<?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-15730668</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:02:04.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts And Late Reactions</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-8714332373357101695</id><published>2007-10-07T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T23:52:36.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Invincible</title><content type='html'>Last night I had the weirdest feeling ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Ryan and I were punching crazy with each other, more of an activity that could release each others stress. At that moment I had a feeling that I could abuse myself even more. Normally my fists would hurt when I punch so hard so many times. But last night was so different. I started liking the pain and I didn't care what would happen to my body. I also smoked like crazy that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like THAT was something new. This past week I've been smoking myself crazy to the point where I felt I could vomit, but I kept continuing anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's clinically BAD for me to continually do things that are abusive to your body. Hell, like the old cliche goes, too much of something is bad. But knowing even this couldn't stop me a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this time I'm waiting for someone who can make me stop because for the time being, I'm INVINCIBLE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-8714332373357101695?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/8714332373357101695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=8714332373357101695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/8714332373357101695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/8714332373357101695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-invincible.html' title='I&apos;m Invincible'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-2231617041679980379</id><published>2007-03-08T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T15:36:23.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>http://comparisoncontrast.multiply.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog features the comparison of every product, brand, thing, etc I could think of... copare and contrast with each other, and reach a verdict by making a choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-2231617041679980379?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/2231617041679980379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=2231617041679980379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/2231617041679980379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/2231617041679980379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-2728458124809476032</id><published>2007-03-02T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T14:15:24.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>09225015944</title><content type='html'>09225015944 -&gt; New number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please delete the old&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-2728458124809476032?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/2728458124809476032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=2728458124809476032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/2728458124809476032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/2728458124809476032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2007/03/09212330127.html' title='09225015944'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-1752780539695727613</id><published>2007-02-14T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T14:44:02.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Virtues</title><content type='html'>In every bad there's a good, whether you believe it or not. Sin as consumed most of mankind for the past years and sin is an influence man chooses to make. Of course if we choose to do good, we could avoid them all along. Here are the seven holy Virtues as opposed to the seven capital sins:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;The Seven Holy Virtues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ranked in ascending order of sanctity, the seven holy virtues are:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chastity" title="Chastity"&gt;Chastity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Latin, &lt;i&gt;castitas&lt;/i&gt;) (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Purity" title="Purity"&gt;purity&lt;/a&gt;, opposes &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seven_deadly_sins#Lust_.28Latin.2C_luxuria.29" title="Seven deadly sins"&gt;lust&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, Latin &lt;i&gt;luxuria&lt;/i&gt;) —&lt;br /&gt;Courage and boldness. Embracing of moral wholesomeness and achieving purity of thought through education and betterment. Practicing proper love and its expression due to one's spiritual &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sacraments_of_the_Catholic_Church#Sacraments_of_Vocation" title="Sacraments of the Catholic Church"&gt;vocation&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abstinence" title="Abstinence"&gt;Abstinence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Latin, &lt;i&gt;frenum&lt;/i&gt;) (self-control, opposes &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seven_deadly_sins#Gluttony_.28Latin.2C_gula.29" title="Seven deadly sins"&gt;gluttony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, Latin &lt;i&gt;gula&lt;/i&gt;) —&lt;br /&gt;Constant mindfulness of others and one's surroundings; practicing self-control, abstention, and moderation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liberal" title="Liberal"&gt;Liberality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Latin, &lt;i&gt;liberalitas&lt;/i&gt;) (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Will" title="Will"&gt;will&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Generosity" title="Generosity"&gt;generosity&lt;/a&gt;, opposes &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seven_deadly_sins#Greed.2FAvarice_.28Latin.2C_cupiditia.2Favaritia.29" title="Seven deadly sins"&gt;greed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, Latin &lt;i&gt;avaritia&lt;/i&gt;) —&lt;br /&gt;Generosity. Willingness to give. A nobility of thought or actions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diligence" title="Diligence"&gt;Diligence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Latin, &lt;i&gt;industria&lt;/i&gt;) (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ethics" title="Ethics"&gt;ethics&lt;/a&gt;, opposes &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seven_deadly_sins#Sloth.2FLaziness_.28Latin.2C_pigritia.2Facedia.29" title="Seven deadly sins"&gt;sloth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, Latin &lt;i&gt;acedia&lt;/i&gt;) —&lt;br /&gt;A zealous and careful nature in one's actions and work. Decisive work ethic. Acting energetically without excessive reflection.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kindness" title="Kindness"&gt;Kindness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Latin, &lt;i&gt;patientia&lt;/i&gt;) (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peace" title="Peace"&gt;peace&lt;/a&gt;, opposes &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seven_deadly_sins#Wrath_.28Latin.2C_ira.29" title="Seven deadly sins"&gt;wrath&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, Latin &lt;i&gt;ira&lt;/i&gt;) —&lt;br /&gt;Forbearance and endurance through moderation. Resolving conflicts peacefully, as opposed to resorting to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Violence" title="Violence"&gt;violence&lt;/a&gt;. The ability to forgive; to show &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mercy" title="Mercy"&gt;mercy&lt;/a&gt; to sinners.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patience" title="Patience"&gt;Patience&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Latin, &lt;i&gt;humanitas&lt;/i&gt;) (satisfaction, opposes &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seven_deadly_sins#Envy_.28Latin.2C_invidia.29" title="Seven deadly sins"&gt;envy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, Latin &lt;i&gt;invidia&lt;/i&gt;) —&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charity_%28virtue%29" title="Charity (virtue)"&gt;Charity&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Compassion" title="Compassion"&gt;compassion&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Friendship" title="Friendship"&gt;friendship&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sympathy" title="Sympathy"&gt;sympathy&lt;/a&gt; without &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prejudice" title="Prejudice"&gt;prejudice&lt;/a&gt; and for its own sake.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Humility" title="Humility"&gt;Humility&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Latin, &lt;i&gt;humilitas&lt;/i&gt;) (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Modesty" title="Modesty"&gt;modesty&lt;/a&gt;, opposes &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seven_deadly_sins#Pride.2FHubris_.28Latin.2C_superbia.29" title="Seven deadly sins"&gt;pride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, Latin &lt;i&gt;superbia&lt;/i&gt;) —&lt;br /&gt;Modest behavior, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Selflessness" title="Selflessness"&gt;selflessness&lt;/a&gt;, and the giving of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Respect" title="Respect"&gt;respect&lt;/a&gt;. Giving credit where credit is due; not unfairly glorifying one's own self.