<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931</id><updated>2011-07-08T21:39:21.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brad's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bradigto Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-8615778679073783562</id><published>2010-05-15T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T00:40:41.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there are too many thing happen to me&lt;br /&gt;indeed, all quite sad to me..&lt;br /&gt;not one but two times,.&lt;br /&gt;felt like being dumped or what,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not hate or dislike it,.&lt;br /&gt;but maybe it's all fate,.&lt;br /&gt;even though i had tried my best to fight for it&lt;br /&gt;in the end, still a let down to me,.&lt;br /&gt;if i had enough courage to face it,&lt;br /&gt;then i wont be like this now..&lt;br /&gt;just because of this, i had made myself really terrible,.&lt;br /&gt;similar feeling with someone stabbing you..&lt;br /&gt;pierce you or even destroy you.&lt;br /&gt;maybe just a bit misunderstanding between us,&lt;br /&gt;now become really awkward,.&lt;br /&gt;dont know what happen in future,.&lt;br /&gt;but i had to overcome with it,.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what, i cant angry nor hate..&lt;br /&gt;i just had to bring my courage to face it,.&lt;br /&gt;because i already fell for you,.&lt;br /&gt;better word to say, i like you,.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-8615778679073783562?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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with me then i will listen to you,.&lt;br /&gt;be happy--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to lonely person-&lt;br /&gt;i hope you can find someone who understand you and your happiness too&lt;br /&gt;although at your surrounding, there is someone who care about you&lt;br /&gt;but you didn't notice it since that person always stand further..&lt;br /&gt;he just concern about you, when he saw you alone,.&lt;br /&gt;when you are sad or cry, he will try to cheer you up,.&lt;br /&gt;so you are kind of affect his mood,.&lt;br /&gt;he wont back down, &lt;br /&gt;and he will continue try to talk to you by chance, although he can't always stay beside you&lt;br /&gt;nor protect you.&lt;br /&gt;but your smile will always give him a bright chance to prove to you&lt;br /&gt;he also want to know how you felt about it&lt;br /&gt;so try to use your feeling and grab it.&lt;br /&gt;he won't run away, since he might know that you need him.&lt;br /&gt;so why not try to feel about it, not by looking..&lt;br 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Tuesday i mean,.&lt;br /&gt;nothing particular, but today quite tiring.&lt;br /&gt;first lesson was EDPR, from 8 to 12 p.m&lt;br /&gt;nothing particular happen, but when i went into the class the teacher announced that i had 3 times consecutive of being late,.&lt;br /&gt;what an honor to say,. haha&lt;br /&gt;today most likely only doing soldering,.&lt;br /&gt;totally suck at practical but overall quite fun also,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i got 3 hours break, as usual went back home first,.&lt;br /&gt;need to bring my shoes bag and laptop,.&lt;br /&gt;well usually for my next lesson was elective, DAVE module,.&lt;br /&gt;and last week our teacher announced that we need to bring laptop cause we have quiz on mel..&lt;br /&gt;so i brought along with my shoes bag.&lt;br /&gt;but damn unlucky, during our elective lesson, teacher told us that the MEL got some problem, no idea what is the problem, but she said we can conduct the quiz,.&lt;br /&gt;so totally crap, like bring laptop for nothing,.&lt;br /&gt;not quite truth since at class, I was doing MOL for my EM3,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for my CCA tchoukball,.&lt;br /&gt;indeed today thank to the rain and made us do PT, physical training.&lt;br /&gt;damn kenny, as our coach,.&lt;br /&gt;he seems like to enjoy torturing us,.&lt;br /&gt;cant help, since it was raining and our usual court was outdoor not indoor,.&lt;br /&gt;indeed quite tiring,.&lt;br /&gt;reach home around 10.30 p.m,.&lt;br /&gt;then watch Korean show,.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-5528942438854209384?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/5528942438854209384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=5528942438854209384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/5528942438854209384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/5528942438854209384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/2010/05/today-115.html' title=''/><author><name>Bradigto Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-6787687175880835948</id><published>2010-04-24T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T09:51:16.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>23 April,.&lt;br /&gt;another new semester had started,.&lt;br /&gt;a bit relieved since my new class had someone i known, either from first or second semester,.&lt;br /&gt;like hell, every Monday really boring to the max,.&lt;br /&gt;since all the day from 8 a.m to 5 p.m lecture-lecture and lecture..&lt;br /&gt;there are some new modules, but hell you, APPG..&lt;br /&gt;at first i really don't know how to do, all my friends could finish their lab 1 without any difficulty, as for me not even understand and how to make it..&lt;br /&gt;really suck at programming,.&lt;br /&gt;what push me, what button me,. I even couldn't create a box out and also a lot of thing, i think really need to practice for this module already,.&lt;br /&gt;since i haven't bought APPG book yet, as out of stock..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason, I'm getting quite screw up,.&lt;br /&gt;as yesterday around our break, went to canteen 2 for my lunch.&lt;br /&gt;at there i help my friend buy and same goes to my friend,.&lt;br /&gt;we went to the stall and order the food&lt;br /&gt;i really freak plus old, both meals cost 5 dollars, but i don't have any change so i just gave them 50 dollars note, but for some reason i forgot to take the changes and walk away,&lt;br /&gt;like went to sit around 5 minutes then I just realize i haven't retrieve any change, so i went to the stall and said i haven't got the changes,.&lt;br /&gt;but they said never receive any 50 dollars notes,. they said i gave them 10 dollars not 50..&lt;br /&gt;can't argue with them since i don't have any proof,.&lt;br /&gt;but i show them my wallet, only have 2 dollar and 50 dollar notes,.&lt;br /&gt;then just where was my 5 dollars note, since they said i pay 10 dollars note for my meals,. they kept saying never receive 50 dollars note,.&lt;br /&gt;pathetic !! freak me !!&lt;br /&gt;why always so careless..   &lt;br /&gt;I'm not acting cool or what,. losing 50 dollars just for 1 ---------, totally upset,.&lt;br /&gt;i thought they would return me the money, but hell no.. they even said not even receive any 50 dollars note , quite pathethic.. hopeless me,. can't even argue and retrieve back,. angry ttm !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-6787687175880835948?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/6787687175880835948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-3975311619530035590</id><published>2010-03-20T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T20:30:20.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;15 march&lt;/b&gt;, when to my friend house, hedy,&lt;br /&gt;he stays at hougang, but i dont know his condo name,. haha&lt;br /&gt;i reach there around 2, then we went to have our lunch at kopitiam, near the hougang mall there.&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to hougang mall first,&lt;br /&gt;he said he wanna went to popular and bought some books.&lt;br /&gt;and also we went to sport shop and bought table tennis balls,&lt;br /&gt;reach his house around 3,&lt;br /&gt;i saw his bro, his bro girlfriend and his sister.&lt;br /&gt;he also same condition as me, only live by ourselves,.&lt;br /&gt;then he took out PS2 and we played winning games, ( soccer ).&lt;br /&gt;we play around 1 hour plus, then prepare to go down and have some real sport.&lt;br /&gt;we play table tennis, as we just bought a new ball,&lt;br /&gt;i really quite enjoy this sport cause i had already played for 2 years plus,.&lt;br /&gt;so a bit skillful,. :)&lt;br /&gt;we play around 1 hour, it was quite fun, i really enjoyed it..&lt;br /&gt;but my hand damn pain, cause swing too much,. :)&lt;br /&gt;there was something quite tiring was going back,&lt;br /&gt;cause from hougang mrt to lakeside mrt, around 1 hour route, really tiring since i just finished my sport,.&lt;br /&gt;but quite fun, and thx to him,. hope we can play again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-7402192148237541161</id><published>2010-03-10T20:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T20:08:19.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In this dream, a girl I have never seen before sat right next to me. For some unknown reason, I like this girl very much, and she kinds of likes me too. However, when the dream is about to end, that girls just vanished into the sky.  And I would find myself crying, as I wake from the dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-7402192148237541161?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/7402192148237541161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=7402192148237541161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/7402192148237541161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/7402192148237541161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-this-dream-girl-i-have-never-seen.html' title=''/><author><name>Bradigto Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-2780392100157501356</id><published>2010-03-08T14:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T14:42:23.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>7 march&lt;br /&gt;going JP with my family, ate lunch together&lt;br /&gt;then went to OCBC bank to pay some bills and deposit money ($).&lt;br /&gt;then around afternoon i went out with my friend,&lt;br /&gt;we went to marina square, cause he said wanna play billiards.&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to shop.&lt;br /&gt;and we ate MC donalds as for our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;we finished at 7, then since we rarely went home so early,&lt;br /&gt;usually we went home around 10 plus or 11.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to Explanade and sat at the so called concert area,.&lt;br /&gt;listening to the music from some unknown bands and rockers..&lt;br /&gt;quite noisy but i enjoyed and really hyper.&lt;br /&gt;after that we planned to walk to flyer, since i haven't went there yet.&lt;br /&gt;from explanade to flyer, or call marina leisure park, if i'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;need to walk around 10 - 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;since it was at night time, so we could feel the wind blow plus the cold air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought the flyer was surrounded by the huge grassland.&lt;br /&gt;but i was wrong, the flyer was built and surrounded with a building,&lt;br /&gt;look like a stadium but its smaller compare to a real stadium.&lt;br /&gt;at there got a lot of cafe and restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;we explored that area around half and hour,&lt;br /&gt;but i like the view man, cause it was located near the sea and&lt;br /&gt;surrounded with colourful light, dazzling plus radiant, really amazed.&lt;br /&gt;really was romantic place for those couple who want to sit and enjoy their lovely time at there,. :)&lt;br /&gt;after we finished exploring then walked back to where we came from&lt;br /&gt;reaching marina square around 9 plus,&lt;br /&gt;but really tiring plus my leg damn pain. :(&lt;br /&gt;some more nothing to do already then we walk to the MRT and went back home,.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-2780392100157501356?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/2780392100157501356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;and it will remain forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until the day you revived,&lt;br /&gt;bringing up your courage,&lt;br /&gt;and be brave to face it.