's birthday bash....Haiz what to do a lot of sacrifices need to be done this year.On 1st march there will be new changes in Ria.Omg i think i will grimace if KC will no longer do MJ12.I hope he will still host MJ12!Nevermind just wait for the new changes and hopes for the best!Whatever is it i love all the DJS!Gotta go peeps i can feel my amath books are glaring at me and that is a portentous sign of approaching disaster.&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/S2xdQyAQPAI/AAAAAAAAALE/FRZY0x6lxpk/s72-c/high+heels+1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-1306536183331786570</id><published>2010-02-06T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T01:34:32.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>Yo peeps!It's firday night cum Saturday morning.I'm slacking just listening to mj12 and blogging.Can't be bothered to do any revision.Hehe.Own loss own answer like they say.I watched suria elektra just now!The show was blasting with so much energy and I could feel the adrenaline rush when Taufik appeared on stage!!!He was looking so dashing and omg so many years have passed but he still maintained that superstar quality he still has.I just love him!So today let out your feelings people!Let's gain some knowledge about love and let yourself drown in the vast ocean of love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/S2xU0noR9SI/AAAAAAAAAKE/1mOz_nzMTHI/s1600-h/first+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/S2xU0noR9SI/AAAAAAAAAKE/1mOz_nzMTHI/s320/first+love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434812113297208610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t have to be your first love, but I do want to be your last “ I think this is one of the most sweetest thing you can tell the special one in your life.First love will always be special as it teaches you the meaning of love but i regard last love as something which ends the relationship and built another one which is marriage.A whole new revolution will take place in your life but the sweetness of love will still be the same:)&lt;br /&gt;PS: Didicazli is co-hosting with KC in mj12 today.The way he read the stories are interesting i would say because it makes you feel that you are listening to some romantic stories instead of horror ones.But i will say a good try!So from here we can conclude that it's not easy huh being KC.He's one of a kind and the best!&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-1306536183331786570?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/1306536183331786570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=1306536183331786570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-3300125240401421616</id><published>2010-01-30T11:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:53:47.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is a sick feeling to be sick</title><content type='html'>Hey people wow it's nearly been 3 weeks since the last time i updated my blog.Sec 4 life is so busy and sucky!!!Just imagine it's just the beginning and i'm feeling so exhausted!Anyway my class has a flu bug disease which unfortunately i'm one of the victims.On Thursday, i came to school with my head throbbing.After SS test i decided that i need to go home.I was feeling so weak that i'm ready to faint anytime.I think anyone looking at me should know that i'm seriously sick.My eyes were sunken and usually i'm the one who is always laughing,I rather shut up.So if Seri and I the pair who are always boisterous,just for that day we were not.Once i reached home i went to the doctor.My temperature was 39.9 degree celsius.It was a torturous process for me.My fever refused to subside until today morning.Just imagine for two days i'm down with fever and I lied down on my bed for these two days.I did nothing as i cannot even look at words or watch the television as my head will spin realy badly.Due to my sickness i even had to forego listening to KC!Omg i have to wait for another week before i can start listening to Ria.I'm worried for Amath and Emath.I missed these 2 lessons.How unlucky am i?Please i don't want to be sick again.Because seriously it is a sick feeling to be sick.&lt;br /&gt;MFDj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-3300125240401421616?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/3300125240401421616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-5132196525993052954</id><published>2010-01-04T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T17:20:53.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of school in 2010</title><content type='html'>So 2009 passed quickly and there u are 2010.And today was first day of school.I was dreading to go to school not only because of waking up early again but it's the pressure that is coming in.When you are in sec 2 and 3, u feel the excitement of going to school but when you are in sec 4???No way man!I think everyday we are constantly reminded that we are taking o level.Sometimes i just feel like telling the teachers including my sis and mom to stop haranguing me about o levels and the importance of education!!!!!It's irritating when you know that these people are right and you have to stop living in denial!It's like you are living in fantasy then suddenly these rudely nagging voices sneaked in to obliterate your fantasism.I plan to do a timetable so that i can divide my time equally for each subject.Let's see whether we will be able to adhere to our planned schedule rite seri?I have not drawn my timetable so seri you take the lead.I have to change my rather lackadaisical attitude towards studies.I must say YOU CAN DO IT nisha!But i'm very disturbed by the fact that I'm not allowed to listen to KC aka klub kelakar seram/Mj12 except for fridays!!!!I can't live without my radio!!!!!This is so mean!!!!But i shall look at the positive side that i'm sacrificing now so that in the future you guys will listen to me on radio!Insyaallah.Amin!