<?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-6639217978470916093</id><updated>2012-02-03T09:48:24.227+08:00</updated><category term='i&apos;m just pretending'/><category term='i tried to capture your image with my eyes but you nv once turn back to look at me'/><category term='my dear and i still love you'/><category term='you call me a stranger; you say i&apos;m a danger.'/><title type='text'>Keeping faith</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>654</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-794589871199809491</id><published>2011-12-31T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T23:01:15.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the last post of 2011. Thought I'll blogged about something happy but oh well, shit happens all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I had no resolutions. I only wanted 2011 to be better. Guess what? It sucked. It's the same ending again. It's all about losing people around me. Which I can totally foresee it to happen again at the end of 2012. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So resolution for 2012 is to be materialistic! Just to earn money and more money! I would rather cry in an Audi than to cry on a bicycle. True isn't it? Embracing the New year with a broken heart and countless sinking ships. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hurting me a lot, a fucking hell lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year in advanced to my readers! x &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-794589871199809491?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/794589871199809491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=794589871199809491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/794589871199809491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/794589871199809491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-hurting-me-lot-fucking-hell-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-2862631776997304983</id><published>2011-12-30T02:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T02:18:46.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mastering the art of acting nonchalant. However, the more I wanna act nonchalant, the more I give myself away that it is actually bothering me so much. Crying is so weak even when they say it's just a sign that you've been holding on for too long. To me, it's just plain weakness. I hate tears streaming down my face and I can do nuts about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like no one is here for you even when they say that they are. But little did they know, they are the cause of your tears. I know things aren't gonna work out so easily this time round. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in this kind of situation twice, fucking twice. Am I that stupid to repeat the same mistake that I do not know what it is, twice? Or are we just meant to sink? It's like I'm born to lose my entire life. Even the simplest things in life like losing a pair of keys, losing my wallet to losing people that I love most, losing grip of everything that I held tightly to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being just a plain jane to everyone. Even when I walk away, nobody would even noticed that I'm not there. Pathetic isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention that I failed my BTT by just one mark? Yeah, this sums up my day. Have a good weekend ahead to whoever that is reading! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-2862631776997304983?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/2862631776997304983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=2862631776997304983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2862631776997304983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2862631776997304983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/12/mastering-art-of-acting-nonchalant.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-1231863479699618585</id><published>2011-12-26T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T13:59:38.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“ It's like you're screaming and no one can hear. You almost feel ashamed that someone can be that important that without them you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you, and when it's over and it's gone, you almost wish you could have all the bad stuff back. So you could have the good.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's better to burn out than to fade away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-1231863479699618585?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/1231863479699618585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=1231863479699618585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1231863479699618585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1231863479699618585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-like-youre-screaming-and-no-one-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-783179421084881871</id><published>2011-12-04T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T17:31:16.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/9d64574a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ civics' Starbucks right now. Just chilling while Tng is studying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many memories went through my mind. I know it's pointless to say all these. You must have found it so absurd. I'm sitting at the exact same spot, exact same seat, coincidentally. I kinda figured out that's what best friends do. Waiting for another to finish their work even when it means staring right into space. That's what I'm doing now. Just like how you did about more than a year ago. Just that it's a different companion this time round and we've switched roles. Kinda miss those times quite terribly. Those were the best days of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#nowplaying— 'The one that got away' &lt;br /&gt;“ All these money can't buy me a time machine. Can't replace you with a million rings. I shouldn't have told you what you meant to me. Cause now I pay the price.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/b2c975a3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week ahead everyone! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-783179421084881871?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/783179421084881871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=783179421084881871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/783179421084881871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/783179421084881871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/12/civics-starbucks-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-5939116417748466624</id><published>2011-11-19T02:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T14:18:40.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know the feeling when you sense yourself changing? The period when every little thing makes you mad. Where every word that came out from someone sounds so sarcastic to you, whether they mean it or not. How well you used to take those jokes or casual remarks and now all that you sensed is people picking on you. The feeling when you know you're changing but have no control over it at all. Nobody needs you and you're probably just a nuisance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I'm going through right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know they've not changed a single bit but instead, I did. It just happens that everything is so offensive to me and I take it too seriously. No, I don't wanna lose another best friend but I can't stop myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-5939116417748466624?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/5939116417748466624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=5939116417748466624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/5939116417748466624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/5939116417748466624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-know-feeling-when-you-sense.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-4458662901536743079</id><published>2011-11-16T19:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T19:11:58.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;What the fuckery&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-4458662901536743079?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4458662901536743079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=4458662901536743079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4458662901536743079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4458662901536743079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-fuckery.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-4984410204234196830</id><published>2011-11-15T20:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T21:33:02.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;We used to talk about our future like we had a clue&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/2ffa8cb6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Can I say today's a rather bad day? Even though I did nothing much the entire day but yeah, it's just a bad day because I think I'm having pms. I think a small dust particle has the ability of causing me to lose my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It probably didn't mattered. Perhaps I was too sensitive. But fuck yeah, that's me. I am sensitive and paranoid. I would say I'm over-paranoid all the time. Sometimes I think I don't deserve all the treatment that I get. Maybe I just can't fit in. Yes, I think I can't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been thinking for quite awhile. I need to spend some time alone. Now I'm having those thoughts that I had last year in November. I wanted to drift away from everyone that I knew for as long as I can. I need to clear my mind, have a break or whatever you say.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I miss those good old days when I don't have to worry about such issues, until last year. Good things don't ever last and that's for sure. I hate how I'm feeling now, really. It's always inferior, not good enough. Yeah, probably not good enough for anyone, always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-4984410204234196830?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4984410204234196830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=4984410204234196830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4984410204234196830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4984410204234196830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/11/we-used-to-talk-about-our-future-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-296689083643425971</id><published>2011-11-15T01:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T01:41:06.