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** P R O F I L E **
Muhammad Ridzman Bin Abdul Ghani
He is currently studying at Nanyang Polytechnic, specialize in IT Service Management and will be graduating real soon.
He had just step down from a wonderful club, which is known throughout the institute as SIT Club, that shaped him into a understanding character who learned many essential knowledge.
He who loves chocolates especially those categorize under white or dark.
Ben & Jerry is always in his mind and Fossil Fuel is currently his favourite because it is the best ice cream of both world due to its dinosaurs bits inside, marvellous chocolate taste, smooth and rich texture.
He has a special someone whom he will never trade for anything in this world, not even for chocolates or ice cream.
** E N T R I E S **
Friday, November 19, 2004
-Pain In Da Arse-
Good Mornin' y'all. Later at 12 noon, mah best fwen cum neighbour will be comin' to mah crib to use da comp (his comp under maintenance). At 1pm, mah sec skool mate will be comin' & I'll be raya-ing wif em.
Having a small bro is a pain in da ass. They are like a leech.....only much bigger, sticking on ya & suck every pine of blood, draining every drop from ya body makin' ya lifeless. I'd prefer havin' a lil sis, at most they are obedient. Lil Siz are cuter & when treat em da correct way from young, they wont be so rebellious. I dont mind mah lil siz being rebellious but never cross da line. As fer mah bro, he's a rude idotic peepx I've ever met. He acts big but when land in trouble, he'll hide in one corner. I noe halawah have given mah advice (thank you very much awah, I'd really appreciate it ALOT) but bcoz of mah bro, there's always sibling war. Y'all will say, "U as the bro, should admit defeat, juz give way to ur small bro."
The problem is if I did juz dat, he'll climb over mah head & in addition, jump on it. He expect we elders to listen to him, but when we ask him to listen, he turn a deaf ear. Aniwae, da bottomline is I WANNA LIL SIZ NOT A LIL BRO
Jotting Down Thoughts @
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** M I S C E L L A N E O U S **
Hard to Say
The Used
The singer finished singing and she's walking out
The singer sheds a tear, her fear of falling out
And it's hard to say how I feel today
For years gone by and I cried
It's hard to say that I was wrong
It's hard to say I miss you
Since you've been gone, it's not the same
My worries weigh the world, how I used to be
And everything, I'm cold, seems a plague in me
And it's hard to say how I feel today
For years gone by and I cried
It's hard to say that I was wrong
It's hard to say I miss you
Since you've been gone, it's not the same
It's hard to say I held my tongue
It's hard to say if only
Since you've been gone, it's not the same
Worse than the fear it's the lie you told a thousand times before
Worse than a fear it's the knife
But it's hard to say how I feel today
For years gone by and I cried
It's hard to say that I was wrong
It's hard to say I miss you
Since you've been gone, it's not the same
It's hard to say I held my tongue
It's hard to say if only
Since you've been gone, I'm not the same
It's hard to say (God, it's hard to say)
Since you've been gone,
I'm not the same