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard the wall,&lt;br /&gt;one day it still will collapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'm still unable to forgive myself,&lt;br /&gt;you can't forget something so easily which make your heart beating.&lt;br /&gt;hiding, maybe a perfect plan from now,&lt;br /&gt;but i will keep watching you,&lt;br /&gt;watching over you in secret&lt;br /&gt;waiting,&lt;br /&gt;and protecting.&lt;br /&gt;day by day,&lt;br /&gt;This feeling will either grow or vanish from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Until the day, i understand this meaning,&lt;br /&gt;you will be the first to know my true feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-1833635410298697194?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-4606023629219383258</id><published>2010-03-02T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T13:18:36.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These few days, i had thought a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what i did to her, nothing will change.&lt;br /&gt;our conversation become short&lt;br /&gt;the time we spent become lesser&lt;br /&gt;and both of us seem busy during holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once sensitive and fragile&lt;br /&gt;with an answer of NO&lt;br /&gt;everything my hope and chance were vanished&lt;br /&gt;consider myself unlucky&lt;br /&gt;sometime i was very selfish&lt;br /&gt;never consider her feeling and spout something nonsense out,&lt;br /&gt;leading both of us felt upset.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling of jealousy was killing me&lt;br /&gt;perhaps she didn't have this kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;and i knew that she won't, cause i long ago know her feeling already.&lt;br /&gt;time flows really fast, i had this kind of feeling for 3 months&lt;br /&gt;still nothing change&lt;br /&gt;maybe, this nothing change mean good thing to me&lt;br /&gt;there a big obstacle about this matter,&lt;br /&gt;she already belong to the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days,&lt;br /&gt;our distance become further and further&lt;br /&gt;i think this kind of feeling will vanish really soon.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how strong and stubborn my heart,&lt;br /&gt;one day it's still will collapse.&lt;br /&gt;When protection become belief,&lt;br /&gt;tears will even turn sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-4606023629219383258?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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care by myself already.&lt;br /&gt;usually i lived with my sisters,&lt;br /&gt;but my sisters went back cause they were having holiday&lt;br /&gt;and left me alone here, at singapore.&lt;br /&gt;then i all the day ate cup noodles.&lt;br /&gt;poor me, :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-705619288956197990?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/705619288956197990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=705619288956197990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/705619288956197990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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cause usually she on week days, monday to thursday she need to go back to eat her dinner.&lt;br /&gt;and god really help me, &lt;br /&gt;cause 20 feb is on saturday, so her mom usually never cook on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;so she need to eat outside,&lt;br /&gt;then Im the lucky guy, can eat lunch with her some more&lt;br /&gt;then we went to swensen.&lt;br /&gt;after that i sent her backkkkk..&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoy it. thx for giving me this chance. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-2330008499359686215?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/2330008499359686215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=2330008499359686215' title='0 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>19 feb - EG2 paper&lt;br /&gt;20 feb - AEL paper&lt;br /&gt;24 feb - DEL paper and so called last paper..&lt;br /&gt;after that holiday START.. wkakakaka..&lt;br /&gt;Guys good luck for the exams..&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow last paper, don't think it will quiet easy manxz..&lt;br /&gt;so study hard.. :)&lt;br /&gt;cause i also need to revise, so you all also NEED,, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the DEL paper, i think on Monday..&lt;br /&gt;i think my butt like being glue with the chair, all day just sitting on the chair and practicing revisions..&lt;br /&gt;from 1 pm start doing, doing, doing, doing, doing,. until around 6 like that&lt;br /&gt;then went to rest, went to bath and bought my dinner..&lt;br /&gt;ate really fast, then continue to study around 7 to 10+..&lt;br /&gt;i like a robot like that, kept continuing study, unstoppable..&lt;br /&gt;bo bian, in order to get a good results,&lt;br /&gt;so need to study hard.&lt;br /&gt;i like spent around 10 hours like to study DEL,&lt;br /&gt;but after i did all the revisions, total got 5 papers,&lt;br /&gt;there are still some questions that i left blank,&lt;br /&gt;cause i don't know how to do so left it.&lt;br /&gt;i think this semester, all the lecture class taught us really ( can understand 50-50 ), so must do revision then i could understand and applied the formula on the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, Tuesday, got a DEL clinic, a lesson for us.&lt;br /&gt;so i went there, cause i did my revisions already but some questions i couldn't understand so need to seek for the teacher help..&lt;br /&gt;i think total got 7 or 8 questions like that.&lt;br /&gt;but after hearing, our teacher explain the answer, like DAMN easy,&lt;br /&gt;she just speaks a few words and writes something on my paper, then can get the answer already, for her was easy, but for me, HARD..&lt;br /&gt;some i really don't understand so i kept asking her again and again,&lt;br /&gt;and finally i catch her meaning and understand already..&lt;br /&gt;im really glad that i come today,&lt;br /&gt;if not then at home will like a stone,&lt;br /&gt;and wait for the god to give me the answer, by dropping from the sky.,.&lt;br /&gt;so really thx a lot to teacher..&lt;br /&gt;all the best for tomorrow paper guys,.&lt;br /&gt;don't emo or sad, cause the paper is hard,&lt;br /&gt;relax a bit like me, smile and cheer up k..&lt;br /&gt;so you can do it manxz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-1599650748767894176?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/1599650748767894176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=1599650748767894176' title='0 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type='html'>19 february&lt;br /&gt;EG2 paper, not so difficult, but too many careless mistakes.. :(&lt;br /&gt;sian, cant get AD ler, haha..&lt;br /&gt;but at least can get an A, better than get B..&lt;br /&gt;after exam, around 11 a.m, me, jakcson, guo wei and the others plan to study AEL for tomorrow test.&lt;br /&gt;we went to our space to study, but i at there like nothing to study too.&lt;br /&gt;cause i have revised AEL for many times alr,.&lt;br /&gt;so can say that im very confident for this paper.. :D&lt;br /&gt;we finish study around 3 plus, then my friend ask me to go out town,.&lt;br /&gt;then i like,.. erm,,. felt happy..&lt;br /&gt;then i took the same bus with she, we went to bishan..&lt;br /&gt;but that time really damn happy, cause we like keeping argue about something,.&lt;br /&gt;one is about her spectacles and another one is about the bubble tea..&lt;br /&gt;haiz, she arh, really stubborn arh,,&lt;br /&gt;first is about the her specs, cause i stole her spec..&lt;br /&gt;usually she wears contact lens, but dont know why she wears spec..&lt;br /&gt;she said her eyes 'Zhong' haha,&lt;br /&gt;yup, i saw it and agree about it.&lt;br /&gt;then, i kept her spec, she kept trying and trying to steal it back..&lt;br /&gt;she will use any kind of methods,.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what she tried, she still cant success,.&lt;br /&gt;but, i ownself gave up, so i surrender to her, give her back. :)&lt;br /&gt;its quiet fun to be like this with her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for second one is about money,&lt;br /&gt;cause i said i thirsty and i said i wanna buy a drink&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the bubble tea shop, near her house their..&lt;br /&gt;she drinks milk shake and i drink green apple milk shake..&lt;br /&gt;then i said i pay for her, but i said i treat her.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what i said, she die die also dont want me to play for her..&lt;br /&gt;walking with her also very scared, must have a distance with her,&lt;br /&gt;maybe she like a monster or what, haha..&lt;br /&gt;but, at last she gave up, cause she lose to me alr, and tired bah..&lt;br /&gt;so yup, i think really enjoy it very much..&lt;br /&gt;really hope can be like this with her every times and days..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-9148697723541481673?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/9148697723541481673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=9148697723541481673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/9148697723541481673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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talk to you, i hope you can happy chat with me,&lt;br /&gt;and don't do other think can?&lt;br /&gt;just enjoy talk to me..&lt;br /&gt;i knew you very hard, cause your father will angry because of it..&lt;br /&gt;exams is coming soon,&lt;br /&gt;if you still haven prepared for it,&lt;br /&gt;your father will confirm angry about you, or even can scold you..&lt;br /&gt;and like that your grade may fell too...&lt;br /&gt;then you just blame me ok.&lt;br /&gt;cause im the one making you become like that.&lt;br /&gt;today is the last day at school,&lt;br /&gt;and i hope can spend with you until i left singapore.&lt;br /&gt;but i think cant.&lt;br /&gt;cause we have an argument just now.&lt;br /&gt;Im really sorry for your old man and you..&lt;br /&gt;after you text me, i read ler, i felt sad.&lt;br /&gt;then after that i cant sleep alr&lt;br /&gt;cause i 4.30 need to wake up, and need to prepare something also.&lt;br /&gt;so yup, and this time not your fault, is entirely my fault..&lt;br /&gt;so blame me ok!&lt;br /&gt;i really upset after read your msg..&lt;br /&gt;i think i won't be happy after today.&lt;br /&gt;even going back, meet my friend, enjoy CNY with my family,&lt;br /&gt;i also wont be happy.. because i did something that made you sad.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know you got read my blog or not.&lt;br /&gt;really sorry and this time really my fault for not understanding your difficulties........... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-8691609259519922213?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/8691609259519922213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=8691609259519922213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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quite good at MCQ, and second part,&lt;br /&gt;i think quite ok too..&lt;br /&gt;and thx to one girl...&lt;br /&gt;because of her, i can score quite good on my MCQ.&lt;br /&gt;so yup thx to her, :)&lt;br /&gt;today, something special,.&lt;br /&gt;jx talk to me first, i stunned..&lt;br /&gt;maybe that girl treat her good what, or what..&lt;br /&gt;even chu han aslo ask me, said jx change alot..&lt;br /&gt;like suddenly start talking with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know why, during the compro test,.&lt;br /&gt;i proud of it..&lt;br /&gt;cause after i finish my part 2,.&lt;br /&gt;i shout it out and said i had done..&lt;br /&gt;and a lot of people copied mine.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;so yup, maybe they proud of my answer or what.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to this baka girl..&lt;br /&gt;dont sad ok cause of your MCQ result,.&lt;br /&gt;at least, you did your best alr, and second part you also did quite ok..&lt;br /&gt;and sorry for not helping you, :(&lt;br /&gt;so don't sad ok, you 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kept daydreaming.. :)&lt;br /&gt;nvm, i really being alone long time ago alr..&lt;br /&gt;so somehow get used to it..&lt;br /&gt;after they finished, we walked to the canteen 2..