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Let me out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;Officially free from books and notes. I almost could not contain my excitement (even though this is the second time) in the examination hall when the invigilator said, 'Pens down, time's up.' I was so happy and glad even though the paper sucked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mum came to fetch me from school which saved me the hassle from walking all the way to the bus stop. We went to have lunch at Sakae Sushi. Love spending quality time with her. Finally, when I got to crash in my bed in the evening.. I couldn't sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, past midnight. I'm tired but yes, I can't sleep at all. I'm starting to think about what I'm gna do from tomorrow onward. So sick of the mundane life I'm leading. I need a vacation but money does not fall from the sky. I have to start working and saving. Moreover, finding myself a vacation partner is so hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh well, reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-296689083643425971?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/296689083643425971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=296689083643425971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/296689083643425971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/296689083643425971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/11/let-me-out-officially-free-from-books.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-7334000192013502311</id><published>2011-11-13T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T22:32:59.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so sick and tired. You know that kind of tired that no amount of sleep can suffice. I just feel so bloody tired everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes all I wanna do is to just lay in bed all day without even moving a single muscle of mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people always take things for granted? I'm only remembered when they need something from me. It's always like that. And once I am of no use to them, they'll forget about me. Why is everyone the same? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-7334000192013502311?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7334000192013502311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=7334000192013502311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7334000192013502311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7334000192013502311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-so-sick-and-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-302116648956563102</id><published>2011-11-13T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T16:28:38.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is the definition of friends? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A question that'll take me a lifetime to answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Yl-atO-39OA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;We had the best years of our lives&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;But you and I would never be the same&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;September took me by surprise&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I was left to watch the seasons change&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I´d never thought this could ever end&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I´d never thought I´d lose my bestfriend&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everything is different now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can we stop the world from turning&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-302116648956563102?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/302116648956563102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=302116648956563102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/302116648956563102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/302116648956563102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-is-definition-of-friends-questions.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Yl-atO-39OA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-4899336178369816977</id><published>2011-11-12T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T20:19:05.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" And the days went by like paper in the wind.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Everything changed, then changed again. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's hard to find a friend. It's hard to find a friend.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/93741777.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/85f02a21.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/87e08d3b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taken @ Yishun Dam last night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-4899336178369816977?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4899336178369816977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=4899336178369816977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4899336178369816977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4899336178369816977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/11/and-days-went-by-like-paper-in-wind.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-5427286890656520094</id><published>2011-11-10T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T23:55:37.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/b63a9ca2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baked Oreo Cheesecake in the afternoon! Haven't baked for so long. It felt kinda weird but looking at the end product it feels so good! Love the sense of satisfaction~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Care to have one? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-5427286890656520094?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/5427286890656520094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=5427286890656520094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/5427286890656520094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/5427286890656520094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/11/baked-oreo-cheesecake-in-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-3171039571175791702</id><published>2011-11-09T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T17:22:33.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vroom Vroom~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/87f998ca.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to register for BTT with Mel today! *&lt;i&gt;VROOOOOOM&lt;/i&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People often say that women are disasters when they are driving on the road. It can't be that hard right? I hope I wouldn't be one of the disasters! I am so stoked and nervous at the same time. I am enrolling to the school even though it's slightly more expensive. I'm so glad that Dad's willing to sponsor me for it. So excited for practical already when I have not even pass my BTT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Btw, I'm having my last paper on the 14th! Then, I will be officially freed from all the misery! Starting to plan my months ahead. I want to look for a job! Don't really feel like going back to my previous employer. It's all about gaining experience right! I wanna try an office job this time round, preferably. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And, yay! This is my first step of reviving my blog. I hope I'd be able to update a short post every one or two days. Haven't been blogging for so long and I wonder if anyone's still here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drop me a comment! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-3171039571175791702?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/3171039571175791702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=3171039571175791702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/3171039571175791702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/3171039571175791702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/11/vroom-vroom-good-day-went-to-register.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-1898381766451423743</id><published>2011-11-09T00:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T00:30:17.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Left to watch the seasons change&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/eef00d1c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Hello. I'm back to revive this dead blog of mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything is different now. I sleep and eat more than before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to mention, putting on weight every single day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What to do? I can only make myself feel satisfied when I eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't been baking for months and I kinda miss baking but feel so lazy at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really wanna blog about my Taiwan trip but then I'm so lazy again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe when I really feel like it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually I don't know what to type. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling kinda down today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a dream.. A dream that I don't want it to be true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this fate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I'll be blogging more often and not neglect this space anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-1898381766451423743?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/1898381766451423743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=1898381766451423743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1898381766451423743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1898381766451423743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/11/left-to-watch-seasons-change-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-6110589580167380443</id><published>2011-10-19T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T01:17:08.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/30464700.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you girls for the surprise. It meant alot to me. Thank you for all the hard work in planning this surprise. I've so much thank you(s) in my head now. Thank you all for being there for me, for not giving up on me even when I give up on myself. Thank you for all the happy times we've spent. Love you girls so so much. I wouldn't be here today without you girls. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my birthday and so it's been a year since last year. Still the same wish but I know it wouldn't come true. Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, happy birthday to myself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-6110589580167380443?