<?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-36676973</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:28:16.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL MINE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jacnana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03147698260918240990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36676973.post-116573266882143529</id><published>2006-12-09T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T22:37:48.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a heart broken.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Once things were going on so smoothly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;As smooth as an eel' skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But as time went by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;the childish toughts ran away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and things took a sudden turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Like how an eel would just electricute its prey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;No i screamed, like how i wanted it to be a sweet romance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Now i am right where i started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Will i ever find what i want again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Never did i feel this way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;heatbroken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Your voice, Your imperfections, everything about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;How people in love would count their monthly anniversary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;celebrating how they could tolerate or rather love each other for that long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Why do you doubt your relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Just why have monthly anniversary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;worse stil, weekly anniversary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Lovebirds please dont count,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;just spend the time together and soon you will realise that a year had passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Dont wait for time to pass on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Prayers to god i offer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i pray again it would be answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Everybody wants a happy ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Take my sister's and mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;our real love has yet to be found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i guess i would have to console myself with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The greatest thing in life you will ever learn is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and NOT EXPECT any LOVE BACK in return.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This i guess it would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;My life now feel so empty with that missing someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Rest assured, Friends we'll be, i hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;though love is not meant to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;somehow i know i will get through this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Thanks to the people around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You cared enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;we had enough of play time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I am glad you realised your childish mind plays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baby, you'll be somewhere safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Your voice still lingers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;your face appears to mind in dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;your touch with warmness and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36676973-116573266882143529?l=regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/116573266882143529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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soon</title><content type='html'>i have not beem blogging for a pretty long time.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess  i was just busy, really busy.&lt;br /&gt;that even my own friends wouldn't understand.&lt;br /&gt;but like what can i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secrets Exposed&lt;br /&gt;a Play put up by&lt;br /&gt;Theatre Of Gifts will be held on 1 DECEMBER&lt;br /&gt;a FRIDAY NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;at 730 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Held at Catholic Junior Collage.&lt;br /&gt;tickets are going at 12 for lower tier 10 for upper tier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so today was not a good day i must say.&lt;br /&gt;been suffering from this unwise stomach ache.&lt;br /&gt;that i dont seem to understand.&lt;br /&gt;have i got nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;i lost my appitite since like last friday&lt;br /&gt;so itys been a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;but what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;i just dont feel like popping those munchies or food into&lt;br /&gt;my bloody fussy mouth.&lt;br /&gt;and i guessed it disturbed and upset my greedy old stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granduncle Mac, just left us today.&lt;br /&gt;to a place where no one can define and explain,&lt;br /&gt;maybe perhaps the angels of heaven can.&lt;br /&gt;but like cmon who will ever know what goes around in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;i might just say even the preist dont know.&lt;br /&gt;dont blame them,&lt;br /&gt;we're mortals.&lt;br /&gt;21 november was the first big shock.&lt;br /&gt;I just didn seem to want to register that he left.&lt;br /&gt;his health was pretty much fine.&lt;br /&gt;doctors delcare it so too.&lt;br /&gt;but than, that morning it wasnt so.&lt;br /&gt;tears flood the house nothing but prayers were sad.&lt;br /&gt;there was no laughs, maybe than just the kids.&lt;br /&gt;but pardon them for they dont know what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;it seem like this year was a beautiful diaster.