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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

-T-Shirt Limited-

B4 i punch in fer werk, I went shopping at Far East Plaza for T-Shirt. The first shop I entered was okey, pricing was reasonable but I sensed that its not worth my money. The Limited Edition T-Shirt cost me abt $19. Then I hunt for the exact shop where the EXCO's bought the T-Shirt for my bday. Revoltage...that was the shop name and my T-shirt cost $33. I was very greatful upon that present. Now I decided to UP my taste and go for expensive T-Shirt. At last I bought a super plain White Limited Edition T-Shirt from Radioactive which were designed and import from FRANCE. The T-Shirt cost me $35 and I bought it w/o hesistation bcoz
1)Bonjour...je suis Singaporean
2)Limited Edition
3)Plain Design
4)White

This time round, it wasn't the design that influence me but the value and story behind it which is LIMITED EDITION and IMPORTED FROM FRANCE...and there's only abt 70 pieces sold in Singapore. Consider me one of the lucky 70 buyer. Then the "plastic bag" was super nice...white wif pink inprint. It doesn't give an impression of plastic bag. I'll bet gerls will bring that bag to skool.

Today I knock off from werk ard 1.30am. I was damn tired that I slept in the bus during my trip bak. When I woke up, the bas was oredi at Yishun Interchange...darn...so I've to take Taxi home and waste $4.20.


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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