(Cey nisha step alim kape....Alim to the max tak la tapi tak rabaknye havoc ah.hehehe!i'm starting to talk crap due to fact that i have no entertainment for myself so i have to entertain myself)&lt;br /&gt;MFDJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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2010'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-8333819778284924710</id><published>2009-12-25T12:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T13:07:09.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday afternoon</title><content type='html'>Hey people in the house!Today is 25th December so it's Christmas.I'm sure most Singaporeans are having their public holidays.But i don't feel the happiness prior to this festive occasion because i'm constantly reminded of school as the date gets nearer to January.Rite now i'm just slacking around while waiting for dad and brother in law to come back from Friday prayers then we will be making our way to Sembawang.Feels like we are going to the other end of Singapore to be a part of cuz's memorable day which is her solemnization.Hope everything goes well for her.I running out of words to say.So Ciaozzzz!&lt;br /&gt;MFDj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-8333819778284924710?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/8333819778284924710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=8333819778284924710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/8333819778284924710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/8333819778284924710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2009/12/friday-afternoon.html' title='Friday afternoon'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-2076080887409099388</id><published>2009-12-18T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T01:34:50.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 movies in 2 days</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!As the title says, i watched 3 movies in two days.There's nothing wow about it coz i watched it online not at the cinema.Yeah i can hear the excitement died.So i had the cutie giggling time watching Alvin and the Chipmunks.Then i had the fantasy feeling to experience watching Twillight and New Moon.Ok so finally i watched Twillight and New moon because sis forced me so.She always managed to make me watch the movies that i don't want to watch.Due to sis i had to deviate my plan of just reading books instead i had to watch movies in between the time.Busy schedule huh.People are busy clearing up hw but i'm busy going gaga over my books.Here's a short review of twillight and new moon.First thing i have to admit i was very determined to prove that twillight is not my cup of tea.Well somehow i proved it coz i wasn't gaga over the movie like sis who kept squealing.(she didn't really squeal but it's obvious she's crazy over Edward and vampires.I feared that she will turn out to be one soon)Now who's the younger one but who's acting matured?Well first impression of Edward aka Robert Pattison is he look like a white sheet almost similar to a corpse.Yup i can hear u saying precisely because he's a vampire.But the more i looked at him i can't help the attraction he had in himself.I was pulled towards the attraction and ok i admit he's handsome!But i didn't go gaga or melt over him!Not the same feeling i have as for the Harrigan, Coulter, Malory, Anderson etc.I was piqued by the fact that Vampires are so high-tech that they use handphones!Wow so illogical.Ok i'm spoiling the fun here.But it's still funny but i think even the dead want to be part of the trend.It's funny isn't it here i am dredging about twillight while everyone is rite now i guess talking about the third movie.I just started to warm up the engine while everyone is already test driving preparing for the race.That makes me unique coz i dun follow the trend!It's up to me to follow the trend when it has died down rite!New moon is good but annoying due to the last part which they created the suspense.Now that i have started to watch Twillight series might as well follow it till it ends.So i'm definitely waiting for Eclipse.Seri,I and Sis are the followers of Vampires.While seri's sisters are the supporters of Werewolfs.Should get started creating name for ourselves.This sounds absurd to me but i'm sure sis will be more than delighted to think of a name for each one of us!&lt;br /&gt;MFDj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-2076080887409099388?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/2076080887409099388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=2076080887409099388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/2076080887409099388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/2076080887409099388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2009/12/3-movies-in-2-days.html' title='3 movies in 2 days'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-5504426631228029991</id><published>2009-12-12T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T02:27:41.