&lt;br /&gt;and some more i ask them wanna eat or not..&lt;br /&gt;none of them reply me, only hansen..&lt;br /&gt;but he said he full alr..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why..&lt;br /&gt;they went to buy drink never ask me..&lt;br /&gt;buy food also never asked me..&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know why..&lt;br /&gt;around 45 minutes like that, none of them talk to me..&lt;br /&gt;like can't even communicate with them,.&lt;br /&gt;sitting alone and keep having day dreaming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, after that incident, i realized something&lt;br /&gt;maybe they even not care for me at all..&lt;br /&gt;to them i like stranger.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/2010/02/nice-song.html' title='nice song!!'/><author><name>Bradigto Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-8115152595533613371</id><published>2010-02-05T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:27:48.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today test</title><content type='html'>really regret now..&lt;br /&gt;why i have to take this kind of elective course..&lt;br /&gt;up until now, more than 4 months, totally dont understand at all..&lt;br /&gt;about today test.. haiz&lt;br /&gt;first time in my life, during the exam never even write a single answer..&lt;br /&gt;i think most likely maximum score i can get is only 5 mark out of 40..&lt;br /&gt;really hopeless..&lt;br /&gt;even i got time to study and revise,,&lt;br /&gt;but i still can't understand at all..&lt;br /&gt;the weight of this test is 15%..&lt;br /&gt;never mind it ends already so gave up bah..&lt;br /&gt;cause i had done my final project, the weight is 50%..&lt;br /&gt;so hopefully can pass.&lt;br /&gt;really regret, cause i didn't choose this module..&lt;br /&gt;and who the hell so good and help me choose this stupid module..&lt;br /&gt;but never mind, today is the LAST day of my stupid elective class..&lt;br /&gt;so hopefully, don't ever show up in front of me thx..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-8115152595533613371?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-257037545914266956</id><published>2010-02-04T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T22:20:10.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a weird guy</title><content type='html'>today, that guy really ....&lt;br /&gt;need to hit him.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after finished my lunch at the MC donald, my friend plan to walk back to NP through back door.&lt;br /&gt;at the front line got 2 girls, mid got 3 and,&lt;br /&gt;last, i mean behind have 2 'so called couple'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i really hate that weird person..&lt;br /&gt;keep following me and foo..&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to have a more free time with her..&lt;br /&gt;however, that weirdo kept following me..&lt;br /&gt;he really dont know that i want to be alone with her,&lt;br /&gt;or he just act blur.. really piss me off..&lt;br /&gt;then i really dont care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he did it one more time..&lt;br /&gt;after we end our lesson..&lt;br /&gt;she need to meet her sister so i accompany him, and also 2 of my friends,&lt;br /&gt;included that weirdo..&lt;br /&gt;one of my friend knew me well, so he kept a distance with me,.&lt;br /&gt;but that weirdo, haiz..&lt;br /&gt;when i was walking with her, he kept trying to sneak to the middle and want to have a conversation with her..&lt;br /&gt;then i felt confuse..&lt;br /&gt;like he suddenly bump in for???&lt;br /&gt;really, he need to get beaten by me..&lt;br /&gt;one day,, you better be careful weirdo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-257037545914266956?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-8085443194094780119</id><published>2010-02-02T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T15:30:15.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today i'm sad</title><content type='html'>if both of them are fated to be an item,&lt;br /&gt;then no matter what methods i used, i wont be win against it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like today,. i was late to school..&lt;br /&gt;but i saw her and HIM..&lt;br /&gt;always together, went to school, lunch, studied together, even went back..&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;but i endure it, cause she asked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today, i really couldn't endure it..&lt;br /&gt;cause i saw them like a couple, same colour of shirt and pants..&lt;br /&gt;i downright sad,&lt;br /&gt;no appetite to eat too..&lt;br /&gt;so... ya.. maybe today i really lost to him.. 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KFC..&lt;br /&gt;then continue to shop at far east plaza.&lt;br /&gt;But first, there got one damn extra person at our group..&lt;br /&gt;dont know why and what, but his outfit damn 'ZAI'&lt;br /&gt;cause he wore sport clothes..&lt;br /&gt;so really damn extra.. we really felt paiseh..&lt;br /&gt;walked with him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lester wanted to buy 'praise' shirt which he fond of it..&lt;br /&gt;so we went and looked for the shop,.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, the shop was closed,&lt;br /&gt;lester face filled with disappoinment.. :(&lt;br /&gt;so at there, we couldnt buy a single thing at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so next location was Ions..&lt;br /&gt;And a lot of people was looking at us,&lt;br /&gt;well not me, to THAT person, That extra person!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to Ions and explored any kind of shop..&lt;br /&gt;like Zara, Uniqlo, levi's, G-shawn, fredperry, etc..&lt;br /&gt;well, at uniqlo, kai xiang and lester, finally wanted to buy a pair of jeans..&lt;br /&gt;but first, they need to try,.. well, to see, was it fit them or not?&lt;br /&gt;lester and kai xiang sized both wore same sized. 31.. :)&lt;br /&gt;lester also bought a t-shirt at zara shop..&lt;br /&gt;but i think it was same colour as mine.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then lastly, we went to cathay ciniplex..&lt;br /&gt;at there kai xiang and lester, each one bought a 'praise' t-shirt..&lt;br /&gt;and fianlly, i also bought a shoes for chinese new year..&lt;br /&gt;i bought a blue shoes, dont know why i choose that colour.. ???&lt;br /&gt;yong jian and Guo wei were really angry, cause today they really didnt buy any clothes at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause today,..&lt;br /&gt;Me, yong jian and guo wei spent our precious time to accompany lester and kai xiang..&lt;br /&gt;cause the way they wear theirs clothes damn old-fashioned.. so need to change.. :)&lt;br /&gt;theirs outfit and appearance...&lt;br /&gt;we reached orchard around 10+ and finished our shopping 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href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/2010/01/31-january-afternoon-and-evening.html' title='31 january - afternoon and evening'/><author><name>Bradigto Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-8981334792373775295</id><published>2010-01-31T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T00:02:43.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31 january - morning</title><content type='html'>i wake up at 5.30 +..&lt;br /&gt;luckily got Guo wei morning call me, if not.. so thx to him..&lt;br /&gt;today is special, we have an event located at east coast park.&lt;br /&gt;this event called Run For My Lunch, for charity,.. :)&lt;br /&gt;so, i need to meet Guo wei around 6.15 at lake side mrt,&lt;br /&gt;and later need to meet yong jian and Kai xiang at jurong east mrt..&lt;br /&gt;then we also have to meet lester at aljunied mrt..&lt;br /&gt;inside the mrt, they talk a lot,.&lt;br /&gt;except me, kept day dreaming.. cause too tired..&lt;br /&gt;we alight at bedok station. but kai xiang need to eat.&lt;br /&gt;so we accompany him to the nearest hawker centre around the bus interchange there..&lt;br /&gt;after that, we need to take either 196 or 197 bus to reach east coast..&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, when we reached there, felt of depression, except me..&lt;br /&gt;cause they all start running already,. but i felt with joy.. cause no need to run..&lt;br /&gt;i hate running!!. haha&lt;br /&gt;then we cant do anything, like ask them to restart..&lt;br /&gt;so we wait at the finishing line and cheer for them..&lt;br /&gt;we saw james at there..&lt;br /&gt;really disappointed, cause we wake up so early, and some more our home were from west side..&lt;br /&gt;but reach here, just stand at there and not running.. :(&lt;br /&gt;but im not sad at all, dont know WHY,, haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-8981334792373775295?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/8981334792373775295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=8981334792373775295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/8981334792373775295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/8981334792373775295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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class...&lt;br /&gt;for a moment my tear really brimming down,. but it didnt..&lt;br /&gt;during the time before they celebrate with me, chian han ask my help to teach him EG1 work&lt;br /&gt;and im teaching him as well..&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly Ai Ting ask chian han for a moment, u think around 1 minutes like that..&lt;br /&gt;so at first i thought that it was very common to ask a person..&lt;br /&gt;so i neglect it, i didnt think too much..&lt;br /&gt;then he come back to his seat and start to do his work..&lt;br /&gt;mean while im teaching him, well as he is asking for my help..&lt;br /&gt;suddenly black out, i thought that someone go to swithced off the light..&lt;br /&gt;well that the suprising part starts..&lt;br /&gt;eewin and ai ting brought a cake inside and start to sing happy birthday song..&lt;br /&gt;first i got stunn because i never thought that they will come out with a plan like that..&lt;br /&gt;and thank to them again,. i really like their plan and i felt really enjoy for this moment..&lt;br /&gt;well u guys are the first friends who celebrate my birthday together..&lt;br /&gt;during that time my friends never ever plan to celebrate with me..&lt;br /&gt;just like i become an organizer, asked them to go out ate together..&lt;br /&gt;well, not bad also.. ahha..&lt;br /&gt;at that time i also enjoyed it...&lt;br /&gt;well, thank again to my dearest friends,..&lt;br /&gt;take care of yourselves guys.. ahha..&lt;br /&gt;well that the end for my 18 year old celebration..&lt;br /&gt;( after i go home, i got fever ) haiz.. &lt;br /&gt;whatn an unfortunate day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-8216669735648681907?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/8216669735648681907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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( yesterday )&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we have EECAD test..&lt;br /&gt;not so difficult overall, so can manage it..&lt;br /&gt;after finishing school, we plan to go to cathay ( orchard ) kbox to sing..&lt;br /&gt;we just wanted to celebrate our friend birthday..&lt;br /&gt;there are at least 8 peoples there,&lt;br /&gt;me, ron, gavin, jin rong, raymond, eewin, aiting and jia wei..&lt;br /&gt;well, ron and gavin very 'ciak lat' a,..&lt;br /&gt;their went there to play dota, cause they couldnt sing..&lt;br /&gt;so just around 5 o 6 people felt like to sing..&lt;br /&gt;we started at 2 p.m and end at 5.30..&lt;br /&gt;after that many people felt tired and someone plan to go home directly..&lt;br /&gt;well i forgot he or she..&lt;br /&gt;so we just directly went home and said goodbye to each other..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-5276630859562615376?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/5276630859562615376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=5276630859562615376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/5276630859562615376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/5276630859562615376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/2009/07/22-july.html' title='22 july'/><author><name>Bradigto Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-3079261034919487601</id><published>2009-07-06T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:40:40.