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: Wikipedia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-1752780539695727613?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/1752780539695727613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=1752780539695727613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/1752780539695727613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/1752780539695727613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2007/02/holy-virtues.html' title='Holy Virtues'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-5633086664473653138</id><published>2007-02-03T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T09:12:22.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin</title><content type='html'>Sin - Man's tendency to do something wrong. You, me, him, her, your best friend, even that man who's standing behind you trying to strangle your neck does it. It's an every day matter that sometimes it becomes trivial. We can't escape it. In fact, we were even born with it. Almost everything we do is a sin - either by choice or not. Even when you choose to do absolutely nothing, you're committing a sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man's downfall began when Eve was tempted by a serpent to eat the forbidden apple. Adam was too stupid that he followed her and up to now, we still make the same mistakes Adam and Eve made: Eve - who can't seem to be content on what she has goes looking for more, while stupid Adam only follows women and are easily tempted too nonetheless... You see them, modern day Adam and Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very easy to sin. Punch anybody out of anger and you sin. Deny your brother a drink of water and you sin. Think lust about someone and you sin. Do nothing and you sin. Look at yourself with pride and you sin. You could think of countless possibilities to sin. It's wrong but then you still keep on doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin is really a powerful force. It binds us unconsciously to do it's bidding. As for me, It took hold of my life and I was glad to do it and before I knew it, it became my lifestyle. And that is why I am making a commitment. A commitment for God, and a commitment for the sake of saving myself from the fires of hell. I don't care what purpose this commitment serves me. In fact, I don't care if there's any purpose at all. This I just feel like doing, and even though it doesn't feel right, I don't care. Listed below are the Seven capital sins and how it took part of my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luxuria&lt;/span&gt; (Lust)&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gula&lt;/span&gt; (Gluttony)&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Avaritia&lt;/span&gt; (Greed)&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acedia&lt;/span&gt; (Sloth)&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ira&lt;/span&gt; (Wrath)&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Invidia&lt;/span&gt; (Envy)&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Superbia&lt;/span&gt; (Pride)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Luxuria (Lust)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As one may define it, Luxuria or Lust simply means the obsessive or excessive thoughts about sex. Really, at this time and age, rarely is a man (except if you are one of the exceptional few) who does not lust over a woman who's drop dead gorgeous and sexy. Especially in this modern age where sex is commercialized in the industry. Like most men, I have poor control over my hormones and hence... you know what happens. Luxuria has controlled me ever since the day I discovered it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Gula (Gluttony)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Now here's the catch - I love to eat. Chicken Adobo, Afritada, Bicol Express, Chicken Curry, Shrimp Tempura, Sashimi, Sushi. As long as it's a delicacy, I could finish a whole kilo of rice together with any delicacy dish. Gula on the other hand defines itself as the excessive overindulgence of food and drink. But before I didn't think gluttony was a sin. In fact, I've never heard of it's name before. I was a certified glutton back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Avaritia (Greed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Here's a tricky one. Like Luxuria and Gula, Avaritia is also an excess but it focuses more on the acquisition of wealth. To all of the sins, Avaritia is the weakest in me. In fact, it's almost nonexistent in me. Wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Acedia (Sloth)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I've got a lot to tell about this sin, but for the time being, on to the next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Ira (Wrath)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ahh.. Hatred and Anger... I just love them. I just love expressing my anger through violent actions. Sometimes I can't even control myself when I'm angry. In fact, I don't even know myself when I'm angry. I'll let you in a secret. If you want to see me full of anger, hit me in the head, just above it or behind the eyes. If you hit me hard enough, you'll see something and when you look in my eyes, you'll swear you won't see me. Word of caution though, the target of my anger would then be you and you best run if you want to leave with your face intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Invidia (Envy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I really don't know when I'm envious to somebody but when I'm daydreaming about me being well, not being me, then I seriously consider that to be a product of Invidia. It clearly implies that I desire that which I lack that somebody has. Dante couldn't ave said it better: "love of one's own good perverted to a desire to deprive other men of theirs." Unconsciously, I have the tendency to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Superbia (Pride)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ah, The capital sin that controls me - pride. The most powerful sin and probably the root of all other sins. The desire to rise above all others. Lucifer is a great example of the infliction of this sin. It was pride that caused him to fall in the heavens and hence transformed him to Satan. Pretty cool huh? Vanity and narcissism are also considered to be a product of Superbia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think doing sin makes you cool? You think Satan will bring you salvation? You think hell is a cool place? Wait 'till you find out it's punishments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="8"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt; &lt;th style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Punishment in Hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pride" title="Pride"&gt;Pride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Broken on the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Breaking_wheel" title="Breaking wheel"&gt;Wheel&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Envy" title="Envy"&gt;Envy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Placed in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dunking" title="Dunking"&gt;freezing water&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wrath" title="Wrath"&gt;Wrath&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dismemberment" title="Dismemberment"&gt;Dismembered&lt;/a&gt; Alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sloth_%28deadly_sin%29" title="Sloth (deadly sin)"&gt;Sloth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thrown in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Snake_pit" title="Snake pit"&gt;Snake Pits&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greed" title="Greed"&gt;Greed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Put in pots of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boiling_to_death" title="Boiling to death"&gt;boiling oil&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gluttony" title="Gluttony"&gt;Gluttony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Force_feeding" title="Force feeding"&gt;Forced to eat&lt;/a&gt; live rats, toads, lizards and snakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lust" title="Lust"&gt;Lust&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Smothered in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Execution_by_burning" title="Execution by burning"&gt;Fire and Brimstone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Lucifer: Pride&lt;br /&gt;* Mammon: Greed&lt;br /&gt;* Asmodeus: Lust&lt;br /&gt;* Leviathan: Envy&lt;br /&gt;* Beelzebub: Gluttony&lt;br /&gt;* Satan: Wrath&lt;br /&gt;* Belphegor: Sloth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-5633086664473653138?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/5633086664473653138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=5633086664473653138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/5633086664473653138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/5633086664473653138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2007/02/sin-mans-tendency-to-do-something-wrong.html' title='Sin'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-101858124064063214</id><published>2007-01-29T13:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T13:41:11.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss ya...