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/6110589580167380443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=6110589580167380443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/6110589580167380443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/6110589580167380443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/10/thank-you-girls-for-surprise.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-4880581529675488245</id><published>2011-08-16T06:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T06:32:17.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What could I have said? I thought at least we're 'kinda' on talking terms. I was expecting at least.. a smile? Oh well, disappointing night. Learnt a harsh truth today- Some things will never be the same, ever again. So damn true. We'll never be the same again. No matter how badly I want it to be. I'm just upset because I thought I've gotten over it. Then... it came crashing on me all over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, just need to rant it here before I turn in. I bet nobody's reading my blog cause I haven't  update it since forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-4880581529675488245?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4880581529675488245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=4880581529675488245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4880581529675488245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4880581529675488245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-could-i-have-said-i-thought-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-6492675745348961425</id><published>2011-07-14T13:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T13:27:57.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/c34118a0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want us to be happy and things to get better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-6492675745348961425?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/6492675745348961425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=6492675745348961425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/6492675745348961425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/6492675745348961425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-just-want-us-to-be-happy-and-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-2633309420822892979</id><published>2011-06-29T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T13:10:19.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just typed out a whole chunk of questions and feelings that I'm actually questioning myself but backspaced them all because I was afraid that I would be judged and penalized. I'm feeling really down and I do not know why I've landed myself in this state. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-2633309420822892979?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/2633309420822892979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=2633309420822892979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2633309420822892979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2633309420822892979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-just-typed-out-whole-chunk-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-730399396722037161</id><published>2011-06-24T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T23:50:18.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm about to lose my mind, you've been gone for so long, I'm running out of time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/99a17002.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate making decisions. Because making decisions meant being responsible for whatsoever results in future. All my life, I've never been more than a failure in making decisions. I just hope I wouldn't be making a wrong choice. Real or not, true or not, I don't know. Let time prove everything. Ok, but I'm still feeling very fickle-minded and insecure about almost the whole idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I spent my day watching tv, surfing the net and whatsapping with Tng. That idiot sure know how to make me laugh to myself all the time without fail. Chatting with her on MSN now and constantly laughing to myself. I'm so glad to have her around to brighten up my day. Thanks ah tng! I know you'll come and read cause you always like to stalk me. Hehe. I miss my sisters, Belle, Mali and Tng! I have yet to meet them for weeks I think. Would love to spend some quality time with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave this blog to rot till I have something more interesting to update or when I bake something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-730399396722037161?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/730399396722037161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=730399396722037161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/730399396722037161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/730399396722037161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-about-to-lose-my-mind-youve-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-7538551870670785050</id><published>2011-06-02T19:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T20:01:31.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Rw-AGq_e-Hc" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" I miss it too and I miss the songs we knew.&lt;br /&gt;And if I could go back,I'd do it all again.&lt;br /&gt;It was the best I ever had"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-7538551870670785050?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7538551870670785050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=7538551870670785050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7538551870670785050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7538551870670785050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-miss-it-too-and-i-miss-songs-we-knew.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Rw-AGq_e-Hc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-6231504662993279118</id><published>2011-05-31T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T15:33:29.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes you just wished that certain people never came into your life. &lt;br /&gt;And sometimes you wished that they never left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes holding on seems so much easier than giving up.&lt;br /&gt;But either way, it hurts as bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never, never really knew what we wanted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-6231504662993279118?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/6231504662993279118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=6231504662993279118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/6231504662993279118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/6231504662993279118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/05/sometimes-you-just-wished-that-certain.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-2461468119754372800</id><published>2011-05-22T16:23:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T16:42:21.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zhong Ren's Farewell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned a night picnic @ Marina Barrage on 20th May. I was so glad that many of them turned up. It was probably the best night of 2011 for me. All the smiling faces and laughters was definitely something I had missed for so long. I hope everyone had as much fun as I did! We'll surely meet again someday for something like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/b17f651e.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/8c51c762.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/abe63fc2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/ca0ec254.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best study mates for O's last year, xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/c77c4f9d.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Secondary Schoolmates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/098277f0.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last but not least, the main lead for the entire outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/227733f3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm so gna miss this idiot.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you all the best for your studies!&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever forget us okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-2461468119754372800?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/2461468119754372800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=2461468119754372800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2461468119754372800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2461468119754372800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/05/zhong-rens-farewell-planned-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-5282045183840509816</id><published>2011-05-06T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T09:33:41.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ Here's the deal. If you don't wanna be my friend, I'll leave and give you your space. If you want to forget about me, I'll make sure that I'll allow you to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But remember this, you'll always be a friend of mine whether you want it to be like that or not. And I will still be there whenever you need me, and whenever you do not. And remember, each day I'm forgotten, will be another day where you should know that someone is believing in and thinking of you still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said forever and I meant forever.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-5282045183840509816?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/5282045183840509816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=5282045183840509816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/5282045183840509816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/5282045183840509816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/05/heres-deal.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-1486640541821839252</id><published>2011-05-03T23:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T01:59:27.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Chocolate Biscoff Cheesecake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was browsing through some bakery blog that @kissabelle left in my iPhone browser. I swear I couldn't take my eyes off that blog. Simply amazing and will definitely make your jaw drop. I think I'm a little exaggerating but it is really fantastic! So I came across a recipe, Chocolate Biscoff Cheesecake! I'm not a fan of cheesecake since forever. I only started baking my first cheesecake last year and I admit, it was not that bad. Still, I'm not a fan of cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not the point because I ended up baking one. No, actually two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to warn you, if you're reading this post in the middle of the night, please be ready to go to bed with your stomach grumbling all the way till morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/6d6ac810.