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays would now be quite a little bore.&lt;br /&gt;is there anyting i would do to have a unbroken family.&lt;br /&gt;First my sister's godpa, than uncle edmaund, now uncle mac.&lt;br /&gt;God lord, have mercy on them,&lt;br /&gt;may perpetual light shine on them and grant them eternal peace.&lt;br /&gt;Creametion was today as well.&lt;br /&gt;No it was so Devastating to see him go.&lt;br /&gt;but than a smile on his face was just what everyone wanted.&lt;br /&gt;it seems peaceful and awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; If Tomorrow Never Comes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Will She Knows How Much I Love Her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Now he's with God,&lt;br /&gt;looking down at us.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle mac you have fun there with Uncle Francis and Uncle Edmuand, and Uncle Francis's siblings.&lt;br /&gt;But LeRoy and Joshua you too are the best Grandsons your grandpa can ever have.&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to lose anyone no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36676973-116438356627014220?l=regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/116438356627014220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36676973&amp;postID=116438356627014220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116438356627014220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116438356627014220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/2006/11/moment-too-soon.html' title='a moment too soon'/><author><name>jacnana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03147698260918240990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36676973.post-116305431143227467</id><published>2006-11-08T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:19:03.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7504/4104/1600/changed.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7504/4104/1600/thecovenant11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7504/4104/320/thecovenant11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7504/4104/1600/.%20039(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans So CHACE CRAWFORD here&lt;br /&gt;is fucking hot.&lt;br /&gt;aka TYLER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toy 'R' Us.&lt;br /&gt;We had to be kids once more.&lt;br /&gt;It was ALL SO FUN! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7504/4104/1600/the%20feets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7504/4104/320/the%20feets.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thanks GUYS :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;So i just baked a BROWNIE.&lt;br /&gt;for my someone special.&lt;br /&gt;she's my baby.&lt;br /&gt;And forever it will be.&lt;br /&gt;today i got to work from 6 to closing time.&lt;br /&gt;right i hope everything goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;Vivo City.&lt;br /&gt;MOVIE! The Covenant. The guy was Fucking hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Chace Crawford. Steven Straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bay and i are in love with them.&lt;br /&gt;The killer SMILE i say.&lt;br /&gt;So we had the front seats.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind we made the mest out of it all.&lt;br /&gt;We sat on the FLOOR!.&lt;br /&gt;oph thank you AHLIANS for moving for us.&lt;br /&gt;we had a big group,&lt;br /&gt;But Fuck to the Guy that said SCREW YOU!&lt;br /&gt;:) We had a small popcorn fight.&lt;br /&gt;NOOO SHSHSH movie everybody quiet!&lt;br /&gt;the day spent with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Steph Bay Cathy Rachel Annemarie TUNTUN Sam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then we went outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN must CAMWHORE there sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;lovely place to see.&lt;br /&gt;And the Playground&lt;br /&gt;HAH i flew Steph off whatever you called that blue thing.&lt;br /&gt;Too much fun for the DAY!&lt;br /&gt;Night was with Mel and Francis.&lt;br /&gt;My sister didn meet me.&lt;br /&gt;SO yes went to teh PLAYGROUND.&lt;br /&gt;took a few nice cool stunt moves.&lt;br /&gt;NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;Morning Meeting with St Catherine Members.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with Bay and Rachel.&lt;br /&gt;Training!&lt;br /&gt;rehearsals at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOMED!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36676973-116305431143227467?l=regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/116305431143227467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36676973&amp;postID=116305431143227467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116305431143227467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116305431143227467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/2006/11/ans-so-chace-crawford-here-is-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>jacnana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03147698260918240990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36676973.post-116274508310638100</id><published>2006-11-05T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T08:44:43.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss.</title><content type='html'>Today is SUNDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait Its MONDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MELISSA TOH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY BABE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: had cat class. As usual normal it was.&lt;br /&gt;But next week is the last week of cat class.&lt;br /&gt;KAWOOTS or KABOOTS?&lt;br /&gt;Well we are having a meeting with our cat teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. Who will be promoted Who will not?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA relax regina.&lt;br /&gt;Had work today.&lt;br /&gt;From 2 to 10 or rather closing time&lt;br /&gt;Yay met new friends.&lt;br /&gt;But they were really cold.&lt;br /&gt;Like all spoke chinese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Nevermind i know chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;i do know CHINESE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HAHAH! laugh to myself.&lt;br /&gt;SO NOW I AM TIRED OF WALKING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MEL MEL MEL!!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MEL! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;oh and to NICOLE TAN!&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE now SMILE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;GOODNIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;MISS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;i know half of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I dont the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;what kills me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Its the memory of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;how sad it would be to show it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;i want to lose tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36676973-116274508310638100?l=regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/116274508310638100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36676973&amp;postID=116274508310638100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116274508310638100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116274508310638100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/2006/11/miss.html' title='miss.'/><author><name>jacnana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03147698260918240990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36676973.post-116265933306609893</id><published>2006-11-04T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T08:55:33.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>call on the man</title><content type='html'>So today i woke at 12.&lt;br /&gt;got ready for church.&lt;br /&gt;there was rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;but before we could go for rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;Sam and i had to go help SVDP pack food.&lt;br /&gt;So it was bloody hot.&lt;br /&gt;Like i was perspiring and i had to go for Bay's confirmation&lt;br /&gt;at Saint Francis's Xavier church.&lt;br /&gt;No i dont want to be all sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind we were helping the community.&lt;br /&gt;YAYness?&lt;br /&gt;after that TOG chilled at Coffeeshop.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sam for the BAKUTAI, i had a bit.&lt;br /&gt;it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;Yay. :)&lt;br /&gt;now i took bus-es down to GARDENS to meet celesther.&lt;br /&gt;For you know Bay's Confirmation.&lt;br /&gt;duhh. met up with sexy white there.&lt;br /&gt;hahah. oh there were many others form our school who were getting confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;COOL.&lt;br /&gt;Saw many familiar faces and new ones too.&lt;br /&gt;AND JOANNE AHH!! HAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;sorry but iwas excited for you!&lt;br /&gt;WEEE..&lt;br /&gt;XiaoQing Annemarie Celesther Joanne Bay and I&lt;br /&gt;head down to RK to eat.&lt;br /&gt;But beofer that, ANNEMARIE owes BAY and Regina LUNCH,&lt;br /&gt;YAYNESS NOW.&lt;br /&gt;later chilled at CoffeeBean with Bay Celesther Joanna(left) Cathy(came).&lt;br /&gt;So Yes chilled.&lt;br /&gt;went back at 1030 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CALLED ON THE MAN!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36676973-116265933306609893?l=regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/116265933306609893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36676973&amp;postID=116265933306609893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116265933306609893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116265933306609893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/2006/11/call-on-man.html' title='call on the man'/><author><name>jacnana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03147698260918240990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36676973.post-116257037360857133</id><published>2006-11-03T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T08:12:53.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a taboo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Early birds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right so i am waiting for time to fly.&lt;br /&gt;But why am i waiting?&lt;br /&gt;i cant leave my house now.&lt;br /&gt;now can i?&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to the airport,&lt;br /&gt;hmm to meet shunna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;No to send her off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i just cant.&lt;br /&gt;cause these no fuckingbody  to go with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i will miss her so.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;And that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sugar babe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i had training.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm lucky us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;10 rounds of warm ups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sprints which i missed.&lt;br /&gt;excuse would be my ankle.&lt;br /&gt;oh and i cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;than again we had a full game for one whole hour.&lt;br /&gt;i called for time out. stressful on my ankle&lt;br /&gt;damn you ankle. you better heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;otherwise no party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) training was pretty alright.&lt;br /&gt;Monday is the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;IceCream Cake anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;good thing it is before training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Oh smile now everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed off to Church for rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;Okay everybody,&lt;br /&gt;we have a play coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;On 1 DECEMBER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Secrets Exposed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;upper tier $10 Lower tier $12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It is about AIDS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i mean there is a story behind it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a Girl named STACY.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask why. COME and SEE.&lt;br /&gt;I publiciesd here already TOG.&lt;br /&gt;and of you are wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We are Theatre Of Gifts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;from Church of Christ The King.