</title><content type='html'>Whew! I sure do miss posting here. After that really slow connection funk, all seems to progress well here in blogger. Concerning the last topic I posted, somehow by some bizarre twist, we now have a broadband connection, as opposed to the past dial-up (which could really affect the way you think). The real bummer lies on our own PC. Having only 128 mb RAM and 833Mgz Processor, my computer experience really is still a slow paced one having a DSL connection and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-101858124064063214?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/101858124064063214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=101858124064063214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/101858124064063214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/101858124064063214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2007/01/miss-ya.html' title='Miss ya...'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-115398669320663336</id><published>2006-07-27T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T15:51:33.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dial-up</title><content type='html'>Hmph... I really wishe I had a broadband connection... you know... using a dial-up connection on a slow computer could really affect the way you think.. it makes you think slower in the real world 'cause you're so used to being slow and the slower the loading speed gets, the more frustrating you get... AARGH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-115398669320663336?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/115398669320663336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=115398669320663336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/115398669320663336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/115398669320663336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2006/07/dial-up.html' title='Dial-up'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-115389074564077425</id><published>2006-07-26T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T13:12:25.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X_x</title><content type='html'>Ok, so what's up with that last post? hmm... dunno exactly. Everytime I make an entry in this blog its as if  something prevents me from saying what I really wanna say. really, it drives me nuts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, for the record I'd like to post in this blog about nothing at all... I's just like to try myself on what I might write if my brain was as empty as a can of Century Tuna...hmm...yummy, come to think of it, damn I'm hungry... hmph,... I always am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I really hope I could borrow a drumset before the acquaintance party in arellano this friday. And I really hope we could jam before all is too late (actually it is a bit too late). Damn, I wish I was skilled in -playing the drums so I couldn't feel any tension and look cool on the day of the gig. piff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover (yeah, I actually thought of a paragraph opener aside from starting it with "anyway")&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I could get a job soon. With all these job opportunities around me I wish I wouldn't run out of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.m..mm.m.m.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and also the title is an emoticon... ehehe...uhmm.. nothing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-115389074564077425?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/115389074564077425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=115389074564077425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/115389074564077425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/115389074564077425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2006/07/xx.html' title='X_x'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-115380849074242719</id><published>2006-07-25T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T14:21:30.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOA!</title><content type='html'>First post in how many months!!! And it's not about any lay out change! whew, this must mean something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I dunno what the heck this post is about despite my efforts of sounding cool and trying to come up with a decent intro to my post. Hmm... how unprofessional... Now where'd I start? oh yeah... well right now I've never been so depressed in my whole life. Last night I was so deep in thought that there came to a point that I thought that I was worthless and let alone meaningless. It was some kind of emotional triptych that losers go in to when they channel their self-pity into anger directed at themselves. Hmph! What am I saying anyway? It's as if I don't have the luxury of somebody to run into. It's as if I were some kinda freak who blames it on to somebody or something whenever things don't go my way. It's as if I've tried hard enough. Hahaha, of course, after all I am who I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... Lame.... Who am I anyway? I'm confused, or should I say, I want to be confused? I dunno. Who really is the real Me? the one who I think I am or the one others think of me? whatever it is, It's lame.  Why? Maybe I'm too dependent on others often I need somebody to tell me how it is when I already knew the answer all along. Maybe because I was born stupid and couldn't do anything right? I dunno. Anyway this depressing thing really tires me. I'd rather think about it alone than to publish it on a lame blog that talks about nothing but layout changes. Why did I post this shit anyway? I dunno... 'cause maybe, just maybe in the back of my mind I thought this was a good thing to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph... lame...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-115380849074242719?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/115380849074242719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=115380849074242719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/115380849074242719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/115380849074242719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2006/07/whoa.html' title='WHOA!'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-114818591145852051</id><published>2006-05-21T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T12:31:51.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gamer Clan</title><content type='html'>Now there's one major topic I should start talking about. Gamer Clan - It's kinda getting crowded here lately, which makes things a little out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gamer Clan - To tell you the truth I actually never did believe in it at first. I thought it was just some kinda ordinary community with a bunch of jumping ducks doing what they please without a trace of guilt or conscience on their body. But well, as time progressed, I became one of those ducks. I in fact learned how to actually relate to those peole whom I never met before. Before I used to push people back and not minding their business as they wouldn't mind mine either. I was so full of my own self-centered world until I met this community. And that's when I realized you need somebody to share your life with - Cliche but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first Eb of Gamer Clan as a group I think was on June 18, 2005 [Saturday @ SM Megamall Foodcourt]. There I met different kinds of people with different tastes and styles. I had fun, I played Drummania (I wasn't even good at it at first), conversed with eccentric people, and all the common stuff that I'm doing today that I never had the chance to do before. This event had such a huge impact on my life that I somehow craved for some more. I got so excited every Saturday that I became so damn lonely without it - the company, the fun, the crazy stuff going on - everthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remembered, I was appointed Administrator of the board. At first I hadn't got a clue what an Admin was. But in time I found out that I was in charge of enforcing moderators of the board, making the rules, in charge of the layout of the board, etc, etc. In short I was like a demi-god of the board. Cool I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so well known for the GC's "hundreth member cleebration". Everytime we increment ourselves by a hundred, we consider it a success and we make it a point to celebrate. This shortly became a GC tradition. If I remember clearly the celebration by chronological order was as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100th member celebration (100th member: unidentified): Ordinary traditional hang-out in the mall.&lt;br /&gt;200th member celebration (200th member: Testament): We had three rounds to cover this event. 