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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 **
Monday, January 24, 2005
-Im Not Okey-
I was damn late for french klas, by the time I reach there, everyone have left the classroom. I explained to the lecturer that Im sick, damn sick, I was too tired to drag my leg to the fifth floor. My voice totally change. I was coughing, spitting phlegm in the toilet sink and suffering from asthmatic. *Cough* *Cough* *Petuueee* *Whizz* *Whizz*. Well dat is what happen to me in skool. Coughing and panting for air. Tight chest and difficulty in breathing. Hate it when this happen, money will go to the doctors. A single consultation can cost me ard $50.
Eventhough Im sick, I still play soccer BUT i didnt run. Juz pass the ball ard. Because of my inconsideration towards my health, my condition worsen. Feel like fainting.
Had a nice chat wif Liza today, my sec skool mate. So kind of her to ask abt my health. Well she is kind. To state the fact, I rarely tok to her in sec skool until I promoted to Sec 5. Its a long story which can be summarised but Im juz plain lazy.
Assignment, more asiignment. When will all this, "lead to stress", work end. Still got 3 more to go which muz be hand up/present by Friday. Waaaaa. I need a break, maybe a paradise to destress...hell no, paradise are boring place. There's no one ard & u can only swim,hunt & explore which very soon I gonna get bored.
stress or bored = not fun at all.
Aniwae, 2moro I gonna play soccer & swim at skool. Well sports makes us healthy. Is it true that swimming can cause asthmatic...hmm lets see 2moro.
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