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone interested please tag me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TABOO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at least today i managed to watch&lt;br /&gt;GHOST WHISPER!&lt;br /&gt;OH jennifer love Hewit is HOT.&lt;br /&gt;And now i am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy is beside me watching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;which is supposed to be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;horrifying.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i dont know. it is about &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WW2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;hahah laugh all you want than.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Would i be able to fall in love again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Have i no heart to do so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Was it all just a game for two?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Am i not created to love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Where is the love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Fuck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36676973-116257037360857133?l=regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/116257037360857133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36676973&amp;postID=116257037360857133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116257037360857133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116257037360857133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/2006/11/taboo.html' title='a taboo'/><author><name>jacnana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03147698260918240990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36676973.post-116239813280523991</id><published>2006-11-01T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T08:22:12.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shout these words.</title><content type='html'>Right so today we had training.&lt;br /&gt;Before that, met up with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Steph Cathy Bay Rach XiaoQing, lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was suppose to be a PIG-NIC.&lt;br /&gt;Talked and Laughed.&lt;br /&gt;Many things Said.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Courts to Play? or Rest?&lt;br /&gt;haha which ever you think it is right.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to sit and have a family gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;at a Imaginary house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we planned to have one.&lt;br /&gt;crazy people out of control.&lt;br /&gt;training was pretty much slack.&lt;br /&gt;20 rounds for warm up. Gym (hand lifts and Cycling?)&lt;br /&gt;NO track Mill. it could not ON!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA a day saved.&lt;br /&gt;Skipping. but Bay Qing and i sat out.&lt;br /&gt;we did medicine ball and my physio work out.&lt;br /&gt;had court work, my shots was like shit.&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;Home-ed with Steph Momo Celeste Qing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;we taalked like alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost everything&lt;br /&gt;without them i think my life would be quite a bore.&lt;br /&gt;OH no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Rushed like a cheetah chasing an antelope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALL SAINT'S DAY to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;In The Name Of The Father And The Son And The Holy Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Met mel baby and francis.&lt;br /&gt;and daddy picked me up&lt;br /&gt;for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;At toa payoh.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt; filled with joy and yet i feel emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;yould someone fill me up with joy.&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps i should take a can of beer and shoved it up my ass?&lt;br /&gt;but that is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally my tagboard is out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOUT THESE WORDS..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only i knew who i was.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only i knew what it was like.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only i knew what it is like to have a real kiss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only i knew Why it was me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only i knew why i have much of.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only i knew.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36676973-116239813280523991?l=regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/116239813280523991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36676973&amp;postID=116239813280523991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116239813280523991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116239813280523991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/2006/11/shout-these-words.html' title='shout these words.'/><author><name>jacnana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03147698260918240990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36676973.post-116230396880000651</id><published>2006-10-31T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T06:40:27.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>damns this day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So i went to work today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to celesther and Bay they found out where i was.&lt;br /&gt;Work was pretty much alright.&lt;br /&gt;i could not sit or stand around.&lt;br /&gt;Initiative was the key word here.&lt;br /&gt;Okay a little tips here and there, but they all go into the TipBox.&lt;br /&gt;Ridz was explaining to me everything, lucky thing i grasped the concept of the layout.&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a task, i just wanted to have mini guide of my own.&lt;br /&gt;secretly hidden with the sleeve of my work clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NO Regina you cant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work ended and i was given this STACK of papers to know.&lt;br /&gt;or rather memorise. hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;like another homework.&lt;br /&gt;but i know i can. YES MEL AND I!