1st round: SM North [December 4, 2005] 2nd Round: Glorietta [December 10, 2005] 3rd Round (final): SM Megamall[December 17, 2005]&lt;br /&gt;300th member Celebration (300th member: Jeds): SM Megamall: activity: Ice Skating&lt;br /&gt;400th member Celebration (400th member: unidentified): SM Megamall: activity: Movie Watching - Silent Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, It's been a year too since GC started.Come to think of it, GC has gone quite far considering that we're planing on an anime X gaming convention (crosses fingers). Gamer Clan has gone far despite certain trials of it breaking apart. Some people suddenly even think that there is no hope for it. I, on the other hand, don't know what they're thinking in particular. I don't have the right to dictate to them what to do, let alone what to think because after all, I'm just a "demi-god" in front of a computer but on the outside world, things tend to change and you come to a point where you realize that you're just a speck despite what you do. But no matter what anybody says, I love GC and I'll continue to love it 'cause this is where I belong. I'll never run away from it and never taint it with dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*phew* about time I post something on this blog. And a serious one to boot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-114818591145852051?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/114818591145852051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=114818591145852051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/114818591145852051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/114818591145852051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2006/05/gamer-clan.html' title='Gamer Clan'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-114603494533985508</id><published>2006-04-26T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T15:02:25.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHHshsshs.h.......ssshhs.ss.h.h.h.s.h..s..s.h.sh</title><content type='html'>New layout huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the  last layout seemed to fucked up a lot. First thing, I couldn't get those pictures to resize the way I wanted them to. Next is the inconsistencies of the font sizes.. Next is the chat box -&gt; man every time I put the chatbox code in my template, everything starts to mess up. Anyway I've decided to change it to a more sane layout (although the last layout was more relaxing to the eyes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you notice your browser shake? Yes, my blog does that purposely, so don't get scared and tell your friends you saw something weird and pass it off as some kind of lame urban legend crap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as I've said before, this blog is under construction (forever). I'm currently picking up the pieces I've left. My other saved layouts (which contains the links and the code for my chatbox), is on my beat up old PC of mine. I just can't seem to pull myself together to get those. Anyway, just please bear with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way... I'm not sad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-114603494533985508?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/114603494533985508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=114603494533985508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/114603494533985508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/114603494533985508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2006/04/shhshsshshssshhssshhhshsshsh.html' title='SHHshsshs.h.......ssshhs.ss.h.h.h.s.h..s..s.h.sh'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-114325497635150049</id><published>2006-03-25T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T10:49:36.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Layout... Again</title><content type='html'>Okay, my previous post was about the new layout right? well as you can see right now my mpost is mainly about... well, new layout. Hopefully this new layout will keep me "inspired" to post and to refrain me from changing layouts after layouts. As you can see, my new layout is about four girls who just captured my heart because of their beauty. (oops, did I say four? well the fourth girl is missing. I can't seem to find a picture of her yet..). Yes love is everywhere folks,  it finds you and you can't do anything about it... You may assume that I, right now, am in love right now. Well, actually, I'm always in love... to whom? no idea, never met her yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this day, I'll be going to my friend Louis to go off swimming. exciting day ahead of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; by the way, forgive me if theres any typo.. I'm typing on a broken monitor so I can barely see what I'm typing. Also this blog is under construction so if you notice anything peculiar, please bare with me... also the tag board seems to malfunction a bit. I'll try to fix it ASAP... (yeah right...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope I find my Journal soon... just can't do without it...&lt;br /&gt;Oh by&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-114325497635150049?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/114325497635150049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=114325497635150049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/114325497635150049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/114325497635150049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-layout-again.html' title='New Layout... Again'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-114078791869072981</id><published>2006-02-24T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T21:41:00.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gomen</title><content type='html'>No damn post for the past couple of weeks and now a new layout???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gomen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My band, Summer Rejects haven't been able to rehearse this couple of weeks now... gomen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'm not able to make it in Sean's birthday...gomen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any money... gomen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to top things off, the "thing" I was supposed to do was once again cancelled due to my inappropriate behavior...gomen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAHHHHH!!! someone help me!!! TAISUKETE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I think I'm turning Japanese... gomen)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-114078791869072981?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/114078791869072981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=114078791869072981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/114078791869072981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/114078791869072981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2006/02/gomen.html' title='Gomen'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-113911719275475083</id><published>2006-02-05T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T13:26:32.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mall Camping</title><content type='html'>February 3,2005 - Was a day we would never forget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that was an understatement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feb 3, well, we were supposed to join that animax Pow Wow thing. But to some twisted fate, we were fated not to join... so what? at least we could get to go camping outside of the event (which was at the Dolphin parking area...something like that...). First, we played DM on the nearest mall -&gt; G4. We couldn't see any of that v2 though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there were so many adventures we embarked with my GC friends that it was so many to elaborate... to make a long story short, we slept in front of a mall, laid in moist grass and using our bags as pillows. This is one of the unusual things I've ever done in my life....maybe next time, we get to cook outdoors... and start a bon fire or something...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-113911719275475083?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/113911719275475083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=113911719275475083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/113911719275475083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/113911719275475083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2006/02/mall-camping.html' title='Mall Camping'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-113892865719330426</id><published>2006-02-03T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T09:04:17.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neww Layoutt</title><content type='html'>Heller ye folks!!! checkie myy new layoutt!! Coww haven!! harharhar!!! Enjoy itt here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm upp  fer dat Pow wow challenge dat animax made... hope I win it!!! har har!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-113892865719330426?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/113892865719330426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=113892865719330426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/113892865719330426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/113892865719330426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2006/02/neww-layoutt.html' title='Neww Layoutt'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-113747760414733875</id><published>2006-01-17T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T14:00:04.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new layout</title><content type='html'>Wow... new layout.... well that's cheers for another one! I finally know now how to manipulate objects around here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the lad on the left... nope, dunno him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-113747760414733875?