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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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Saturday, October 29, 2005

-Geylang Part I-

Went to skool for our weekly Saturday activities...RISK. Sooner or later, I'll gonna get bored of RISK. Art brought his fren along. The chicks that the male SIT Club peeps were goin gogo-gaga all over her. Aniwae, her name is Rena and she's from SBM. Trust me ppl when I say that she's not a malay...she is a chinese. SHIOK!!!

Bak to reality, played Risk wif Art, Brian, Kit Fan and Rena. We were bored halfway and decided to head to AMK snookerium b4 Kit Fan start his werk. Then after dat, Brian dissapear in the midst of the arcade machine and the three of us decided to go watch movie at Jubilee. The show time was totally wrong and it really clash wif our mood. So waddaya do when three guys have nothing to do and have never went to geylang for this month...yap precisely, that's is our next location. A good time for me to check out the design at my usual shop...but unfortunately, the design sux. Then we bought food at the bazaar and find a place to sank our teeth into those scrumptious junkies. The day have actually allow me to interact wif that SBM gerl and now were are sort of close...SORT OF.

2moro will be the sequel, Geylang Part II and there will be a major switch in cast except for the main actor which is me. Going there wif my colleagues. That's when I'll decide wat Baju Kurung to buy. Toodles peeps


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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