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/659115fb.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/261d899b.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/5f1ea32c.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please pardon my chipped off nails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How I wished that I have an extra pair of hands so I could have taken pictures of the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of my friends asked me to take up courses related to bakery and culinary, I would love to. However, I have one worry. To me, baking is a hobby, something I'd love to do. No doubt, the sense of achievement is indeed very satisfying when your end product is successful. But I'm afraid that if I were to go in depth, I would have lost my interest. Besides, I'm still stuck with O's. What do all of you think? Leave me a comment, I would appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry if you're hungry now. I've warned you.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good night to whoever that is still reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-1486640541821839252?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/1486640541821839252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=1486640541821839252' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1486640541821839252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1486640541821839252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/05/chocolate-biscoff-cheesecake-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-7903820830168430831</id><published>2011-04-27T14:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T15:24:07.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/9ede8f08.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;" When you burst out crying alone in your room and realized that no one truly knows how unhappy you are because you don't want anyone to know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth to be told, I'm amazed. So amazed by how I got through all the shitty days and that I'm actually still fucking alive. No no, I'm not trying to say that I'm standing strong. But I guess we all just got to learn to get used to certain things. Things like, how we don't have a time machine, how you longed for someone to be back by your side, or whatever. We always hope even though deep down we know that none of it is ever gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hope&lt;/b&gt; is the belief in a positive outcome related to events and circumstances&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Circumstances"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in  one's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have you ever thought about false hopes? It's not wrong to be positive. But all the false hopes that we are giving ourselves is eating us up. It's hurting us more than we ever know. We always thought that it's the other party that is hurting us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually, we are the ones hurting ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't know what is my point of saying all these. Despite me knowing all these, I still continue hoping.. Ironic isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to think about for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I find this song really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SLJqJ6BDPnQ" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" And I wish that you could give me a cold shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I wish that you could still give me a hard time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wish I could still wish it was over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But even if wishing is a waste of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even if I never crossed your mind"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-7903820830168430831?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7903820830168430831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=7903820830168430831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7903820830168430831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7903820830168430831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-you-burst-out-crying-alone-in-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/SLJqJ6BDPnQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-6942230800034439145</id><published>2011-04-19T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T20:34:09.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lose my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/63c7e0e0.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;" Life is fucked, so are we."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is definitely a bad day for me. I think I'm the only one in the world who doesn't wake up when twelve alarms are consecutively ringing. Thus, I woke up late and after I had a shower, I decided to just give Chemistry class a miss. What I did the entire day was merely lying on the couch, eating and watching the tv. I always feel terrible for waking up late but I really can't be bothered. Ironic? I feel terrible yet I don't bother to do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why people always come to me when they are lonely or only when they have a favor to ask. So hard to find people whom genuinely want to be friends and not using me or get close to me because they have a motive. Like I always say, I can count my friends with just five fingers. Trying to make sure I don't lose another due to my selfishness again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/f1137b35.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for people like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-6942230800034439145?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/6942230800034439145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=6942230800034439145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/6942230800034439145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/6942230800034439145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/04/lose-my-mind-life-is-fucked-so-are-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-4159451272345357218</id><published>2011-04-09T01:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T02:23:21.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dreams, do they ever come true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/62f2a910.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to blog because it's another sleepless night. Let's talk about school. I'm still not used to the environment. It irks me whenever my classmates (not all of them) laugh/ speak loudly. They laugh at every joke, even when it's not funny. Reminds me so much of the times I had in CSS 5N1'10. I couldn't even be bothered to speak to most of my classmates and I guess they don't even dare to speak to me.  It still sort of kills me a little to know that poly is starting soon for some of my friends, whereas I'm still stuck here with freaking O's. The hunch of knowing that I'll definitely drift away from some of them is making me really upset because to start with.. I don't really have many friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot recently. I don't think I've ever accomplished anything in my life. I have nothing to be proud of. It's always the late nights that made me think a little more about life. Sometimes, I really would love to do something to make myself feel useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;" Everybody have their own talents, you just have not found yours yet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Or maybe.. I didn't have any. Thus, it's pointless to keep searching. I don't know. What will I do in future? I am afraid of what's gonna happen. I have no plans. I have nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Damn, cramps are slowly crawling in. I shall stop here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone still reading? Drop me a comment!&lt;br /&gt;My comment box has been empty for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a good weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-4159451272345357218?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4159451272345357218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=4159451272345357218' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4159451272345357218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4159451272345357218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/04/dreams-do-they-ever-come-true-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-8100073882224010702</id><published>2011-03-22T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T16:43:14.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Written in the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/f0357beb.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" There's so much I should have said when time was wearing thin.&lt;br /&gt;You're not here but someday I know I'll see you again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's your 1st lunar death anniversary. I went to visit you with these flowers. Did you hear me talking to you? I had so much to say. When I saw your tablet, I lost all those words in me. Sadness engulfed me, close to tears, I managed to spoke a few words. The feeling was just different. From talking to you, to talking to a photo. From how you used to answer me, to not receiving any replies. The room was dead cold, the kind of cold that sends shiver down my spine. I miss you dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason of your death will always be a mystery. Maybe it was a way out for you to end your life. All of us hope that you're happy at the other end of the world. But are you really happy? We keep telling ourselves that you are but none of us really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit this but time flies. We've lost you for almost a year now. We still miss you and get upset whenever we see your pictures. Losing you was a price too high to pay for a lesson learnt. No doubt, all of us became closer like we were in our childhood days but you're no longer there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;" And though you're dead and gone, believe me, your memory will carry on, we'll carry on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love and miss you dearly, xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-8100073882224010702?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/8100073882224010702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=8100073882224010702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5N1'10 Class Gathering!