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/113747760414733875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=113747760414733875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/113747760414733875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/113747760414733875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-layout.html' title='new layout'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-113738112134789964</id><published>2006-01-16T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T11:12:01.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Confused and Worried*</title><content type='html'>I'm confused....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and worried....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all day long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet suzie.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-113738112134789964?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/113738112134789964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=113738112134789964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/113738112134789964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/113738112134789964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2006/01/confused-and-worried.html' title='*Confused and Worried*'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-113710954497391461</id><published>2006-01-13T07:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T07:45:44.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the record</title><content type='html'>Wow, I posted on this blog for 2 consecutive days!!! wow... that must mean something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've got nothing to post... right now I'm looking for any info on the band Shaka Labbits (Just love them...) but all I could find are these sites in Japanese... now how am I supposed to understand that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another topic, ISP bonanza SUCKS!!! its just too damn slow!!! that's all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I finally found my missing drumstick which went mysteriously missing for quite some time. Good thing it finally decided to show up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where're you from?&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go?&lt;br /&gt;It must be fate that we met here&lt;br /&gt;When you get lost for no reason&lt;br /&gt;It is your Sixth Sense telling you"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-113710954497391461?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/113710954497391461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=113710954497391461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/113710954497391461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/113710954497391461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2006/01/for-record.html' title='For the record'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-113704867135070030</id><published>2006-01-12T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T14:51:11.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Right now, I'm thinking of a good introduction to start my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... nope... no good... couldn't think of one... Anyway, to make things straightforward, this blog sucks... the layout design... the posts...everything (except for that Blue Water Blue Sky thing...). I've got half a mind on how this blog would look like. Problem is, I wouldn't know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having failed to post something the past couple of weeks, I try to make things up by posting on what actually happened to me during those GREAT (if not, perfect) weeks that have passed by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;December 10, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Gamer Clan's 200 Member Celebration [part 2]&lt;br /&gt;- This event kicked ass!!!This was held at Timezone Glorietta. Testament (Kei) and Dizzy were there. A LOT of GC members were also there! this was a great event..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(fast forward...tamad ako eh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to St. Paul Quezon City (again...) to watch a play (again...). Unfortunately, we arrived late so what we (Me, Mau, Sonar, Jet &amp; Joe) reached was the closing of the curtains. At least, we were able to watch the encore of the show. After that, we hung out on a bench and played "Larong Tanga".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;December 17, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gamer Clan's 200 Member Celebration [final round]&lt;br /&gt;- Held at SM Megamall, this also kicked... On this event, the official food supply of Gamer Clan was conceived: KFC's Chicken Steak!!! This event was one of those memorable moments. I just wished the clan would stay close together. Hiwa-hiwalay kasi sila eh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;December 18, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's strange. I actually paid 100 pesos for the entrance fee of an event called OZINE FEST held at Robinson's Galleria. Nope, this wasn't the first time I paid an entrance fee. What was strange was the feeling of being actually in an event for such a long time. Most events were just for free, but this one... wow... Even though I paid 100 pesos, I could say it was worth it! I hope I could attend more events like this one. I miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;December 20, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UST Paskuhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I didn't expect much of an event here. First, I met up with Dave in Shangri-La Quantum Power Station to play some Drummania V. Then we headed for UST. We first saw Yui, Chesca, and her friend. Then we saw Lezette. Then we began to grow in number. My mama and papa was there, also Waloz, NarenneraN, Markel, Karl, Sionne, Maki, Tin, Tere. We didn't expect this event to be great but boy did we get surprised... Imagine watching fireworks in an open field with your clan right next to you. It was just magnificent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;December 27, 2005 - January 1, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baguio mode... 'nuff said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly became a drummer of a band called Summer Rejects. They had no drummer and I was just sitting my ass lazy, so I decided to become their drummer. We jammed "Ang Ating Araw", "Basket Case", and "When I Come Around". ayus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Whew* what a post... I should get used to this... more POWER to the POWER...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-113704867135070030?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/113704867135070030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=113704867135070030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/113704867135070030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/113704867135070030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-113408614598661420</id><published>2005-12-09T07:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T08:08:22.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worm Hole</title><content type='html'>Ever experienced a situation where you promised yourself that you'll do something when the time comes and when that time actually comes, you find yourself breaking that promise? Well I have, many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those promise is to update this blog regularly. But as fate would have it, I find myself lazying off, lying my lifeless carcass in bed not thinking about anything. Anyway to summarize this (I'm such a fucking sloth), I'd like to make up for it by posting about what's happened to me the past few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;November 29, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up by the sound of the alarm of my cell phone. It was 8am when I woke up. Feeling a little dizzy I decided to plop into my not-so-comfortable bed with cellphone in hand. I woke up at 8:20 and found out that my cell phone was gone. I said what the fuck? How could it disappear from my hand? I started to look for it although I was so sleepy, I thought it was a dream. But to no avail, I declared my cell phone lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurriedly went to St. Paul's College QC to watch a play from a friend.It was the first time I was going to an all girl school by myself. Having no means to contact my friend and since I couldn't enter the shcool without a sort of invitation, I waited in the waiting area of the school. I must say it was embarassing and at the same time a pleasure for me to be there. Embarassing because I was the ONLY male sitting there, a pleasure because from time to time, I could stare at cute college girls.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Let me fast forward a bit...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I finally saw Mau who has a cellphoine and he contacted Mel and he told her to come pick up up at the gate since we couldn't enter the school unless we have some sort of invitation or if we have a student accompany us in. Anyway, we were able to watch the play, forgot to pay, loiter around the campus, and get strange stares from the girls in the school. wow, I must say this is an experience I'll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;December 1,2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strangely, I found my SIM card on our roof. I knew it was mine because when it asked me the PUK code (yes PUK code) I entered tmy PUK code and it worked. Strange... how could it have been on our roof?