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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 **
Thursday, January 19, 2006
-Open House Eve-
Didn't attend the first few lesson coz I was damn tired. Reached skool ard 12 noon. Then afta dat, went for S.I.T open house briefing. Before the meeting could start, the MIT EXCOs have to be excuse for Specialisation Course Talk. By 6.30pm, everything was done and we have lots of things to settle before 2moro.
I went bak to Yishun to get the photos printed for Azimah. Then my dearest sweet pie *hehe* wants me to fetch her at Raffles Mrt. Instead, I ask her to come to Yio Chu Kang and wait for me. Aniwae, I was the one who kol her and decide to fetch her...so dont get the wrong misconception. Ask her to accompany me to Yishun and get those photos printed, the photos are needed urgently for 2moro Open House. Then went to have dinner. Afta everything was done, I sent her home by Taxi...
Its ironic coz Im damn tired but I cant sleep. My usage of English is getting worse. Ookey...shall not dulged more.
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