&lt;br /&gt;Steph, Bay and Celesther came running to my work place, they knew where i was, damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they kept laughing and wanted to snap a picture of me.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! NO! i would be FIRED.&lt;br /&gt;but love them so for coming to me.&lt;br /&gt;I feel So Not Lonely no more.&lt;br /&gt;:) all smile.&lt;br /&gt;so off we went to KOVAN.&lt;br /&gt;MRT-ed to Dhoby Ghaut,&lt;br /&gt;oh where TUNTUN sam and liz miss the train.&lt;br /&gt;Got off and waited for them on the next train.&lt;br /&gt;what nice people we are TUNTUN.&lt;br /&gt;MRt-ed to Kovan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;WEEEE BOWLING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celesther was so excited about it all.&lt;br /&gt;HAH and she just kept striking the LOKANG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;DAMN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph left early.&lt;br /&gt;BAY won all rounds. errr not fair.&lt;br /&gt;I WAS SECOND does that count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Last night was pretty much a Beautifuk diasater.&lt;br /&gt;Like though i drink quite a bit, i wasnt tpsy or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Friends were rocking, and i earn myself 10 Bucks!&lt;br /&gt;YAY! a dare i did.&lt;br /&gt;i was dancing and when i got tired i went back to the place to chill back down,&lt;br /&gt;legs are all aching.&lt;br /&gt;and in that place... Mysterious words and actions came about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NO dont be silly not those dirty things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. my drunkard baby was out of control.&lt;br /&gt;so yes. And my Friend owe me a punishment.&lt;br /&gt;want to say more but no i cant,&lt;br /&gt;a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"GrandDad's Birthday." HALLOWEEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36676973-116230396880000651?l=regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/116230396880000651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36676973&amp;postID=116230396880000651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116230396880000651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116230396880000651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/2006/10/damns-this-day.html' title='damns this day.'/><author><name>jacnana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03147698260918240990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36676973.post-116217719311796056</id><published>2006-10-30T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T19:02:43.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new morning.</title><content type='html'>HAH. what a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 8 today and guess what my Amath class starts at 8?&lt;br /&gt;so byt eh time i get ready and leave the house i would have reched there by 9 or i thinki much later.&lt;br /&gt;it will be useless for me to go.&lt;br /&gt;i would just make a grand entrance into class.&lt;br /&gt;and mr Chan wwould glare at me as if i was a criminal.&lt;br /&gt;Great job Regina, you left tun tun and MOmo all alone in class.&lt;br /&gt;i am so sorry guys. really am.&lt;br /&gt;so now i am waiting for the toilet to get ready so i can bathe&lt;br /&gt;and meet the team at compass as well as shunna.&lt;br /&gt;she is staying over.&lt;br /&gt;:):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright now. time passes fast.&lt;br /&gt;hurry go bath and meet the team. i am so busted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;DEEEP SHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36676973-116217719311796056?l=regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/116217719311796056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36676973&amp;postID=116217719311796056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116217719311796056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116217719311796056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-morning.html' title='new morning.'/><author><name>jacnana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03147698260918240990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36676973.post-116213482840112497</id><published>2006-10-29T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T18:53:33.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jalan or not?</title><content type='html'>Evening, brings no sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;Right so today was grandpa's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRANDADDY.&lt;br /&gt;went to far east plaza to eat.&lt;br /&gt;SAKURA a thai place.&lt;br /&gt;Russel was going nuts. I swear i love him to nuts too..&lt;br /&gt;baby cousin was adorable.&lt;br /&gt;he BANG BANG the whole palce and YOU AH.&lt;br /&gt;was all he could say.&lt;br /&gt;And i have to say that my Uncle came into the restaurnt looking like a clown. An orange cap, Orange shades, socks and SLIPPERS?, Adidas Work out shirt and Shorts? OH my. i had to tell him off a little. quite an embarresment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go cycling with god brothers. but my god parents had to pick up cookie, which is by the way a dog. Which i love so much. she went for grooming. HAHA couldnt believed it. Instead i went home and daddy had to take the car to some place to play a game of badminton. Hmm, working i see. mummy and i wanted to drive down to Video Ezy to rent some dvds. But no we had no car. due to our laziness, we stayed home. i watched bring it on All or nothing Again. No other ideas to spend my time. and watched some Chinese drama show? HHA DA ZHANG JING if i spelled that correclty. which i dread not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practically. i was happy and bored.&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind. tomorrow night will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow morning got Amath lessons I dont want to go but have to.&lt;br /&gt;And in the aftrnoon training. Alright. slow down on training.&lt;br /&gt;Night my last time with Shunna.&lt;br /&gt;Why must you go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JALAN OR NOT?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36676973-116213482840112497?l=regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/116213482840112497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36676973&amp;postID=116213482840112497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116213482840112497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116213482840112497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/2006/10/jalan-or-not.html' title='jalan or not?'