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;December 3, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More strangely, my sister found my cell phone under the monitor of our PC. I tried looking for it there before but I swear it wasn't there. Strange... well at least I got my cellphone back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;December 4, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the Debut of my friend Mopsy. Before going to her place, I decided to celebrate my b-day bash part 2 right then and there in megamall. I loaded my card with Php700 and started swiping away in the DM machine. A lot of my friends were there. Jet, Ruel&lt; super Mario, Kinori, and even Melski was there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come 3:30, we had to go to SM North to meet my mama Tessa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Fast forward...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The debut was great. I mean, I never expected to be one of the 18 roses in Mopsy's b-day. For me I didn't deserve it, but I'm ever so grateful that she chose me as one of the 18 roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(fast forward...)&lt;br /&gt;we slept at tessa's house. Me, Sonar, Waloz, Lui, Maki, and Dave.. It was fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;December 4, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GC's 200 member celebration round 1 at SM North&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time!!! although there were only a few of us there, we sure had a great time!!! never forget this event!!! You guys rock!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-113408614598661420?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/113408614598661420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=113408614598661420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/113408614598661420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/113408614598661420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2005/12/worm-hole.html' title='Worm Hole'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-113281675649132072</id><published>2005-11-24T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T15:31:01.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nov. 23</title><content type='html'>This day started when I was awakened my mom’s gibberish talk. Having been 21 years existed in this world, I must say that I get used to it once in a while. I may be immune to it. But sometimes I get ticked off when it’s out of place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awoke at exactly 6:27 am. And as I felt drowsy, I plopped back to sleep. I got up at bed at exactly 6:37 and did chores my mom told me to do like, withdraw cash, buy pan de sal, etc etc… My mom was leaving that day to Davao to teach some students there. Later on, I was asked to accompany her to get a cab. Then later, she told me to accompany her to the airport itself. I SMS-ed my friend Aya that we’ll be meeting her in Shangri-La at about 1pm. It’s an hour late from the first agreement which was about 12 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dropped off my mom to the airport, I headed home. I got home at about 10:30am. When I got home, I received an SMS from my friend K.R. , said he was already in Rockwell. THAT EARLY!!! So I decided to get dressed and started to head for Shangri-La where I would meet Aya. I also messaged her that we would be meeting her at about 12pm instead of 1pm. Sonar and I arrived at Shang at about 11:11 am. and decided to play Drummania[DM] and Guitar Freaks[GF] while waiting for Aya. My fingers still hurt so I couldn’t play DM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:10pm, Aya finally arrives. She greeted me and gave me a gift (a yin yang symbol necklace – Thank you Aya!!!). After meeting up with her, we went immediately to Rockwell Power Station….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO ROCKWELL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dreadful journey to Rockwell, we finally arrived here at last. Seeing the place amazed me. My friend Aya would never have said it better. “It’s so unlike megamall”. Yup. You’ll see a mall with only few mortals passing by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to quantum power station and we saw no one there. We decided to session play. I was the bassist, Aya was lead, Sonar was our drummer. While we were playing, my friend KR suddenly appeared and stared distracting me. We remained there about an hour or so, just playing and fooling around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOKYO TOKYO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2pm, we decided to eat. We were deciding on where we would like to eat. We went sight seeing in the process. After 5 minutes of touring Rockwell (yes 5 minutes,) we decided to eat at Tokyo Tokyo. There were only five of us there… Me, Sonar, Aya, K.R. and Noel. The place was quiet as hell. Anyone could hear K.R.’s story about a mile away. We ate but we weren’t able to have dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we ate, we headed back to quantum power station. We saw Glen while we’re headed there. We spent time once again in quantum power station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONIHIME (DEMON PRINCESS)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 P.M. K.R. parted with us ‘cause he’s attending mass with his dad. We remained in Power station for quite some time. I decided to play DM even though my fingers hurt like hell. I was able to play ONIHIME in EXT + auto bass and guess what? I finished the damn song… though my fingers started to get numb…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PICTURES ANYONE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we decided to walk around Rockwell a bit. We first stopped at fully booked. We had a great time there even though it was only full of books. We went to the movie house next, and we tripped on Chicken Little’s picture. We walked a few more and Glen spotted a fire exit hallway – good for picture taking. We decided to explore this fire exit pathway and take pictures of ourselves on Glen’s Camera. We were like fools for sometime. Then suddenly, Noel noticed that there was a surveillance camera sticking out. We didn’t know the first place, so we’re like ¼ embarrassed, ¾ amused at our stupidity. We had fun nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KARAOKE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to power station again, and we decided to take pictures there. Noel suddenly spotted this karaoke room where we could rest. We didn’t expect that we will be actually singing later on. Ruel arrived later. We sang Sailing Day by Bump Of Chicken and 1/3 no junjou na kanjou. Marc later arrived and told us to transfer to the next karaoke room because that’s the room where the machine gives you free songs every time you get a score of 95 and above. This is where we spent the remaining time of the day. Deevs arrived followed by Erika. We all sang to our heart’s content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO MRT GUADALUPE STATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7pm. Aya was messaged by her dad saying she had to go home. I dropped her off at MRT Guadalupe station together with Noel who picked up an unused cigarette lying in front of Rockwell. We arrived at MRT Guadalupe Station and there we parted ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BACK TO ROCKWELL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rode a jeepney bound to Rockwell from Guadalupe. I used my student status to get a discount, one of which I haven’t used for a while. Back in Rockwell, they were still having fun. Some played DM, others played GF, while we sang in the karaoke room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KFC (WHAT A CAT YOU ARE)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 8:30, we decided to eat at KFC’s. Kezia started to make fun of me by saying “hi Roy” every time I start to speak. We talked about the programs Jack TV airs. We all laughed the hell out of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WALKING BOYS AND A NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Around 9 p.m., Ate Erika (haha!) parted ways with us. We all decided to walk from Rockwell to Guadalupe MRT station. That’s what I call quality time with friends. Along the way Kezia called for a cab and out of nowhere, this jackass cat hid under the cab Kezia was riding on. When the cab started to move, the cat panicked. We were waiting for a road kill but it escaped on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAREWELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;After that, we started to part ways. When we got to Guadalupe Edsa, Glen said goodbye and parted ways. We rode an MRT bound Shaw. When we reached Shaw station, we parted ways with Deevs. We rode a jeepney bound Pasig. Marc was the first to get of on Pineda. We rode a tricycle and Ruel got off and parted ways. Sonar and I went home. And that’s how this great day ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day would never have been great if it weren’t for the people involved here. Lots of love to you guys!!! Thank you!!! you made my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-113281675649132072?