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2 update for 10/12/09</title><content type='html'>After parting ways with Seri Anba etc, i went to meet with Fatin at Bugis mrt station.We went to Coffee Bean and i add up my calories by drinking The Ultimate large cup.We chatted a lot about drama etc.We were late in meeting the others Drama peeps.When we arrived, Aliah told us left only one ticket between Fatin and I.So one of us had to backout.I was like wtf.It's absurd because both of us took our consent forms.Finally problem solved as Ms Sahira bought another ticket.I think there was miscounting but hey very human err.So no hard feelings.I loved Beauty and the Beast play!It was full of colours and the feeling of joyness was palpable!I just love how they followed the fairytale story but make it unique with a touch of its own.I love how the play was conducted with a little bit of singlish.The jokes were hilarious especially when they made fun of our Former Miss Sinagpore Universe limited vocabulary by mentioning her ever popular word Boomz!Overall it was worth my time and it ignited back my passion for Drama!Ended the day with dad sending Fatin back home and we headed to my uncle's house before we went to supper.So i have been acting like a pig for this past few days.I need to jog!Hasta Lavista!&lt;br /&gt;MFDj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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10/12/09'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-1838248327623903611</id><published>2009-12-12T02:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T02:33:45.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romantic Novels</title><content type='html'>In the previous post, I mentioned about reading Catherine Anderson's book.OMG I'm melting each time reading her books!!!It's soo romanctic but at the same time i love how much family values and imporatnce of friendship in relationships are instilled in her books.This time I read about the Harrigans and how much i love the Harrigans!The way Catherine Anderson's described how loving and warmth their family is makes me want to be a part of it!I just wonder how loving they are that they make it seems as if in laws are not so scary at all.Unlike in asia i think it is always potrayed how scary your inlaws can be.If every in laws can be as loving and warmth like what is described in Catherine Anderson's book, i think there will not be a need for movies such as monster in law.The love shown in her books are something which i think every girl yearns for or atleast i do!So that's what i have to say about the book.I just love Harrigans and Coulter!Two families full of hotties!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-1838248327623903611?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/1838248327623903611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=1838248327623903611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/1838248327623903611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/1838248327623903611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2009/12/romantic-novels.html' title='Romantic Novels'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-1146239535248561697</id><published>2009-12-12T01:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T02:32:15.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day out with Seri</title><content type='html'>Hey people!Currently listening to mj12 with Filet-o-fish and coke on my table.Really like a pig huh?In the afternoon went to JB with family and it was fun!On 10/12/09 went out with Seri Anba etc.Somebody was so confident in asking me to meet her at 10.15 am at Eunos mrt station but i waited for that dear babe nearly close to one hour!I was lucky that i brought my Catherine Anderson's book as well.Well what can i say about the book it's just.....(I will describe the whole thing in another post)Afterwards Seri and I met anba at Bugis station and went to ILLuma to watch art exhibition.We had great fun window shopping!I didn't know Anba go crazy over shoes!The excitement starts when we were late for Seri's prize presentation which was at City Square Mall.At Bugis mrt station we ran for the train and Seri tried to dash into the mrt.At the same time the mrt doors were moving towards each other as it wanted to close.Our poor Seri got stucked between the doors for few seconds b4 Anba being the hero pulled her out.I just stood there like a statue because i was too shocked to react accordingly.When we were at Dhoby Ghaut mrt station we had to run again for the train and when we reached Farrer Park station we were running all the way for the exit.We were crossing the road towards City Square Mall then suddenly i heard soemone called "Miss!Miss!"Both anba and I looked at each other then we turned back and saw one chinese woman was holding to Seri's hat which flew off when she was running.I was like lol!Like seriously it was my first time experience chasing for the train.I wouldn't have mind if i was asked to run and there will be a hot guy chasing after me!!!I will be like come and catch me baby!If u managed to catch me i'm not going to get razz about it as long as u have muscular arms for u to captive me in ur arms....Wow soo romantic nisha!Cut it out Nisha there's no Harrigan or Coulter in Singapore.Anyway Seri won Bronze for her painting.Proud of u girlfriend!Seri and I went to eat at the Banquet and shared Mango Snow Ice.Thumbs up for the dessert!Will continue part two later.&lt;br /&gt;MFDj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-1146239535248561697?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/1146239535248561697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=1146239535248561697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/1146239535248561697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/1146239535248561697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-out-with-seri.html' title='A day out with Seri'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-5372125677263582094</id><published>2009-12-04T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T01:30:42.