/><author><name>jacnana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03147698260918240990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36676973.post-116205858487416893</id><published>2006-10-28T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T06:57:30.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>walk a about</title><content type='html'>and so yes, i went job-hunting with mella baby.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA a list of places we were going too.&lt;br /&gt;the same question was posed too all the shops, "excuse me, do you have any job vacancies available?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first stop, marina sqaure subway 'no' was the answer.&lt;br /&gt;marina square shops are like hmmm OUT ah, firstly the stores had papers stating 'sales assitance required, 18 and above, O levels minimum. HAH mel and i was like FUCK, now we know why the umeployment rate is increasing. damn it.&lt;br /&gt;as decided, we walked from city hall mrt to marina square, and to suntec city. i told mel that maybe Vivo city might have jobs available, however so... Mel had no idea what was Vivo city. i think she is not living in this world at all. DAMN again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suntec city. where finally our smiles widen from ear to ear. we were looking at the food outlets. cause curently people in carefour think that we are stealing their jobs and did not bother telling us where the fucking office was. HUR get a life. Subway yay, we got ourselves an application form but the people working thre seem to be a little weird. how would i say. oh well just weird. i could dnot undertand why.do we look that young? NO! and all of them were guys who like they are in their twenties or soo. Sign up in Pizza hut too. yay, but them again, there were quite a number of staff members. so walked again. hunt hunt and finally mel and i stopped at this outlet, pretty big i must say. Surf 'n'Turf, a restarunt. Wesrtern. We went for our interview. LIKE HURRAYS our hearts went. Both of us were excited and yet scared. Who cares we got a JOB! not really but the guy the manager i meant was interested in us. Hello as in there was a need ti hire us. get it. good. :) he joked and smile and even gave us learning points. took our dates of lives for the next year. Lucky us God helped us. hhahah we just needed money. however this Job we are getting seems FUN. so perhaps its new friends and environment. GREAT. psst i think we are the youngest. HAHA! i like my manager. not really my yet but i hope it will be. nice guy. mel and i wanted food after all that walking, damn it felt like i was training. NO. went to carefour to grab something good GOOD, well no. spent or rather wasted 2o mins looking for a decent meal to satisfy the fussy stomach. HAh no other place but macs. CHEESEBURGER. Laughters filled the corner we were in why cause mel was telling jokes that seem to be NOT LIKE JOKES. what am i saying. MEl was lost for a moment and not found. HAHA! crazy. Mel went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I than went out with TOG to Saint Peter and pauls church, the revived ministry. HAh and i thought it was some big thing but no it wasnt. WOW was performing. it was afterall alright i had fun. and it was bloody cold. DAMN. i felt the holy spirit i must say. Oh and terence had to do this crazy dance in the middle of the road. it was disgusting. it ended at 10 38 damn it. it was so late. great and we were hungry too. so we spent time getting out of the place and deciding what or rather where to eat. there was no PRATA shop in sight. DAMN. the darn city. nevermind. belly hyaz sam and i went to macs to pass terence his sutff and at the same time grab something to eat. and off we went. PLAYED in the MRT. swing swing swing on pole dancing? no more like a opportuntiy grab a chance to go wild in public. reached AMK station at hmm 1204. DAMN i missed the last bus. so i wasted lik 10 mins of my time waiting for a stupid ghostly bus. hurrr so in the end mama called and hop into a cab. scared by some tall dark man dancing in a group. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so a walk a about i did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36676973-116205858487416893?l=regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/116205858487416893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36676973&amp;postID=116205858487416893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116205858487416893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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jod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need money in order to shop and anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes and my sha(cousin) is coming back on 6 nov. wait till them to shop with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love my tun tun.&lt;br /&gt;finally i said something about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;crucial point stated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36676973-116201066638983279?l=regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/116201066638983279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36676973&amp;postID=116201066638983279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36676973/posts/default/116201066638983279'/><link 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/&gt;perhaps i will spend my time in the bathroom or trying to get myself into trouble and than out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i have got to go for my physio which is at alexandra hospital. which is by the way damn far.&lt;br /&gt;great. kill time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be back to fix this blady blog up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pretty it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its all pink, i just hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boredom kills me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36676973-116192637785301457?l=regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regina-damnsthefloor.blogspot.com/feeds/116192637785301457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36676973&amp;postID=116192637785301457' title='0 Comments'/><link 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