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY Grades..</title><content type='html'>haiz, i really feel disappointed about my grades..&lt;br /&gt;well, overall is not bad..&lt;br /&gt;but i think i can get more and even more higher than my marks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first time, we got our ENPS exam paper first..&lt;br /&gt;well, this module i think i really cannot score high mark,&lt;br /&gt;because i lost 24 marks for nothing, ( not enough time )..&lt;br /&gt;i admit that i was slow like slowpoke..&lt;br /&gt;maybe i spent too much time on the previous questions..&lt;br /&gt;the oscilloscope, walawe..&lt;br /&gt;27 marks just for this 3 questions..&lt;br /&gt;well, i really put a lot of effort on doing this question..&lt;br /&gt;overall, i got 72/100..&lt;br /&gt;not bad and not well done too..&lt;br /&gt;SOME people got 98/100,..&lt;br /&gt;this kind of mark sure exist mhe? haha&lt;br /&gt;at least congrats to that person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then next morning, i receive a mail..&lt;br /&gt;well im not the first person to read my mail,.&lt;br /&gt;my elder sister did it..&lt;br /&gt;when i saw my grades,. i stun and once again i really feel disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;because my EQ1 only score 78/100.. that not A, just a B ONLY..&lt;br /&gt;haiz, poor me.. or maybe the teacher too strict on marking our paper..&lt;br /&gt;and also my Engineering mechanic, i only score 71/100..&lt;br /&gt;well i think my Eng Mech module really is the worst..&lt;br /&gt;because some part, i don't even understand the question and meaning..&lt;br /&gt;haiz, really my fault,. not understand the question meaning..&lt;br /&gt;hope to improve more, hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, to some people who score really high mark,&lt;br /&gt;don't get too cocky OK, cause one day u will fell from high place to hell.&lt;br /&gt;and some people who failed this exams, neither feel sad nor cry..&lt;br /&gt;cause we got second chances,.&lt;br /&gt;grab it well and show to us the effort that you have put in to pass this module, or even score 90 and above..&lt;br /&gt;well, my score also not good,..&lt;br /&gt;so we, together do well on present and future..&lt;br /&gt;let aim to the peak of mountain.. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-3079261034919487601?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3079261034919487601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=3079261034919487601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/3079261034919487601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/3079261034919487601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-grades.html' title='MY Grades..'/><author><name>Bradigto Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-7218101897405262336</id><published>2009-07-04T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:59:07.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz, damn tired a..&lt;br /&gt;i felt like my body become numb, i cannot get up anymore..&lt;br /&gt;well play too much sport and made me fall sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today morning 7 a.m i woke up,. ( saturday ).&lt;br /&gt;Usually saturday i dont need to go to school,&lt;br /&gt;but my friend told me to go, cause he plan to join badminton CCA.&lt;br /&gt;( go there looking pretty girl only, not playing badminton ),. haha&lt;br /&gt;well, i think it is not a bad idea also, so i accompany him and few of my friends..&lt;br /&gt;after we reach there, pretty quick that we had become badminton member already..&lt;br /&gt;just half member, cause we dont want to pay the member fees, which cost 10 dollars..&lt;br /&gt;At first, we have to run. a warm up exercise..&lt;br /&gt;we ran along the school areas, ( ngee ann poly )..&lt;br /&gt;well, it really make me feel tired, cause i hate running..&lt;br /&gt;i really not good at running.. haha&lt;br /&gt;well, when we were in the middle of running, suddenly our mentors told us to stop,.&lt;br /&gt;and do some stretching on the road..&lt;br /&gt;push-up, sit-up, etc..&lt;br /&gt;well, at that time the sun really shinning. ( around 40 degrees like that )&lt;br /&gt;make me felt dizzy,.&lt;br /&gt;after finishing stretching, we ran back to our room, badminton sport hall..&lt;br /&gt;well, after we reached there, our mentors told us to rest first..&lt;br /&gt;around 15 minutes like that he told us to form a group,.&lt;br /&gt;and we will play some lobbing and rallying..&lt;br /&gt;but it is really lucky a, cause our trainer is girl, so at least we felt a little happy.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;after finishing lob and rally, we continue play badminton, usual play..&lt;br /&gt;no match count..&lt;br /&gt;well, i waste my time on this lousy badminton..&lt;br /&gt;i really dont like the people at there,. ( no any pretty girls ). haha&lt;br /&gt;so i didn plan to join the badminton CCA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reach home around 13.30..&lt;br /&gt;i spent around 4 hours at school, go there and hit ball only.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;really waste my time..&lt;br /&gt;after reaching home, i cannot take a break yet..&lt;br /&gt;my mum order me to accompany my cousin to go out..&lt;br /&gt;well i really cannot disobey my mum order..&lt;br /&gt;so i quickly took my bath and went out with them..&lt;br /&gt;we went to bugis, tiong bahru, and vivo..&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;really make me felt tired..&lt;br /&gt;i reach home around 21.30..&lt;br /&gt;well, until now i really can REST IN PEACE. ( joke )&lt;br /&gt;and i think that i really fall sick..&lt;br /&gt;my degree is 37.4..&lt;br /&gt;well, i think i will die soon, haiz.. ( foul mouth )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-7218101897405262336?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/7218101897405262336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=7218101897405262336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/7218101897405262336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/7218101897405262336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/2009/07/haiz-damn-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Bradigto Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-9139901749085091993</id><published>2009-06-22T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:08:02.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe me</title><content type='html'>The haze beyond your eyes clouds my sight&lt;br /&gt;            Are there feelings lying at the bottom of your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Even if the whole world was yours&lt;br /&gt;                     Would that that bring you happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Why do you look up at the lonesome sky?&lt;br /&gt;                           Why, let's see you smile&lt;br /&gt;                           I know what you're like&lt;br /&gt;       How you aren't good at putting things into words, so why not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       What happened in days long past?&lt;br /&gt;                 In your eyes, as turn your gaze away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Do you know of such a warmth&lt;br /&gt;         One that can embrace you on those lonely nights by yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Why are you so worked up on appearances?&lt;br /&gt;                           Why, open up your heart&lt;br /&gt;                   I know you've had a heavy cross to bear&lt;br /&gt;                   But I've got the strength to accept you&lt;br /&gt;                        So why not try believing in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           The free are awkward...&lt;br /&gt;                           The free are anxious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Why do you look up at the lonesome sky?&lt;br /&gt;                           Why, let's see you smile&lt;br /&gt;                           I know what you're like&lt;br /&gt;               How you aren't good at putting thing into words&lt;br /&gt;                        So why not try believing in me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-9139901749085091993?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/9139901749085091993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=9139901749085091993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/9139901749085091993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/9139901749085091993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/2009/06/believe-me.html' title='Believe me'/><author><name>Bradigto Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-3308166426662384914</id><published>2009-06-22T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:16:27.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe me</title><content type='html'> The haze beyond your eyes clouds my sight&lt;br /&gt;            Are there feelings lying at the bottom of your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Even if the whole world was yours&lt;br /&gt;                     Would that that bring you happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Why do you look up at the lonesome sky?&lt;br /&gt;                           Why, let's see you smile&lt;br /&gt;                           I know what you're like&lt;br /&gt;       How you aren't good at putting things into words, so why not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       What happened in days long past?&lt;br /&gt;                 In your eyes, as turn your gaze away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Do you know of such a warmth&lt;br /&gt;         One that can embrace you on those lonely nights by yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Why are you so worked up on appearances?&lt;br /&gt;                           Why, open up your heart&lt;br /&gt;                   I know you've had a heavy cross to bear&lt;br /&gt;                   But I've got the strength to accept you&lt;br /&gt;                        So why not try believing in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           The free are awkward...&lt;br /&gt;                           The free are anxious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Why do you look up at the lonesome sky?&lt;br /&gt;                           Why, let's see you smile&lt;br /&gt;                           I know what you're like&lt;br /&gt;               How you aren't good at putting thing into words&lt;br /&gt;                        So why not try believing in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-3308166426662384914?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3308166426662384914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=3308166426662384914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/3308166426662384914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/3308166426662384914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/2009/06/believe-me_22.html' title='Believe me'/><author><name>Bradigto Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-4647152260636831513</id><published>2009-06-11T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:42:45.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finishing exam and holiday too</title><content type='html'>haiz, damn it..&lt;br /&gt;these days exam really damn hard,.&lt;br /&gt;although i spent most of my time studying, ( lie )&lt;br /&gt;i still cannot get the highest mark..&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. my bad bah..&lt;br /&gt;btw, i think my Engineering mechanics really will get the lowest among all the exams,..&lt;br /&gt;well because too many careless mistakes..&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was my routine not to check the answer again..&lt;br /&gt;haiz, what a lousy people like me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, after finishing the last papers, felt really happy...&lt;br /&gt;because holiday is coming, haha..&lt;br /&gt;during holidays, i plan to go back to my hometown to visit my oldfriends,.&lt;br /&gt;and also go to my luxorius house, to enjoy my life there..&lt;br /&gt;going out, have a good feast, play games, play arcades, singing, gambling, etc..