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's near to Jan</title><content type='html'>Yup people it's soon will be January.Do i feel even panic?I dunno.I guess even i feel a slight of panic, i think i will just try to quell that feeling.This is what i'm good at really.Avoid facing the problem and end up regretting my actions.I know something has to be done to prepare myself for the academic war but i just can't move my ass though i tried to knock some senses into my head.How do u expect me to be happy looking at all the numbers,chemical reactions,formulas and historical facts?In my opinion all these are mundane things which did not intrigue my interest.But the pressure is irritating me as all the comparison has started.I despise the fact that i'm always compared to someone who is better than me obviously.Should i adhere to my own stubborness of avoiding problems rather than facing it?It actually give me a pleasant feeling though it's a short-lived one.Anyway to make me feel less like a pig, i did my english assignment.I chose an article about Singapore's government trying to reduce 16 per cent of carbon emission.It made me realise that human activities have decimated the beauty of nature.Examples are the melting of snow caps.It will be unlikely now that we can admire these snow caps anymore as they are melting rapidly.I do sound like a core geography student huh?But seriously when u witness all these climatic changes,it will make u realise that all these changes can be considered as a harbinger of doom and destruction or in simple words end of the world.I just pray that it will wait longer as i yearn to be an adult who have a great career and of course to really enjoy the gift of womanhood is to marry.Of course i do want to get married and have a family of my own.Influenced by all the romantic love stories i read!&lt;br /&gt;MFDj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-5372125677263582094?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/5372125677263582094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=5372125677263582094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/5372125677263582094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/5372125677263582094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-near-to-jan.html' title='It&apos;s near to Jan'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-5195313806078738746</id><published>2009-11-29T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:44:09.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do November have to bid farewell?</title><content type='html'>I'm hating the fact that December is waiting for it's turn to say hello to us.How i wish November will stay a while longer with us or for eternity.Well like they say a man didn't always get his druthers right?I love this saying!Recently i watched Dil Bole Hadippa as sis bought the vcd and both of us are going fever with it!I love all the masti,hungama in the movie and its bhangra beats!!!What do i have to say about Rani Mukherjee?She's sooooo georgeous and sexy!I love her!And Shahid Kapoor is dangerously dashing and sexy!I can just melt looking at him....Ooooooolala!Two days ago was Hari Raya Haji so me,sis and cousin was dancing to one of the dil bole hadippa songs.We had great fun!I have not done my Humans and Science hw!It seriously annoys me that i have to finish up all these stupid hw!Moreover we have this stupid eng assignment which we are assigned to create an english blog.Like "wow!how interseting!"Anyway eve of hari raya haji i met Azlin Ali as she wanted to pass my tickets for the cruise i won!She came all the way to my house just to pass it to me. I really appreciate her efforts!Thanks kak Lin!She's really a nice person:)Well that's all i have now.&lt;br /&gt;MFDj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-5195313806078738746?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/5195313806078738746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=5195313806078738746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/5195313806078738746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/5195313806078738746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-do-november-have-to-bid-farewell.html' title='Why do November have to bid farewell?'/><author><name>Nisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18446147163762690502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-3121402854562865682</id><published>2009-11-20T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:34:17.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15th November 2009@Fort Canning Gallery</title><content type='html'>15th November 2009, a day to remember all my life.My beloved sis finally ties the knot.The preparations started with 2 days before her wedding,henna night was held in our house.In the night when we were going to sleep,me being a teary person shed some tears.Sis also shed some tears.Recalling this incident can make me go teary again.5 in the morning on 15th Nov 09 all of us woke up and prepared for the wedding.By 8 we left home for Fort Canning, Gallery.Sis is the most beautiful bride i ever seen.Shee look so georgeous and i know that her husband is very lucky to get her.About 10 plus the solemnization proceeded and no matter how much i tried to hold back my tears,i still shed few drop of tears.Consider those who turned up lucky that they didnt get drown if i had cry a river.The decorations were breath-taking!I felt really proud to say that this is my sis's wedding!The memories of her wedding will always be pictured in my mind.It will be a fond memory.Night came along and we had dinner.Sis delivered a beautiful speech and i'm so proud of her.I just love her so much and will continue to do so.Thanks to all my friends who came to perticipate in sis's big day!