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/f9132720.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/77064bf4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/772f3d0c.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/be673e93.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/9bf4f833.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/d9cb985c.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/ea531675.jpg" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2435013232082594108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/03/5n110-class-gathering.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-4040004504053260712</id><published>2011-03-07T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T01:31:06.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Blue Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" How does it feel to treat me like you do?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/7c4d5828.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another sleepless night as usual. Hopefully, I'll be able to sleep after this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know I shouldn't care. It shouldn't even bother me right now since it has been months.. I'm amazed by how time flies without you. I'm probably feeling better. However, there are still nights when the feeling is really unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;" I thought I was mistaken. I thought I heard you speak."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling really tired and would love to go to sleep. My mind just wouldn't stop functioning for a minute. It refuses to stop thinking about things that I do not want to give a damn about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think I need pills.. I need some sleeping pills..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-4040004504053260712?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4040004504053260712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=4040004504053260712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4040004504053260712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4040004504053260712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/03/blue-monday-how-does-it-feel-to-treat.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-8665144682058857144</id><published>2011-02-28T01:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T01:23:52.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have a little faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/e5a7f686.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not been updating frequently. I'm tied up with work and studies. I barely have time for myself. I hope to get myself free from work by March. So I'll have more time for studies and myself. Classes had been not so productive as compared to studying in CSS. Taking up a new subject (POA) is not easy. Struggling with balancing the accounts, every thing seemed so alien to me. As usual, not progressing very good with my classmates. We barely speak unless there's group discussion and we usually still end up doing our own work. Starting to feel that the tuition centre that I'm in is very disorganize about the class timings. We always ended early for POA, when it was stated that there should be another 1.5hours of lessons. When being prompt, the teacher just push everything to the admin/ principal. Well, everything comes with a price... and this is the cheapest. So there isn't really much that I can do about it. I'm even starting to think that I can study better on my own (not sure about how true is this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work had been a breeze, just that it is tiring to report for work almost everyday after my class. Sometimes I just wish to have some quality time with myself. And yes, I see myself resigning pretty soon. Money isn't every thing after all.. I hope. Really hope to meet up with a few friends (just one or two) as well to just catch up and know how they're doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a short update.&lt;br /&gt;Welcoming March in a few days time! Probably a short getaway to Bangkok with Belle. Still planning and I hope this time every thing works out fine. I hope all of you out there are doing well and still alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-8665144682058857144?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/8665144682058857144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=8665144682058857144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/8665144682058857144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/8665144682058857144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/02/ive-not-been-updating-frequently.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-6290634011731920080</id><published>2011-01-31T23:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T23:59:49.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Under blankets and warm sheets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/c4ede95a.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcoming February in about 30 minutes. A short month to go but it's gonna be a packed one. My classes are starting on 14 February (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes, I'm retaking my O's as a private candidate&lt;/span&gt;), hell no it's starting on Valentines' Day. Actually it doesn't really makes a difference. I just feel that it's weird to start my classes on such a 'loving' day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not very sure if I've made the right choice. There are sure a lot of advices given to me. People whom supported me, of course, people who bring me down and people who don't really give a damn. I really envy those who made it to poly. Especially close or used to be close buddies/ friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My emotions are like on a roller coaster ride these few days. I wonder how people look at me. I feel useless most of the time, wasting a hell lot of good money to retake. I fear that I will not meet the expectations and disappoint people who pin hopes on me. The burden is too much for me to take that I feel like I'm breaking down soon. Every little thing is slowly falling apart. Even tiny things like a particle would have erupted the volcano in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Every day, I make a promise to myself to be a better person and I break this promise at the end of each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most of the time, I still hope that you'd be here to listen to all my whines and give me advices. You'd have known what was good for me. I know because I trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a lovable February!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/US46cHVj0-M" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-6290634011731920080?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/6290634011731920080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=6290634011731920080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/6290634011731920080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/6290634011731920080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/01/under-blankets-and-warm-sheets.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/US46cHVj0-M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-3123894692290175511</id><published>2011-01-07T00:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T00:55:52.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Day  02- The meaning behind your Tumblr name&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day  03:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A picture of  you and your friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/93fbe897.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was taken 2 years ago. They're probably the best I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"People change and they forgot to tell each other."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sounds familiar &amp;amp; I went to check my older post.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2009/12/coz-if-you-fall-for-me-im-gona-tear-you.html"&gt;Click!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-3123894692290175511?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/3123894692290175511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=3123894692290175511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/3123894692290175511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/3123894692290175511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-02-meaning-behind-your-tumblr-name.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-1078680567283553913</id><published>2011-01-06T00:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T00:43:56.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day  01:            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/af5e7a2a.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Fact 1: I can eat a lot, more than you can ever imagine.&lt;br /&gt;Fact 2: I feel fat right now. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just had mac for supper and I've gained 5 kg recently&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Fact 3: I have insomnia almost every night.&lt;br /&gt;Fact 4: I miss having a best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Fact 5: I'm worried for my O levels results.&lt;br /&gt;Fact 6: I seriously have no idea what to do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;Fact 7: I'm currently jobless.&lt;br /&gt;Fact 8: I think I'm falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;Fact 9: There are nights when I feel really lonely.&lt;br /&gt;Fact10: I enjoy going out alone.&lt;br /&gt;Fact11: Eminem is totally dope \m/&lt;br /&gt;Fact12: I miss my cousin, Jesslynn.&lt;br /&gt;Fact13: I love baking.&lt;br /&gt;Fact 14: I'm dying to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Fact15: The above 14 facts are not interesting at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-1078680567283553913?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/1078680567283553913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=1078680567283553913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1078680567283553913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1078680567283553913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-01-recent-picture-of-you-and-15.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-8478906215683348062</id><published>2010-12-30T20:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T22:15:01.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/2a1d7942.