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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, January 28, 2005
-IT1817-
Having a lab practice rite now, but it seems that no one cares to listening to what she had to say. I kind of pity her. Yst her lecture was a disaster, the room was like a wet market. I was so annoyed by the level of noise created in the room. She was like toking to the walls...lifeless object. I tried very hard to listen and absorb her teaching. I wonder how she can actually tolerate such behavior. After all this is what all lecturer will say,
"YOU DONT WANT TO LISTEN, ITS YOUR OWN PROBLEM, COZ THE ONE WHO SUFFER WILL BE YOU"
Haiz still feeling sick, sickness really restricted me from doin lotsa stuff. I cant soccer and can only watch my fren playing and it really tempting. No floorballing, wat the heck. Lastly I cant go Hip Hop La Rasta which I really want to go badly. Aniwae, Azimah kind of disagree me to go and partying the night away for my own health. I kinda agree with her. I got asthma now and entering a room that makes ur head turn can be suffocating. The bottomline is I STILL WANNA GO FOR HIP HOP LA RASTA. Still thinking whether I should follow my instinct. The reason I wanna go for that event is because there is a breakdance competiton(street style) & we the audience are the judges. It's like NYP version of YOU GOT SERVED.
Now tell me, which of the following will u choose-
1)Health over Event
2)Event over Health
(Basically choice 1 stress on health while choice 2 stress on the other hand)
Vote on my tagboard.
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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