&lt;br /&gt;really go back to my hometown do a lot of thing..&lt;br /&gt;well, i think ir eally enjoy myself bah, haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i will go back around one week,.&lt;br /&gt;As i just have two weeks holiday ONLY, not enough.. haha&lt;br /&gt;well, feel sad not to see my friend from poly,. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i think they will feel sad too,. ( Hell never )&lt;br /&gt;haiz, my bad really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, best regard to my friends..&lt;br /&gt;well, take care of ur own body,.&lt;br /&gt;do not spend too much at home, do more exercise..&lt;br /&gt;and do not work too late, later your body cannot take it..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;do not play too much games too,.&lt;br /&gt;do not usually go out date, later ur pocket money burst out how?&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;do not always go out, cause later u will get dark skin a, haha..&lt;br /&gt;well, some people in camp take care urself too, donk get chase by were wolves ooo..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-4647152260636831513?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/4647152260636831513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=4647152260636831513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/4647152260636831513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/4647152260636831513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/2009/06/finishing-exam-and-holiday-too.html' title='finishing exam and holiday too'/><author><name>Bradigto Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-5933094515673631714</id><published>2009-05-31T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T16:17:04.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coming back</title><content type='html'>yo..&lt;br /&gt;long time never update..&lt;br /&gt;em..&lt;br /&gt;maybe too busy at my new school&lt;br /&gt;haha ( just lazy )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now studying at Ngee Ann Poly..&lt;br /&gt;our school are really big..&lt;br /&gt;and i haven yet explore all the areas, ahah&lt;br /&gt;at there i have met some friends..( good friends ) hehe&lt;br /&gt;btw, i think i was the only foreigner there,&lt;br /&gt;all of my friend are Singaporeans..&lt;br /&gt;haiz, can say i very lucky bah..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;my class have 19 peoples..&lt;br /&gt;4 girls and 15 boys.. (what a disappointed!!) haha&lt;br /&gt;well, at least i can concentrate at my subjects..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at there, i also have to study English too..&lt;br /&gt;not alot and every time.&lt;br /&gt;just often writing and presentation..&lt;br /&gt;well every Tuesday until Friday we have to bring calculator.. ( MUST )&lt;br /&gt;cause everyday, all our main subject have to calculate alot of thing..&lt;br /&gt;well, all the subject is similar as maths..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another one subject is about programming..&lt;br /&gt;it is call EECAD.. well i hate it the most&lt;br /&gt;because i donk know how to do..&lt;br /&gt;and it is also the teacher's fault..&lt;br /&gt;he think he very good at this and he doesn want to teach us alot..&lt;br /&gt;if we asked too many questions, he would deduct our mark ( lame sia )&lt;br /&gt;well, overall i think i can get a pass mark.. ( what a relief )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is 31 may, another one week common test is coming and holiday also,&lt;br /&gt;( half sad half happy )&lt;br /&gt;well, hope that i do well for my common test..&lt;br /&gt;although at my class, i was the worst one..&lt;br /&gt;hope to beat them one day.. ahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, i will stop here..&lt;br /&gt;next time i will update my blog if any event come up..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-5933094515673631714?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/5933094515673631714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=5933094515673631714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;thx for the gratitude for keeping the truth lie..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;sorry for making u like the real culprit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;em..&lt;br /&gt;so how r u now?&lt;br /&gt;making progress to ur NEW school?&lt;br /&gt;or maybe u had given up ur NEW school and wanted to come to singapore to study?&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;r u still in INDONESIA?&lt;br /&gt;enjoy freedom is a natural of us.. ehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to see u soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-3312395462689322938?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3312395462689322938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=3312395462689322938' title='0 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type='html'>thx to my pal..&lt;br /&gt;name GUNAWAN..&lt;br /&gt;he said that im a bastard..&lt;br /&gt;and im sorry for not updating my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, too much time on freedom..&lt;br /&gt;therefore, no time to write about my life..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way..&lt;br /&gt;i had been accepted by Ngee Ann poly..&lt;br /&gt;much happier than the past.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;em..&lt;br /&gt;how about ur NEW school, pal?&lt;br /&gt;r their a lot of cute or beauty girl there?&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;hope u enjoyed ur NEW school..&lt;br /&gt;take care..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-8786871219374118387?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/8786871219374118387/comments/default' title='Post 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too..&lt;br /&gt;i feel confused as why my friend knew these matter..&lt;br /&gt;sure that rumour spread like a Ferrari car,...&lt;br /&gt;then i had an uneasy feeling about these..&lt;br /&gt;when i wanted to talk to her, i had some odd feeling..&lt;br /&gt;like someone was staring at me..&lt;br /&gt;or they were teasing me..&lt;br /&gt;Because of that, i did not dare to talk with her anymore..&lt;br /&gt;maybe i was a shy guy plus coward too..&lt;br /&gt;and the relation ship still keeping it until today..&lt;br /&gt;but i had a bad news that she would be leaving soon..&lt;br /&gt;after finishing the o'level exam..&lt;br /&gt;maybe these was the end of our relation ship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;count for today..&lt;br /&gt;not even more than 1 months that to be able to meet her..&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya,..&lt;br /&gt;when someone was starting the gossip,..&lt;br /&gt;i had never talked with her before..&lt;br /&gt;both of us was like a strangers when we met..&lt;br /&gt;never thought of that thing would be happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, at least it was good thing for me and her..&lt;br /&gt;i denied that i was not good in relation ship with opposite gender..&lt;br /&gt;hence, remaining single is the best way for me too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Guys do not think that i feel desperated about these matter.. )&lt;br /&gt;( i was a strong guy too )&lt;br /&gt;thank to my friends who were wanted to help me about these relation ship..&lt;br /&gt;so do not waste your time and effort..&lt;br /&gt;me and her will never be a pair too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank..&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, the girl is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GLORIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-178817634008721354?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-2693467616850744307</id><published>2008-10-24T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:07:11.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>SOB..SOB..&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.. I was shock..&lt;br /&gt;i LOST my handphone this wenesday..&lt;br /&gt;SOB.. SOB..&lt;br /&gt;i was so scared that i lost my precious phone..&lt;br /&gt;not even dare to tell to my family..&lt;br /&gt;my phone was costly..&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh, what a misfortune day happened on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit..&lt;br /&gt;i must find it right now..&lt;br /&gt;guys, if u knew where my handpohone..&lt;br /&gt;plzzzz.. tell to me..&lt;br /&gt;and return to me too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx you..&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You all for the o'level results..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOB.. SOB..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-2693467616850744307?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/2693467616850744307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=2693467616850744307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/2693467616850744307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/2693467616850744307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='&lt;&lt;MISSING&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>Bradigto Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-7969132560942167418</id><published>2008-08-24T21:07:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T11:36:43.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the beginning of the story</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;CHAPTER 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;this world had become more and more mystical..&lt;br /&gt;in your grandfather generation, the world was filled in wars..&lt;br /&gt;all the pupils were holding their weapons and shields..&lt;br /&gt;fighting had become a widespread for them..&lt;br /&gt;They were being forced to fight in different religion,&lt;br /&gt;by their ferocious leaders..&lt;br /&gt;Animals also being forced to join for fighting..&lt;br /&gt;well, in that past all the villager would not believe it..&lt;br /&gt;but until the day, where one of the kingdom named Godwin,&lt;br /&gt;who was the most evil kingdom among all in the world..&lt;br /&gt;their strength were not be faked..&lt;br /&gt;their level was the same as the god..&lt;br /&gt;none of the kingdom could stand and fight them..&lt;br /&gt;the world had concealed with evil spirits..&lt;br /&gt;all the remaining in the world...had been vanished..&lt;br /&gt;never ever in the world would be peaceful AGAIN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the power?&lt;br /&gt;well, the power that they used was called the RUNE..&lt;br /&gt;in the world, there have 27 RUNE existed..&lt;br /&gt;the titled called.. the beginning of the 27 true rune&lt;br /&gt;while Godwin held the one of the rune called SUN RUNE..&lt;br /&gt;the power was downright amazing..&lt;br /&gt;nobody could image it, how powerful the power was..&lt;br /&gt;when the power released, all the living thing and also the palace or kingdom,.&lt;br /&gt;including the peoples and animals would be vanished by the power..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a time when the power really released it..&lt;br /&gt;well,..&lt;br /&gt;the power was not released in the kingdom of the GODWIN..&lt;br /&gt;but instead in our kingdom..&lt;br /&gt;yes, the SUN RUNE really released it..&lt;br /&gt;when the SUN RUNE started to released its power, suddenly the two heroes come..&lt;br /&gt;each of the also held a RUNE..&lt;br /&gt;one called DAWN RUNE and another called TWILIGHT RUNE..&lt;br /&gt;both of the runes also released their power..&lt;br /&gt;luckily that, both runes could manage to stop the SUN RUNE..&lt;br /&gt;and the GODWIN leader was also being killed by the RUNE..&lt;br /&gt;as he could not even controlled the power yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good..&lt;br /&gt;the two heroes were FELIX and JEANE..&lt;br /&gt;yes..&lt;br /&gt;but unfortunate that,FELIX also being killed by the power..&lt;br /&gt;when FELIX died, the power itself came out and fled to the sky,..&lt;br /&gt;at that time FELIX and JEANE had a daughter..&lt;br /&gt;named MIAKIS.. your mother..&lt;br /&gt;when the DAWN RUNE escaped, so did the TWILIGHT RUNE..&lt;br /&gt;both of the RUNE gone and just remained SUN RUNE..&lt;br /&gt;where the GODWIN left..&lt;br /&gt;AS the war would never had a stop before..