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/113281675649132072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=113281675649132072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/113281675649132072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/113281675649132072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2005/11/nov-23_24.html' title='Nov. 23'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-113013266048969702</id><published>2005-10-24T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T15:59:44.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ideal Job</title><content type='html'>Whew!!! I've become very lazy nowadays, and look what I'm about to post, It's a stupid Job predictor where you input your name and the software predicts what ideal job you should be taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lokk at what it gave me whan I typed "Richard Christian Latorre Regala"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Richard Christian Latorre Regala, Your ideal job is a Lumberjack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow not bad, at least you've got someone to blame when we get struck by those flashfloods...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I tried to input my preffered name and guess what it said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roy Richard DeLeon Del Sol, Your ideal job is a porn director.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Edit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops!!  forgot to post the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jobpredictor.com/"&gt;Job Predictor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's your ideal job?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-113013266048969702?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/113013266048969702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=113013266048969702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/113013266048969702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/113013266048969702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2005/10/ideal-job.html' title='The Ideal Job'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-112684370110683493</id><published>2005-09-16T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T12:08:21.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One piece character personality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/sylphiel32/quizzes/What"&gt;&lt;img alt="nico" src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/sylphiel32/1044494184_t-nico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's Your One Piece Doujinshi Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are: Nico-type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are stylish and smooth with an air of exotic mystery. You are like the Thai or Moroccan cafe on a block of Burger Kings. You are the tigerlily in a field of daisies. You are the black suede duster on a rack of cheap windbreakers. You are the wasabi in the sushi bar of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chances are, you already know this. Chances are, you are already very aware of your seductive and sensual powers. Chances are, you are already planning on who to use them on next, at this very minute. To revisit the food theme, you see life as a buffet and you'd like to try a little of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, you are alos a little like Burger King, you like things "your way". Luckily, you are very creative and spontaneous, and therefore not a soul would object, as whatever you have planned is bound to be incredibly fun. And pleasurable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are naturally drawn to your magnetism. They may be confused by your outward quiet appearance, at times, but in essence, people know automatically that they want to be with you. And what's more, you can decide easily whether or not it will work out, because you are incredibly intuitive and clued in to yourself and what you want and what you don't care for. You are an observer, a good judge of character. You easily see people for exactly who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to love, you need someone who can keep up with you, mentally, and physically. You aren't very emotional, but who knows? The right person, one whom you respect and understand, and one who can keep pace with your appetite for life, just might be able to tap into the well of emotion and passion that you keep hidden so skillfully from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with: This is tough to say, as you could be compatible with many types. A Sanji-type would flounder around all over for you and definitely keep up with your sexual appetite, but may fall short mentally. You need someone you can play mind games with, who isn't overly sensitive. You're not out to break hearts. A cerebral Nami-type, so hard for others to get close to, just might give in to you. Zoro-type, with their typical controlled passion, would make a good compliment for you and would be sure to keep things hot and steamy. Advice: Make a few new friends each day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-112684370110683493?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/112684370110683493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=112684370110683493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/112684370110683493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/112684370110683493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2005/09/one-piece-character-personality.html' title='One piece character personality'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-112673278803908119</id><published>2005-09-15T05:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T05:19:48.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Rock And Roll All Day Long...</title><content type='html'>Wow ang galing ko palang mag design ng blog... nagawan ko ng may music sa back ground.... iba na talaga pag nakikidnap ka ng mga aliens at dinadala ka sa Laguna... kahit saang aspeto gumagaling ako... salamat mga aliens!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-112673278803908119?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/112673278803908119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=112673278803908119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/112673278803908119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/112673278803908119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-rock-and-roll-all-day-long.html' title='I Rock And Roll All Day Long...'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-112672628830715082</id><published>2005-09-15T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T03:31:28.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accomplishments</title><content type='html'>Basta marami akong na accomplish na mga Drummania songs... kaka aliw kasi natapos ko yung Onihime basic Manual... madali lang pala... nakaka intimidate lang kasi yung song kasi yung extreme niya level 99 eh. Yun.. basta ang saya.. parang tuloy tuloy yung pag asenso... sarap ng pakiramdam!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next target:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga Model ni Mutsuhiko Izumi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta yun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos yung isang song ni Hirofumi Sasaki na ni minsan hindi ko pa na-clear kahit isang beses miski yung basic na naka auto bass... yung "Children's Sketchbook". I'll get you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-112672628830715082?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/112672628830715082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=112672628830715082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/112672628830715082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/112672628830715082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2005/09/accomplishments.html' title='Accomplishments'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-112616456940856166</id><published>2005-09-08T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T15:34:36.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barriers</title><content type='html'>I've never writen anything like this. This is what I've posted on a certain topic in Gamer Can. I could simply not believe that I wrote something like this. Anyway, read on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This topic is about the various levels on discerning what is love from infatuation... It's kina like a draft though... expect some changes soom, maybe even find a hard bound copy of it (asa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Level 1: Attraction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything begins here. Every physical aspect of the person you admire from the way she looks to the way she speaks contribute to leading yourself to one thing: "crush ko 'to". Anyways, You begin to accept her peculiarities... "so what if her nose looks so small? So what if her armpits are dark? She's still cute" you say. You begin to accept her physical self nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Level 2: The Inner self: Phase 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You begin to catch her attitude. After you get past level one, you begin to think about her for a while. Day in and day out she is what you think about. You tell her to your friends, you talk about her. Though unconsciously, your attitudes, behaviour and actions tell that you are feeling for her... And by the way, you have accepted her by who she is... You befriended her friends, you made your way through her circle of friends. And all of her freinds tell you that she's a great person. You immediately agree