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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.
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Wednesday, August 10, 2005

-40th Singapore-

Wasnt in Singapore for 5 days.

6 August
Had 3 burgers for breakfast at Burger King. Then had a double cheeseburger for dinner. At 11pm the van arrive and we were set for KL. My uncle and his family came along.

7 August
Booked a room at Palace Hotel at 5am. The hotel was comfortable. Check in is only at 11am. For 6 hrs, we have to sleep in the van, so hot and uncomfortable as 13 peeps squeeze in. After checking in, we decided to explore KL. Halfway thro, we got involve in a road rage. My uncle, his son, his son in law (to be), my sis bf and me got down the van and confront the man. The strange thing is dat, while we were raising voices, many malaysian cars stopped by and look at us. That was the fuck up day ever. The traffic jam drives us nuts and we went bak to the hotel.

8 August
Went to KLCC to see the twin tower and had lunch there. At nite, we went to Petaling Street and make a huge bargain. The day was better than yst.

9 August
Last day at KL. Miss national day. We went to visit Menara Tower (4th tallest tower in the world). Learn lots of stuff but the view was sucky coz there fog covering the atmosphere. After dat, we went to KLCC again coz we miss Petrosains(Science Centre) yst. The last stop was Times Square, such a huge place and theres a roller coaster inside. I cannot believe it, THERE IS A ROLLER COASTER INSIDE THE MALL. Played all the rides. The excitement level was too much. I was scared coz Im afraid dat I'll got flung off the machine or fall off. Aniwae, the last day was fun. Freaking fun. Now here I am again in Singapore.

There's lots of stuff and places we do amg visit but I cant remember everything.


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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