&lt;br /&gt;PS: Pics are uploaded at Facebook&lt;br /&gt;MFDj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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type='html'>Happy Birthday Seri Hannah!!!!Finally the day you have been waiting for has arrived!The plan was to surprise her and we indeed surprised our birthday girl!I messaged to Seri that i wanted to meet her at her void deck to pass her 'birthday present'.Our birthday girl ran down to meet me.So i purposely talked to her without immediately passing her 'birthday present'.Then that's when Raihanah and Maisarah showed themselves as before this they were hiding.Obviously Seri was caught in surprise!We took pictures together with her birthday cake.Her birthday cake has a blossom figurine one it!We went to Seri's house and continued to take pictures.Afterwards we parted ways.&lt;br /&gt;Message for Birthday Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your this very special day where your mom took a risk with her life just to give birth to another life.Remember on your this special day you should always thank your mom for the sacrifice she made.On your this special day reflect back how much u have changed as an individual and what kind of difference u have made in people's life.But one thing is for sure,you do sure play a part in making a difference in my life babe!Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Zul was the first one to wish seri and the first one to give her birthday present which is a necklace.Something cooking up.....Hehehe:)&lt;br /&gt;MFDj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-3769152492882589238?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/3769152492882589238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=3769152492882589238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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soemthing like heaven or a place which you are so comfortable living in?As for me paradise means home.I always wish to have a luxurious house with complete and awe-strucking furnishing.To make it more classy i will choose contemporary decoration.Of course i love the house i'm living in rite now infact i'm attach to it.Don't even mention of shifting house and leaving this house it will make my tears spilled.But as someone who loves houses that are completley furnished and unique by how beautifully decorated,i wish to live in houses such as the images shown below.When can we make our dream come true to own such houses?The answer lies in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;MFDj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/SvhMAzciigI/AAAAAAAAAJE/AKIja8trcgE/s1600-h/home+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-6206440406663796441</id><published>2009-11-07T01:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T01:04:11.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pic at East Coast Park for Core Geog filedtrip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/SvRWtxsfCMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/mlWsx1N93zM/s1600-h/Pic+at+east+coast+for+geog+fieldtrip"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/SvRWtxsfCMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/mlWsx1N93zM/s320/Pic+at+east+coast+for+geog+fieldtrip" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401037197558089922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-6206440406663796441?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jN3bIh6LC78/SvRWtxsfCMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/mlWsx1N93zM/s72-c/Pic+at+east+coast+for+geog+fieldtrip' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1262157351026628628.post-4960578630124542641</id><published>2009-11-07T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:53:02.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments spent during Extended Programme</title><content type='html'>Today is the last day of school and of course it's a relief for all of us as we will not need to come to school anymore!Today we did nothing much except having English,E Math and Core Geog lessons.E Math we did properties of circle which is a bore and tiring topic for me.But i must stop myself from hating any subjects from now on as according to Mrs Loke each homework she gave us treat it as a hobby.How interesting!Yesterday, Core Geog students went to East Coast Park for geog fieldtrip.We had to observe the shape of the waves and look at the breakwater etc.When we came back to school,i think some of the Malay students felt nervous as we had Malay Drama Performance afterwards!The whole sec 3 malay students were divided into their groups and everyone had to perform.My class was under the care of our instructor Farah.She's very nice and it was a pleasant experience to work with her.Back to the performance,Seri's group performed first.It was an awesome performance by all of them!I just love their drama which had a comedy element!Hafiz didn't expect him to act exactly like Mat Rep and he was good!Seri acted as Hafiz's mother and it was funny as well as cute to see her nagging at Hafiz!Good Job Seri for the acting and your acting was actually natural like what i expected from you personally when you nag at your children!Azmi's group also did a good job in their acting.My group was the 2nd last group to perform.Everyone gave their best shot and i would like to thank all my group mates for the efforts put in!All of you cooperated and it was really easy to work with you guys!&lt;br /&gt;MFDj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1262157351026628628-4960578630124542641?l=missfunkydj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missfunkydj.blogspot.com/feeds/4960578630124542641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1262157351026628628&amp;postID=4960578630124542641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1262157351026628628/posts/default/4960578630124542641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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