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hola! It has been exactly a month since I've last updated this space. Well, still alive and kicking. Work has been rather smooth sailing. Working with a bunch of aunties sure made me learn a lot of life lessons from them. Sad to say, I have resigned and tomorrow's my last day. My new job is still pending. So this entire December, I've just been busy with working. I spend my off days at home or mostly hanging out with my cousins. Or rather, you can also say I have no one else to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December updates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Early Christmas gift exchange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/15a0fc02.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/a5c96591.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/8105ce67.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/a6d1138b.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/6989c82c.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/bb7b42ef.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/c6c6ef1f.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/5874c906.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/1373beff.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/40ed3a94.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Irsyad's Early Birthday Celebration @ Esplanade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/565c2a1d.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One of my off days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/4eb549a6.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/cd81e94e.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/bbb8d5d5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/6e84a5d1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/19c9b454.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mum's 42nd birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/74d6b04c.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/74bf6ad9.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/97113d6b.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/f3cf15a5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/b25305c5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/65f3b760.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/b684b731.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/c34118a0.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That is roughly how my December went. Tomorrow is the last day of the year. Like the past, I'm excited for the arrival of new year! This year is pretty bad as compared to 2009. Each year just gets even worst than the previous. Year 2010, I've lost many many things/loved ones/friends. It was emotionally and physically challenging for me. Many times, I just wish that I could rewind the time. Sigh.. But still, I hope 2011 will be a better year for everyone else. For 2011, I don't have any resolutions. I just hope things will get better for me and everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall end here, not sure whether it's abruptly or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have a blast on the last day of the year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/c7027e56.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BYE BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-8478906215683348062?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/8478906215683348062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=8478906215683348062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/8478906215683348062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/8478906215683348062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/12/hola-it-has-been-exactly-month-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-385135132117918867</id><published>2010-11-30T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T23:17:10.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss you when something really good happens, because you're the one I want to share it with. I miss you when something is troubling me, because you're the one who understands me so well. I miss you when I laugh and cry, because I know that you are the one that makes my laughter grow, and my tears disappear. I miss you all the time, but I miss you the most when I lay awake at night, and think of all the wonderful times that we spent with each other for those were some of the best and most memorable times of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never did I know it would hurt so bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-385135132117918867?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/385135132117918867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=385135132117918867' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/385135132117918867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/385135132117918867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-miss-you-when-something-really-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-4498628041242013264</id><published>2010-11-27T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T21:44:19.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm thinking of creating a food blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-4498628041242013264?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4498628041242013264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=4498628041242013264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4498628041242013264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4498628041242013264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-thinking-of-creating-food-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-182587970329342514</id><published>2010-11-13T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T16:29:30.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/40546589.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday marks the end of O's. Everyone was eager to get out of the school hall when the paper ended. I was struggling, fighting my feelings and my thoughts. Part of me wanted to give up and just leave the school and celebrate. However those people above gave me a push, with their moral courage, I did it. Although not the way I planned/ imagined, but it's alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; hell yeah we left the school and I never ever wanna go back there again. I forgot who it was (probably one of my classmates) saying, see you soon  and I just told him that I never want to see his face ever again. He was stunned. Ok lah, I was merely kidding. We'll still see each other when we get our results. Btw, thanks to awesome people above who stood by me when I've no one else to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally I don't have to read another single note on Venice or whatever again. I would say this period drained me out totally, be it physical or emotionally. Life still goes on..  I've been saying that I'm gonna enjoy myself and party, doesn't matter if I fail/ pass. But it does matter, of course I'll be thinking and feeling worried almost all the time. In the meantime, I'm gonna keep myself occupied. Probably get a job, oh I've already got a job. I'm starting work on Monday. I know it's pretty fast. Yeah, but I just wanna keep myself occupied so my thoughts wouldn't run wild and will be too tired to think at night that I can just fall asleep right away when I'm home. Btw, no longer working at Wintertime. Need to gain experience in other jobs I supposed, so I've ditched the idea of going back.  I just want to try something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not be updating this space often. I'll be active on tumblr instead, with short posts etc. I wanted to say " follow me on twitter to get latest updates." but I just remembered that I no longer have an account. Oh well..  Till next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of you have a good holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So should I put down my pride and ego to fix this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-182587970329342514?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/182587970329342514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=182587970329342514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/182587970329342514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/182587970329342514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/11/yesterday-marks-end-of-os.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-1185451190503266920</id><published>2010-11-01T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T16:09:39.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Go on, go ahead, laugh at my misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-1185451190503266920?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/1185451190503266920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=1185451190503266920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1185451190503266920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1185451190503266920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/11/go-on-go-ahead-laugh-at-my-misery.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-7072259491451377692</id><published>2010-10-20T02:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T03:15:34.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;" I never felt this way before, everything that I do reminds me of you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&amp;amp; so this is how I decided to celebrate my birthday, all by myself. Went to a Clarke Quay in the afternoon, a place where we used to go and once had ice cream there. The weird thing is, I can't take more than a three spoonful of it. It was so different, perhaps the lack of company, perhaps things just changed. I sat by the river, perhaps the exact same spot where we sat, with my iPod blasting music that makes me feel like crying. All I did was just reminiscing and the sky turned dark without me noticing. I stared at the G-max, we once said we're so gonna take it together. The night was beautiful, although the moon was misty. I sat there for hours, just thinking. Seriously never thought I would do this and I think I will probably try to do everything we once did alone. I didn't even know this would hurt so bad. &amp;amp; I still never fail to check my phone for a birthday wish that never came. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/05557408.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/091d6d1a.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/db6143c7.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/54fa6d4a.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/d78a8faa.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/f4f726f5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/584fd9c5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/9ed1b370.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/663dde94.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/abf5d5b8.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/86d4325a.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/64d64959.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/b0e5407f.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/30c5e85a.