so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This must be love" you discern. But how exactly will you be sure? One way of finding out and thus we proceed to level 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Level 3: The inner self: Phase 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will you know her more? You think of silly things like rescuing her from a near to death situation, helping her out in her most desperate times, getting her drunk, and you even go as far as sleeping with her (although not at the same bed). During her dark times you get to know a person... and if you play your cards right, she might open up to you, and if she does, if she confides to you in private, and she tells you secrets that only you know, then consider yourself lucky. In this critical stage You should start being yourself in case you've merely showed only a facade of yourself. Also in this stage you begin to accept her imperfections. What you've percieved as your "lovely maiden" may not be so lovely if you find out something nasty about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, if you go past this level, you can say that you're definitely in love. You begin to accpet her for who she is and you are ready to make the ultimate sacrifice for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note: I got as far as this level. there was this girl who I trully loved. I got as far as knowing her friends, I got to know how her bestfriend was, I knew her parents, and I also saw her sleep quietly in bed. It was a sight that took my breath away (wala akong ginawa dun na masama...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there is this one level that's left. After you've discerned her from the rest of the girls and she passed your levels of "barriers". there is one special barrier that needs to be broken. What makes it special is because instead of her breaking tha barrier, It is you who should exert the effort to break this barrier. The last one is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Level 4: Getting her to like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she met all of your standards. You've accepted her physically. You get to know her friends, you accepted her for who she was. Now, the biggest question that defines your future will be:"Will she like me for who I am?". You court her, buy her some gifts, spend time with her... the process of "panliligaw" takes a long process before she finally says "yes". Well, I can't say much about this topic since I have no experience whatsoever in this field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why you should consider yourself lucky if you're being loved by the one you love. And as the old adage goes: "Love should be the union of hearts. It can't go on when one of it runs out of love.".. or something like that...There... that's what I call the "Radius barriers". Although it only focuses on "while getting a relationship" and not "what to do when you get there." But nonetheless, you have accepted her on who she is and what she looks like... and if you're lucky, she accepts you the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, there are a few couples to get to live it out "happily ever after" because most couples get hungry of "love" that they discern "infatuation" from "love". They take shortcuts and don't think carefully, that's why we end up on broken families like mine. So if your parents are still together, pat them on the back because throguh all of these times, they still stood by each other no matter what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belong to a broken family so I deeply appreciate couples who are toghether through the times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for listening to my boring story&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-112616456940856166?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/112616456940856166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=112616456940856166' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/112616456940856166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/112616456940856166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2005/09/barriers.html' title='Barriers'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15730668.post-112485240114802332</id><published>2005-08-24T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T04:48:29.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st Post....</title><content type='html'>Yehey!!! sa wakas may Blog na rin ako!!! ehehehe nakiki uso lang ako sa mga peeps ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, ano kaya masulat dito??? ah...yun.. My name is Richard Christian Regala y Latorre. Tawagin niyo na lang akong "Roy" o di kaya "Regs". Ipinanganak ako noong November 23, 1984 sa Cardinal Santos, San Juan city!!! wwwooooowww!!!! Pinag lihi ako sa pusa kaya madali akong mapaso at mataas akong tumalon pero di kagaya ng mga pusa na nag-lalanding sa paa, nag lalanding ako sa ulo ko... uh... dati daw nung baby ako, kinalmot ako ng pusa kasi nag seselos daw siya sa akin... pet kasi yun ng mommy ko eh... bahala siya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag hiwalay ang mommy at daddy ko nung nakatalikod pa ako sa kanila.. nung namalayan ko na lang, maraming aso sa paligid ko... nasa St. Ignatius village yon. tapos may dumating na lalaki na ewan ko kung sino... di ko alam, siya na pala yung magiging step father ko at ang taong magpapahirap sa buhay namin... malas kasi siya eh... kahit anung pasukin na trabaho nun, bumabagsak. Ayoko sa kanya... buwisit!!! nung limang taong gulang ako, ipinanganak ang aking kapatid na babae na nag ngangalang Karla Patricia Latorre y Daradal. tapos...hindi ko na maalala yung kasunod... ang alam ko lang, palipat lipat kami ng tirahan, nagkaroon ako ng apat na kapatid, palipat lipat ako ng tirahan, sa tunay kong tatay at sa mommy ko... at ang masasabi ko niyan, isa akong "nomad". Sa kakalipat ko ng bahay at ng ibang setting, nawalan ako ng sariling outlook sa buhay... kung baga, wala na akong sariling opinyon, gawa ito ng palipatlipat ng lugar at marahil ng kultura.... kaya kahit anong bagay na dumating, gaano man kasakit ko kasama, para sa akin, ok lang yun... sus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aahh... eto nga pala yung School history ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prep : God's Little Children&lt;br /&gt;Grade1 - 2 : Holy Angels Montessori School (HAMS)&lt;br /&gt;Grade 3 - 5: St. Joseph Educational Center (SJEC)&lt;br /&gt;Grade 6 - 4th yr HS : Lourdes School Of Mandaluyong (LSM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dati, mahilig ako sa mga boybands tulad ng backstreet boys at yung mga spice girls. Dati tanga pa ako nun eh... hilig kong mag sasasayaw ekk ekk.... puta, kungmakita ko lang yung dati kong sarili, marahil binugbog ko na yun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, mahilig ako sa mga rock music... basta kahit ano na maganda sa tenga ko... Ayoko ng Linkin Park at ng Lim Biskit kasi nakukupalan ako sa mga tugtog nung mga yon... masyado silang feeling... yung Korn, dati gusto ko sila pero yung tugtog nila ngayon, mukha silang ewan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May banda mga pala ako... basta yun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahilig ako sa Drummania... June 25, 2005 ako nagsimula... at ang masasabi ko sa sarili ko... masyasdo akong bano... buti pa yung Guitar Freaks, una kong sabak diyan nung August 9, 2005. Lahat S!!1 nyahahaha!! per ayoko nun... masyadong madali... buti pa yung drummania... kahit nag mumukha akong tanga, masaya pa rin laruin... Mahilig din ako sda Tekken. Sino gusto ng challenge? Pero isang character lang yung master ko dun eh... si Mokujin ehehehehhehehehe!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh... ano paba....??? ah.. yung schedule ko nga pala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuwing Mondays and Fridays, pasok ko mga 4:30 p.m. at uwian ko mga 8:30 na. Di ko na naaabutan yung mga malls na bukas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuwing Tuesdays naman at Thursday,wala akong pasok. Kaya nasa bahay lang ako, pero sa panahong ito, may gig kasi kami eh, kaya sa bahay ni KR na lang kami nag jajam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuwing Wednesdays naman, pasok ko mga 4:30 pm. Uwian 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuwing Sabado, 9am - 6pm yung klase ko, isang subject lang yun... At tuwing sabado, may EB ang GC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuwing Linggo naman, wala din akong pasok... minsan kung topakin ako, pumupunta ako sa SM NORTH. un lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung gusto niyo akong yayain, yung cel no ko. 09159325107&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos yung ano...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15730668-112485240114802332?l=regzroy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/feeds/112485240114802332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15730668&amp;postID=112485240114802332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/112485240114802332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15730668/posts/default/112485240114802332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regzroy.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-1st-post.html' title='My 1st Post....'/><author><name>Radius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16578266306988261692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/RegzRoy/FureurDragon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
