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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, February 23, 2006
-Maths = Suicide-
So many things happen to me this few days. Okie...firstly, Im so tensed up from those late nite coffee to boost my low energy to cover my understanding on Maths. Maths is the number one reason that drives student to their own grave...am I right on dat??
Hopefully lady luck is beside me for my first paper 2moro *cross finger*...wat subject...u should noe...the one and only dreaded subject which I detest. To tink again, without some knowledge of maths, this world will not be spinning. Everything which initially have meanings will be meaningless. Thanks to maths for driving humans to pump their brain cells and crack every logic that is applicable to our everyday life.
Desperate times calls for desperate measures and Ive to holla Iffah to teach me Maths. Over at her work place, she only got 2 hours to spare before making orders for those patrons. Well thanks for the first round of White Chocolate Dream and second round of Black Forest for which Im being charged for free. Those coffee only awake my sleepy senses but never help me to understand more. So have to kol Azimah fer help. Only then we both can understand how to solve the damn complex equation. Its like the blind leading the blind.
Rite now, the caffeine is taking over me. Urgh!!! the taste of those earlier coffee can still be tasted. Need to brush em off with Colgate...haha.
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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