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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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Tuesday, December 27, 2005

-The Big Wedding-

Saturday

Went to the wedding place at Sembawang (Canberra Road) ard 12 noon coz I got to help wif da preparations. Then ard 2pm, we head to the female side at Ang Mo Kio coz the solemnisation ceremony is held there. Took around 2 hours to end the ceremony. Head bak to Sembawang and had a good laugh wif my couzins. I love gatherings, coz I got to see em again and we surely joke all nite. I was reluctant when my parents wanted to go home coz our conversation table was getting hot. Too bad I miss it all. Btw, its mah cousins (abg sedara) wedding

Sunday

Arrive at Sembawang again ard 11am. Today is the big event. Currently, the groom is from Lagau. Some bike group. Lagau itself got ard 20 members. They even invite other bike gang like Kerabat and etc...They were making alot of noises wif their bike engine when the groom are ready to be excort to the female side. All curious eyes were looking at our wedding. It was so grand. Lagau was the one to escort the groom cars to the female side. The atmosphere was noisy and polluted wif fumes emitting from exhaust pipe. I tink there are more than 50 motorbikes. It was blardy grand and I cant describe the feeling.

So ppl, if you are living in Sembawang and all the way to Amk, you might be able to speculate this escort thingy. If only there's a video cam to tell it all. There's more to what happen but I tink I might juz ran out of space...

Oh yah...I want the pics of the wedding. Every snapshot, I want it all.


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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