&lt;br /&gt;without any hesitant, JEANE wore the SUN RUNE..&lt;br /&gt;and controlled the power of the RUNE..&lt;br /&gt;she wished that all the world could become peace,&lt;br /&gt;even though sacrificed her own life..&lt;br /&gt;the god was cold-blooded..&lt;br /&gt;JEANE really sacrificed her own life and brought the world become peace..&lt;br /&gt;when MIAKIS saw with her own eyes, she vowed to herself that&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to become the queen of the SOL-FALENA as she wanted to bring the peace to the world..&lt;br /&gt;without any wars existed..&lt;br /&gt;well the time past, the world really become more peaceful..&lt;br /&gt;nobody even dared to speak a word of wars....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the thing was MIAKIS did not want to have a partner..&lt;br /&gt;means her boyfriend..&lt;br /&gt;MIAKIS was very gorgeous but she did not fall in love with any guys he had met..&lt;br /&gt;being alone was not a good thing..&lt;br /&gt;so her aunt named SIALEEDS decides to solve the problem by held a competition..&lt;br /&gt;who could become the champion in the competition so he would become the royal princess husband..&lt;br /&gt;when the competition started, all the competitor felt happy and joined the games..&lt;br /&gt;the competitors were about a thousand peoples..&lt;br /&gt;nobody could image it how well-known your mother was..&lt;br /&gt;until the semi-finals, GODWIN was included.. and three noble guys..&lt;br /&gt;all the competitors support the GODWIN..&lt;br /&gt;while for MIAKIS, she behaved very calm..&lt;br /&gt;SIALEEDS afraid that GODWIN would become the queen husband..&lt;br /&gt;the semi-finals finished and now the final round..&lt;br /&gt;GODWIN was one of them and a noble guy..&lt;br /&gt;well a noble guy was nice-looking too..&lt;br /&gt;all the people were supported for the GODWIN..&lt;br /&gt;none of the people supported the noble guy..&lt;br /&gt;the match was quited nice as both of them was fighting with their best..&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;when the final finished, everybody surprised and announced that the winner was a noble guy not GODWIN..&lt;br /&gt;SIALLEDS felt happy, luckily that GODWIN did not win the games..&lt;br /&gt;then the noble guy introduced himself to the queen..&lt;br /&gt;his named was FRED..&lt;br /&gt;he was a good leader and he also very strong..&lt;br /&gt;nobody could beat him..&lt;br /&gt;then both of them started to form a family and had you.. ( SILVER )..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so until here then..&lt;br /&gt;next the story you were more clear than me..&lt;br /&gt;let end until here..&lt;br /&gt;good night SILVER..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LYM, protect the prince okay..&lt;br /&gt;yes madam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( LYM was a girl, she was hired to protect me by my father. she was very skillful and her ages was same as me..)&lt;br /&gt;we were like a siblings whenever we went away for our missions..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-7969132560942167418?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/7969132560942167418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=7969132560942167418' title='0 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day..</title><content type='html'>today is 9 august 2008..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that mean today is singapore national day..&lt;br /&gt;hope all the singapore friends..&lt;br /&gt;can celebrate their national day with great of joy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today..&lt;br /&gt;all of us must watch the tv show..&lt;br /&gt;about the celebration on singapore national day..&lt;br /&gt;it must very enjoyable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-1649914278735038282?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/1649914278735038282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=1649914278735038282' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>woo..&lt;br /&gt;olympic started already..&lt;br /&gt;wish all the team do their best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singapore also do their best..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that singapore can get a lot of medaly..&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-805656672138380624?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/805656672138380624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=805656672138380624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/805656672138380624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was at that time..&lt;br /&gt;saturday night..&lt;br /&gt;melvern and i were going to raymond house and together we were celebrating for him..&lt;br /&gt;that day also was an unlucky day for me..&lt;br /&gt;when we reached there, i just sit quietly pretend to ignore them..&lt;br /&gt;as i did not want to involve any kind of misunderstanding..&lt;br /&gt;but the thing that i wished to ignore, it really happened on me..&lt;br /&gt;one girl.. no need to mention her name..&lt;br /&gt;she behaved very wierd..&lt;br /&gt;she also forced me to drink..&lt;br /&gt;the drink was the mixture of coke and alcohol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it..&lt;br /&gt;i really did not want to drink..&lt;br /&gt;but she took my handphone and blackmailed me..&lt;br /&gt;that was unfair.. i hate it..&lt;br /&gt;however, another thing happened again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to throw my sandal to the pool..&lt;br /&gt;as i quickly grabbed my sandals and we jostled each other...&lt;br /&gt;if i didnot jostle with her, my sandal would be thrown by her..&lt;br /&gt;i did not want to become the next victim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she knew that she would never win me..&lt;br /&gt;then she took her action..&lt;br /&gt;she bite on my finger..&lt;br /&gt;then i stunned..&lt;br /&gt;she defenietly not give up..&lt;br /&gt;and continue to bite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew that it was hurting..&lt;br /&gt;but i pretend..&lt;br /&gt;i gave her a furious eyes..&lt;br /&gt;without a second, she finally let go of my sandals and also her bite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it.. that thing really made me angry..&lt;br /&gt;and until now my scar have not  healed yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it.. i want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-679136542194532451?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-2544043281580095653</id><published>2008-07-26T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T23:05:24.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raymond birthday</title><content type='html'>today..&lt;br /&gt;i went to raymond place..&lt;br /&gt;with melvern suwondo..&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wore proper shirt and long pants jins..&lt;br /&gt;when i told him that he would be drown by they..&lt;br /&gt;they prefer to the 4a people..&lt;br /&gt;haha//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then melvern begged me for changing his clothes with my clothes..&lt;br /&gt;but i disagreed and told him that it was okay..&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, he did not want to hear my advise..&lt;br /&gt;and finally, i gave up..&lt;br /&gt;let him to wear my clothes to go to raymond party..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after changing, then we decided to go to raymond place..&lt;br /&gt;where his place just opposite of my place..&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. just cross a road from my place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at there we like a dummy person..&lt;br /&gt;all the people there, not rcognize at all..&lt;br /&gt;so we just sat there and view at right and left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didn eat a lot as we just finished our dinner from mc donals.&lt;br /&gt;before went to raymond place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at there we were like a doll..&lt;br /&gt;as we were being bully by them ..&lt;br /&gt;4a people.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;but the way,,&lt;br /&gt;thx to szeyah..&lt;br /&gt;sometime u r too wierd,,&lt;br /&gt;but today u r too kind to me and melvern..&lt;br /&gt;thx to u again as gave us some food to eat..&lt;br /&gt;if u didn give us than we would be starved.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the way,, this party was not so enjoy for me..&lt;br /&gt;as not all the people that i knew..&lt;br /&gt;just using both hand that could count the nimber of the people that i knew..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a wierd day that i had encountered.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-2544043281580095653?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/2544043281580095653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=2544043281580095653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/2544043281580095653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0yv6J6am9EI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0yv6J6am9EI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. hope u enjoy this movie..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-6625965143555841693?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/6625965143555841693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=6625965143555841693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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i can manage to pass my oral test..&lt;br /&gt;but the way,, when i want to say in english language, i felt shy..&lt;br /&gt;i felt nervous too..&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that i can get a b grade..&lt;br /&gt;"A" grade also can..&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..&lt;br /&gt;i will do my best for tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-9201775912197597076?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/9201775912197597076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=9201775912197597076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yqztQ6BWPKc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yqztQ6BWPKc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-744987632960239785?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/744987632960239785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=744987632960239785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;i never though that these thing woud happen right in front of my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i was going out with my friends..&lt;br /&gt;we went to bugis to buy some present for our senior birthday..&lt;br /&gt;when we reached there, it was about 4.00 pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were shopping, shopping and shopping, then shopping again..&lt;br /&gt;we spent 3 hours in bugis to look for the present..&lt;br /&gt;moreover, our planned for today was watching BATMAN, the dark knight..&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, we could not find any seat for us..&lt;br /&gt;all of the seat was occupied already..&lt;br /&gt;Plaza singapore, Cathay, bugis also..&lt;br /&gt;indeed that we really could not find any available seat..&lt;br /&gt;all was being sold out..&lt;br /&gt;damn it.. why donk we book the tickets first?&lt;br /&gt;( endless time of mumbling )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were 5 of us..&lt;br /&gt;but unfortunate, one of us want to go back home first..&lt;br /&gt;he said his guardian would not allow him to go back before 10 o'clock..&lt;br /&gt;"what the hell?" i screamed/..&lt;br /&gt;we kept begging to him, but he could not break his word..&lt;br /&gt;then he went back by himself..&lt;br /&gt;i could feel that his heart was filled with disappointment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to bugis..&lt;br /&gt;we planned to go to marina square to play pool games..&lt;br /&gt;in the middle way, i saw one of my cousin..&lt;br /&gt;sitting there with her friend..&lt;br /&gt;then i have a few minute time to chat with her..&lt;br /&gt;she said after these, she would go back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we said goodbye to each other..&lt;br /&gt;and we went to the side road to hail a taxi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached there, it was already 10.00 pm.