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Met up with my sister for dinner after I left Clarke Quay. Soon after, I headed home.. Just one hour before my birthday ended, Marcus, Esyadd &amp;amp; Daryl came to give me a surprise. Thank you guys for the cake, presents, songs and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not only wanna thank them, I also wanna thank people whom stood by me when I'm at the lowest point of my life. I know you guys have been trying very hard to get me back to my feet. You guys know who you are. I'm also very sorry if I appeared unappreciative. It means a lot to me, really. &amp;amp; for the failed surprise you guys didn't manage to give me, I'm sorry about it. But I got it all in my heart. Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will probably need more time to learn to let things go. It is not as easy as it seems. My mum even thought that I fell out of love. No, I didn't. It's even worst than that. I lost a friend, a good friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-7072259491451377692?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7072259491451377692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=7072259491451377692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7072259491451377692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7072259491451377692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-never-felt-this-way-before-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-1485676230479554525</id><published>2010-10-19T00:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T01:01:46.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Today, 19th my birthday, I should be happy. But this year is different. Something is missing, or rather someone important. I looked forward to my birthday since last month, thinking we could finally spend time together. Maybe or should I say hoping you'd be the first to wish me, hoping for a card like the past years. I expected so much and this is how hard I fell. I don't know how I should be feeling now. It doesn't really matter to you I supposed. Birthday? It's just another day. Here I am, crying my eyes out. Fuck, I really hate myself so much. For being a fool, checking my phone every few minutes with little hopes dangling &amp;amp; every time I die a little inside. Old habits die hard, at least to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-1485676230479554525?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/1485676230479554525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=1485676230479554525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1485676230479554525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1485676230479554525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/10/today-19th-my-birthday-i-should-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-4787833632865653729</id><published>2010-10-17T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T21:45:08.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&amp;amp; so things got even worst that it can no longer be fixed. I've no one to blame but myself. I've no idea how I should continue from the way things are now. Things that I've planned to do after O's, are not going to be done without a best friend. Right.. I'm on my own now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-4787833632865653729?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4787833632865653729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=4787833632865653729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4787833632865653729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4787833632865653729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/10/so-things-got-even-worst-that-it-can-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-7503255525804091428</id><published>2010-10-15T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T01:53:25.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/bc4fa591.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"See you and me have a better time than most can dream of, better than the best, so we can pull on through, whatever tears at us, whatever holds us down, and if nothing can be done, we'll make the best of what's around."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="courier new" style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm back after missing for about two weeks here. I've been tied up with sleeping and studying, more of sleeping though. Been skipping school more often these days. I even got the attendance of 1/5 this week. Don't know wtf is wrong with me but I'm just immune to the alarms in the morning. O's starting in less than a week, please God or whoever up there please bless me. If I don't get to enter a poly, I'll probably get depress until I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, those who have been following me on twitter would have know that these past week things have been quite terrible! &amp;amp; I'm rather upset. I don't know what is wrong and I don't know what I should do now. Trying my best to be as happy as I can because what's isn't the best, is not the worst. But afterall, I had the best these few years and well.. good things come to an end do they? As much as I don't want it to end. Just a month till O's are officially over. I just want to make it all a pleasant memory where I can look back on. Yeah, &amp;amp; so I hope things will get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta' hit the books now and head to bed after that. Having Baby Wileen's birthday, Yvonne and my advanced birthday celebration tomorrow @ Grandma's house. Buffet &amp;amp; BBQ, nothing beats quality time I'm going to spend with my family. I no longer wanna lose somebody and regret not cherishing the times we had. We're gonna make the best out of what we're left with now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-7503255525804091428?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7503255525804091428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=7503255525804091428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7503255525804091428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7503255525804091428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/10/see-you-and-me-have-better-time-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-8412489899065728900</id><published>2010-09-27T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T00:10:59.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/0ac8cae1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" Trying to make it work but man these times are hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She needs me now but I can't seem to find a time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been rather busy these few days. Trying very hard to start revising for my O's&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;It's just around the corner, I've roughly less than a month left. I think I need to start studying alone again soon. Because I lose focus and get distracted easily with people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been hard trying to cope with the stress of O's and problems I faced at home. I know I've to stay positive but as much as I want to, I just can't. I'm suffering from insomnia almost every night. Have not had a good sleep for a relatively long time or rather, it has been hard to fall asleep right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-8412489899065728900?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/8412489899065728900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=8412489899065728900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/8412489899065728900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/8412489899065728900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/09/trying-to-make-it-work-but-man-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-3450781596304788594</id><published>2010-09-22T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T17:44:41.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;" Ghost of you is all that I have left to hold.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/6ef7217e.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/7035a25b.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/a1950ee3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been almost 5 months since you've left us. I hope you've not forgotten us cause we've been missing you day and night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Mid-Autumn today! Do you remember how we used to light candles outside Grandma's house? We were so cheeky that we went to light up holes that were drilled in the walls and we found a frog. We ran as quickly as we could and had a good laugh about it. There was another time when we were at the playground nearby and had a fight with a few arrogant rich kids. I still remember how we used to camp in Uncle Wilson's room and fool around. We would act like we were the characters from Sailormoon and Power Rangers. We would play DDR and StreetFighters in the room and Ah Gong would always complain how noisy we were. The way we ran down the stairs just to buy ice cream from the ice-cream man that comes by occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine my childhood without your existence. The good times we had, I will always remember. No matter where you are, we will all be missing you deeply. Every outing we wished you were there with us. There were cold nights when we think about you and cry ourselves to sleep. The pain was unbearable. thinking of how much you've suffered. How you ended your life so abruptly, we didn't even had a chance to bid goodbye. Maybe it was fated, but I'm sure fate will bring you back to us someday, be it our next life or next next. We will surely meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesslynn Chua Xin Zhen ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;" Now I'm sittin' in this empty house, just reminiscing.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at our pictures it just trips me out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-3450781596304788594?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/3450781596304788594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=3450781596304788594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/3450781596304788594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/3450781596304788594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/09/ghost-of-you-is-all-that-i-have-left-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-3305237937683729616</id><published>2010-09-19T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T23:11:51.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/0f5b3054.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 1 month till O's yet I'm still entertaining the thoughts of skipping school.&lt;br /&gt;I fucking lost my ezlink and it's such a hassle to get it replace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" Disjointed and unfamiliar to me.