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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, November 28, 2005
-Nite Experience-
I never knew dat nite klas would be fun. The nite klass lecturer, Claudia Low, was a fun person. She did well in terms of adapting to our standard of communication. The class treat her like a mother. She nag at us in a good way...I wonder how she can tolerate wif the noise level in the lab.
Afta da klas, Brett did something farnie. The new lift at SDN block was spacious and as usual there's a teevee outside recording wats happening inside the lift. So he enter and face the corner of the lift. All of us laugh and he said our laughter can be heard from the 3rd storey. Then at Block L, there is a unlock locker...we ask Jon to try and fit his whole body inside. He almost fit inside except fer his head. Next week, after he done some stretching, we are going to record him in attempt to fit his whole body inside the locker. Another huge laughter burst out.
Somehow, the nite called out fer some ghost storey. I told em abt the rumours dat Block L Level 6 is haunted. When we passed by FJ, Chee Ming told us the reason why we cant take picture inside...dat explain the sign "No Photos are Allowed". Suddenly, every was quiet. We tot we saw a ghost head floating at the 3rd storey. Our eyes almost fooled us. It was a fun nite and we really feel so bonded.
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