&lt;br /&gt;then we booked a pool table and have a long match..&lt;br /&gt;we played until 11.15..&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to go back..&lt;br /&gt;as we afraid that we might miss our train..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly two of my friends ( girl ) said want to buy something at seven-eleven..&lt;br /&gt;then i and one of my friend waited them at the main door..&lt;br /&gt;it took about 15 minutes to buy the CAKE&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( what a wierd feeling about )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we also have a long route to reach the mrt station.. ( city hall )..&lt;br /&gt;finally, all of us was tired and decided to go back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, suddenly suprised me..&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the mrt way..&lt;br /&gt;one of my friend grabbed my hand and went to the platform.. ( clementi station )..&lt;br /&gt;i didnot know what they want to do.. so did my friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. one of my friend open the cake and put up the candle..&lt;br /&gt;finally, i realised it..&lt;br /&gt;they wanted to celebrate my birthday with me..&lt;br /&gt;in the early time...&lt;br /&gt;so we sang a happy birthday song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these was the very first time i received a small celebration from my first..&lt;br /&gt;it was indeed small but it has a lot of meaning for me..&lt;br /&gt;these day, i would not forget it..&lt;br /&gt;the day i forgot was the day when i was in the hell or heaven..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were three person..&lt;br /&gt;there were 2 girls and the only boy..&lt;br /&gt;thx for them..&lt;br /&gt;i would remember it, the day they had celebrated with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thank you to what you had planned to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u my friends..&lt;br /&gt;at that time, my tears really rolled down..&lt;br /&gt;what a shamed.. boy was crying?.. wierd right..&lt;br /&gt;but that was me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.. -.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-891035994893931439?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/891035994893931439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=891035994893931439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/891035994893931439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/891035994893931439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/2008/07/thank-you.html' title='thank you'/><author><name>Bradigto Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-1710294587680171626</id><published>2008-07-19T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T01:15:32.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to someone I love</title><content type='html'>have u loved someone before?&lt;br /&gt;or..  being love by somebody before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think most of the people have already experience before..&lt;br /&gt;isn that love is a very extraordinary thing?&lt;br /&gt;i must admit it..&lt;br /&gt;love is like a love..&lt;br /&gt;it was the most difficult to elaborate it..&lt;br /&gt;even the most famous sciencetific had the difficulty to explain it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to human, love is like a heaven..&lt;br /&gt;love can bring someone happiness..&lt;br /&gt;for example..&lt;br /&gt;if u love somebody, u woold do anything for her..&lt;br /&gt;like u could give her anything she want from u..&lt;br /&gt;love also can be a sellfishness..&lt;br /&gt;u will lose urself and listen to whatever she was ordering to u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that why.. love is so wonderful to anybody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest..&lt;br /&gt;there is someone in my mind now..&lt;br /&gt;whenever i go, i always thinking about her..&lt;br /&gt;when i close my eyes,i always see her face appeared in front of me..&lt;br /&gt;indeed, everyday inschool time, we oftenly meet but rarely have a good chat..&lt;br /&gt;to certain extent, talking with her really made me felt happy..&lt;br /&gt;i wished time will stop at this moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, im a shy guy..&lt;br /&gt;i never tell her that i like her..&lt;br /&gt;for me, love really made me sick..&lt;br /&gt;without her, my life was a meaningless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished someday, she would know my feeling toward her..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, love also depend to anyone who have fate or not..&lt;br /&gt;be more realistic, if we really have fate, then we would be together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,love,love..&lt;br /&gt;really made people confused..&lt;br /&gt;but i dont mind..&lt;br /&gt;as i knew that i love her too much..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-1710294587680171626?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/1710294587680171626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-5768147331988816359</id><published>2008-07-14T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:32:02.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guess plz, where am i?</title><content type='html'>do u know where im now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im also do not know..&lt;br /&gt;the place i stayed was too dark,.&lt;br /&gt;i even could not see any light passed through into this room..&lt;br /&gt;no matter where i turned my direction,//&lt;br /&gt;the place was covered with four walls..&lt;br /&gt;all the wall were same colour..&lt;br /&gt;i could not identify which way was right and left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but luckily that, one of the edge had a small tiny bed..&lt;br /&gt;there were no pillow and sheet..&lt;br /&gt;at night, the place was so cold..&lt;br /&gt;it made all my body become frozen..&lt;br /&gt;my heart palpitated tremendously with fear and scared..&lt;br /&gt;why am i scared for?&lt;br /&gt;when at the night time, i could hear the wolves roared and i could hear them searching for their meal..&lt;br /&gt;i kept imagine, will they come and eat me?&lt;br /&gt;i could not imagine it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps the day im going to the hell was very close now..&lt;br /&gt;i was scared, my hands were trembling non-stop..&lt;br /&gt;and i kept thinking positive way..&lt;br /&gt;am i now in my dream?&lt;br /&gt;i punched directly at my face..&lt;br /&gt;" shiiit.. it was hurted.."&lt;br /&gt;how come? it was not a dream..&lt;br /&gt;it was real..&lt;br /&gt;but i could not recall anything..&lt;br /&gt;and how come i have ended up in a peculiar place like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( sad mood )&lt;br /&gt;tears trickeled down my face..&lt;br /&gt;" it was salt, my tears"..&lt;br /&gt;did somebody kidnap me? or did i become a hostage for any crime?&lt;br /&gt;( i kept thinking the possiblelity.. )&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i really could not recall anything that happened to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( kneeled down )&lt;br /&gt;God.. please help me..&lt;br /&gt;could you please help me out from here?&lt;br /&gt;i donk want to stay in here..&lt;br /&gt;i want to GET OUT from this place.. PLEAAASSEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had really commited any crime or if i had done anything terrible..&lt;br /&gt;please forgive me this once.. ( sobbed )..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-5768147331988816359?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/5768147331988816359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=5768147331988816359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/5768147331988816359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/5768147331988816359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/2008/07/guess-plz-where-am-i.html' title='guess plz, where am i?'/><author><name>Bradigto Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-3039665015554101684</id><published>2008-07-14T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:06:13.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loneliness//</title><content type='html'>i think i was a bluer person around my friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i think i had a difficulty to communicate with them..&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, im the one who did not how to communicate with my friend..&lt;br /&gt;and that matter made me felt that im being alone and far far away from them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im very grateful that some of my friend kept support me from my back..&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, the way how they treat me was totally in such a polite manner..&lt;br /&gt;i felt very joyful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like today, hansi.. who sit beside me was absented..&lt;br /&gt;today really made me felt alone..&lt;br /&gt;i think all my friend dislike me..&lt;br /&gt;sometime i think that i roared too much.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;( im not an animal )..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry my friend.. im too loneliness..&lt;br /&gt;i knew that sometime i acted too vulgur to u..&lt;br /&gt;sometime im oso did not use my brain to think and spilted out any harrass word.. hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-3039665015554101684?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/3039665015554101684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-9218235966892772844</id><published>2008-07-04T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T19:01:08.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss you</title><content type='html'>the day when i saw u..&lt;br /&gt;i think i really fall in love with u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i knew that the first thing that attract me was her beautiful eyes..&lt;br /&gt;it was round and twinkling, like the star..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she had a long smooth hair..&lt;br /&gt;and she had a kind-hearted to every body..&lt;br /&gt;every time, when i saw her.. she always smile to her surrounding friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i think that, this kind of attitude was totally attracted me..&lt;br /&gt;but the way.. i could not stand for my self to talk to her..&lt;br /&gt;i afraid that she would laugh at me..&lt;br /&gt;as i did not know what we want to talk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i hope that she would talk to me first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least, she started to talk to me..&lt;br /&gt;i found out tha she was really a care to anybody..&lt;br /&gt;when i talked to her, her voice was too soft.. it was a melodius voice..&lt;br /&gt;my heart was really touch by her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at that time, i think that i really fall in love with her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mean while, i was in secondary 3..&lt;br /&gt;in these year.. it was my happiness day..&lt;br /&gt;my teacher put me to sit beside her..&lt;br /&gt;mean we were sitting together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt very  happy..&lt;br /&gt;every day, when my head turned to left..&lt;br /&gt;i could see her very near..&lt;br /&gt;then every day, i always steal a chance to talk to her about her profile..&lt;br /&gt;i think i could get some detail abpout her..&lt;br /&gt;but, when i wanted to talk to her..&lt;br /&gt;i just could not open my mouth..&lt;br /&gt;i did not know why?&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i felt shy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew that my appearance was too ugly..&lt;br /&gt;i was fat and dumn..&lt;br /&gt;i knew where i stand.. so i knew i couldnot fall in love with her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;i maintain until the very last day..&lt;br /&gt;it was our graduation day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our teachers had planned to go to the beach to celebrate the very last day..&lt;br /&gt;i just sit on the beach..&lt;br /&gt;i was afraid of water.. so i did not swim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my friend was swimming, playing and GAMBLING..&lt;br /&gt;but i did not join them..&lt;br /&gt;if i played with them, i afraid they would torment me..&lt;br /&gt;if i Gambled then i would let down my parent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i just sit there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, something was suprise me..&lt;br /&gt;she. the girl that i mention..&lt;br /&gt;she was sitting beside me..&lt;br /&gt;she asked me to swim too..&lt;br /&gt;then i told her my reason..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she also replied me..&lt;br /&gt;she said that she would imigrate to countyside to continue her study..&lt;br /&gt;then she suddenly hug me..&lt;br /&gt;and said far away to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so these was the last day i met her..&lt;br /&gt;i hope that i could see her again..&lt;br /&gt;as she was my first love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-9218235966892772844?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/9218235966892772844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=9218235966892772844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/9218235966892772844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/9218235966892772844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/2008/07/miss-you.html' title='miss you'/><author><name>Bradigto Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-2184006736757729459</id><published>2008-07-02T20:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T20:10:05.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow..</title><content type='html'>so tomorrow is my chinese-oral..&lt;br /&gt;but, i have not done ant preparation..&lt;br /&gt;just viewing here and surfing..&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;if i continued like this, maybe..&lt;br /&gt;my chinese oral may be failed..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;but, i donk mind..&lt;br /&gt;i think chinese not so important to me..&lt;br /&gt;it just like a far away subject..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. i just want to do some work..&lt;br /&gt;it is about my school work..&lt;br /&gt;like math..&lt;br /&gt;i knew from myself that math is one of my best subject..&lt;br /&gt;but.. how come my A-math was so horrible done..&lt;br /&gt;i just couldnot get A1..&lt;br /&gt;just can normally passed..&lt;br /&gt;damn.. i hate it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i must work hard from now on..&lt;br /&gt;if i just said it, then i maybe a failure..&lt;br /&gt;i must take an action..&lt;br /&gt;not just said it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, im really not good in study..&lt;br /&gt;but what i care is my future..&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, what i was studied now will be a big help in my future..&lt;br /&gt;so, i must not hate study..&lt;br /&gt;from now on, i just had to bear it..&lt;br /&gt;until i get my work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, must work hard from now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-2184006736757729459?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/2184006736757729459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=2184006736757729459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/2184006736757729459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/2184006736757729459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/2008/07/tomorrow.html' title='tomorrow..'/><author><name>Bradigto Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-881260013248547448</id><published>2008-07-02T20:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T20:02:46.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-6533065426105056043</id><published>2008-06-21T10:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T10:30:54.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday..</title><content type='html'>today i woke up at 7.30..&lt;br /&gt;i was tired and could not even stand up..&lt;br /&gt;i was forced to accompany my cousin to play some sport games..&lt;br /&gt;like playing basket ball, tennis and badminton..&lt;br /&gt;it was downright tired,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after finished playing, we had our breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;and prepare ourself to go to journay.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, we went to harbourfront.. to fetch my father..&lt;br /&gt;there were 6 peoples of us.. my mother, both of my sister, my cousin, my second aunt and me..&lt;br /&gt;when my father arrived, we were having our lunch..&lt;br /&gt;about 2.30..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that,, we went to bugis..&lt;br /&gt;wooww.. people at there were uncountabled..&lt;br /&gt;like, people mountain people sea.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some place at bugis,i was unabled to escape..&lt;br /&gt;we always go to bugis street..&lt;br /&gt;i hate crowded place but it was fun..&lt;br /&gt;at there, i could see many beautiful women and handsome boys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the middle ways, i saw ANDRIANO..&lt;br /&gt;he was a singer in campus last two years..&lt;br /&gt;when i saw him, i smiled with him and he smiled back..&lt;br /&gt;Adriano was from my hometown..&lt;br /&gt;and also he was my buddy.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at about 8.00.. we were going to have our dinner at LAU PA SAT..&lt;br /&gt;my parent always like to go there and eat..&lt;br /&gt;i think i might agree with them..&lt;br /&gt;as the food were delight and delicious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after finished eating, we headed to mrt and go back..&lt;br /&gt;inside the mrt, my cousin and i were having some soul vs in psp..&lt;br /&gt;we were laying BLEACH,,&lt;br /&gt;it was very fun..&lt;br /&gt;as mosy of the time, i always win.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached home.. it was 10.00//&lt;br /&gt;as the door open,. i quickly rush to my room and take some cloth to have a bath..&lt;br /&gt;as i finished, i started to open my laptop..&lt;br /&gt;it was my habit..&lt;br /&gt;as laptop was my best solution to cure my tiredness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i slept at around 12.00&lt;br /&gt;and then,, good night..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-6533065426105056043?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-5240970071459433473</id><published>2008-06-10T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T17:23:11.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night shade</title><content type='html'>The events of that night and the lasting image of that time are when all of our destinies completely changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long time had passed.&lt;br /&gt;it was rare that she was appeared inside my dream.&lt;br /&gt;i had already forgotten her face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was young, she and i were always together.&lt;br /&gt;we come together like drops of water, like astral bodies, we oppose each other, like magnets, like the colours of skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every weekend or public holiday,.&lt;br /&gt;we always go to the forest, where we would feel bravely to explore the devil forest.&lt;br /&gt;as the rumour of our hometown..&lt;br /&gt;however, in the middle of the way, we always encounter wild dog and boar..&lt;br /&gt;luckily that, each of us grabbed a stick and a wooden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunate, we would never finish to explore the forest..&lt;br /&gt;we always force to leave the forest by the townfolk as too many wild animal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but time had passed..&lt;br /&gt;i was transfered to neighbour country to continue my studies..&lt;br /&gt;i wished i really want to see her again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were the rain, could i connect with someone heart, as the rain can unite the enternally separated earth and sky?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-5240970071459433473?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-6411500304493154291</id><published>2008-06-09T00:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T00:46:44.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we had built a strong bond</title><content type='html'>(F) riend is the best companion in human life..&lt;br /&gt;(R) ule like law may not be able to change our destiny..&lt;br /&gt;(I) must stand for myself to change my fate..&lt;br /&gt;(E) ndless route is the biggest mistake that had been done by human&lt;br /&gt;(N) one of us know that friend is extremely special to us..&lt;br /&gt;(D) ue to irresponsible behaviour, human lost the bond..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(S) o, we must change our destiny by our hands..&lt;br /&gt;(H) eaven or hell, we will go there together..&lt;br /&gt;(I) must cherish all my new best friend without losing them..&lt;br /&gt;(P) rotect your friendship, protect ur friends..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-6411500304493154291?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/6411500304493154291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=6411500304493154291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/6411500304493154291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459876595742627931/posts/default/6411500304493154291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-had-built-strong-bond.html' title='we had built a strong bond'/><author><name>Bradigto Silverberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08253762519248494256</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qZj-kj4GIk0/SFdaro0y0OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OzMG3ttwh40/S220/2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459876595742627931.post-2337222615168813172</id><published>2008-06-02T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T23:12:14.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>extreme bored</title><content type='html'>now is 11.00..&lt;br /&gt;i still have not sleep yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind kept thinking something..&lt;br /&gt;but i could not recall it.. damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps,. my brain kept digging..&lt;br /&gt;i could hear a drill sound surrounded my ear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit..&lt;br /&gt;i hate this freak voice..&lt;br /&gt;i always keep hearing this peculiar pitch..&lt;br /&gt;( perhaps somebody is screaming for help)&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now..&lt;br /&gt;i just stayed with my both loveable sister..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i felt that im such as a damn useless at them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every thing, likes house hold was done by my both sister..&lt;br /&gt;i just can sit and stand..&lt;br /&gt;the worst was, i even neglect them..&lt;br /&gt;what a man am i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-2337222615168813172?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/2337222615168813172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5459876595742627931&amp;postID=2337222615168813172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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just made a blog..&lt;br /&gt;but i do not want too many people to know my id..&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, i'm afraid that many people will see my blog..&lt;br /&gt;which mean that my english are very SUCK..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today have ss and math home work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, math homework are a-lot..&lt;br /&gt;i hate homework..&lt;br /&gt;especially during holiday.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;i think all of us are the same..&lt;br /&gt;hate homework during holiday.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;u r agree with me right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459876595742627931-2177240360890093052?l=bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bradigto-silverberg.blogspot.com/feeds/2177240360890093052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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