&lt;br /&gt;I feel lost in my own home. I look at the picture, hanging on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;Happy faces smile back, taunting me with the past."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someday, I'm gonna leave this place too. Sorry but I can't talk to you right now.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even look into your eyes. I just can't get that voice out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I really am. Maybe someday, this will all be a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-3305237937683729616?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/3305237937683729616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=3305237937683729616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/3305237937683729616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/3305237937683729616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/09/around-1-month-till-os-yet-im-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-2727529787395062508</id><published>2010-09-19T00:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T00:21:05.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;" I'll never be able to get over my parent's divorce and&lt;br /&gt;that they had already moved on with their new half.&lt;br /&gt;Never in my life. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-2727529787395062508?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/2727529787395062508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=2727529787395062508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2727529787395062508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2727529787395062508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/09/ill-never-be-able-to-get-over-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-6825973586884716161</id><published>2010-09-12T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T01:32:58.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;" Burn motha'fucker burn!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/19eeb783.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/32d9b237.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/72c3aa42.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/7026b792.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/97931a07.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impromptu decision to club last night. I didn't really enjoy myself. However, some alcohol helped me to sleep better. At least I can get to sleep right away once I got home. My one week holiday were gone in a flash. School tomorrow which I really dread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Friends should never forget that the worst thing for a #Libra is to be left alone for too long."  (Via #ZodiacFacts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God damn it, it's so true coz I'm feeling fucking awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-6825973586884716161?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/6825973586884716161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=6825973586884716161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/6825973586884716161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/6825973586884716161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/09/burn-mothafucker-burn-impromptu.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-4391307922926215126</id><published>2010-09-09T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T23:39:54.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/7d8f8b7b.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss having Dad at home sometimes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How we used to go for dinner together.&lt;br /&gt;The way he used to watch tv in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;The way he changed the light bulb in my room.&lt;br /&gt;The way he cooked weird dishes just because I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;How he always hurry me to sleep because I've school the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just feeling a little emotional tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-4391307922926215126?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4391307922926215126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=4391307922926215126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4391307922926215126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4391307922926215126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-miss-having-dad-at-home-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-653944962372828560</id><published>2010-09-07T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T15:37:35.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Something terrible happened in the afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I still go with my plan of baking a cheesecake in the evening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;" A lot of movies are about life, mine are like a slice  of cake.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/1d88c251.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-653944962372828560?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/653944962372828560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=653944962372828560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/653944962372828560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/653944962372828560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/09/something-terrible-happened-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-8011177583000217477</id><published>2010-09-04T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T19:50:04.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;paranoid bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-8011177583000217477?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/8011177583000217477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=8011177583000217477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/8011177583000217477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/8011177583000217477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/09/paranoid-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-1549450392413971195</id><published>2010-09-03T15:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T16:09:47.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I spent my afternoon watching these. So I thought of sharing these with you guys!&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I smell holidays! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/13768695?title=0&amp;amp;portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ffffff" width="400" frameborder="0" height="225"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/13768695"&gt;WORDS&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/everynone"&gt;Everynone&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/5534567?title=0&amp;amp;portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ffffff" width="400" frameborder="0" height="225"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/5534567"&gt;Everyone Forever Now - "Shooting a Gun"&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/everynone"&gt;Everynone&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/8189067?title=0&amp;amp;portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ffffff" width="400" frameborder="0" height="225"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/8189067"&gt;Moments&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/everynone"&gt;Everynone&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-1549450392413971195?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/1549450392413971195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=1549450392413971195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1549450392413971195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1549450392413971195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/09/words-from-everynone-on-vimeo.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-6452535288797000461</id><published>2010-09-02T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T18:00:48.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/48a7e0b7.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'm too emotional. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QHpvlr_kG6U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QHpvlr_kG6U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-6452535288797000461?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/6452535288797000461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=6452535288797000461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/6452535288797000461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/6452535288797000461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-too-emotional.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-7534402360396772861</id><published>2010-09-02T02:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T03:03:23.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/d6d41f3a.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; " Maybe it's just me, couldn't you believe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;that everything I said and did wasn't just deceiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;and the tear in your eye and your calm, hard face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;makes me wish that I was never brought into this place."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-7534402360396772861?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7534402360396772861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=7534402360396772861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7534402360396772861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7534402360396772861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/09/maybe-its-just-me-couldnt-you-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-1027412532948859873</id><published>2010-08-31T23:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T23:59:01.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Virgin Cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've decided to give my new oven a try after school. Headed home and went to RedMan to gather the ingredients for cupcakes. Results were pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/f44967d6.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/0f14971a.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/7d93c798.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/d5886321.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum fried these for me to snack on. *Yummy!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/00e867ec.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*So happy before tasting the cupcakes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/7039ccc3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*After eating my depressed cupcakes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/b5f2307b.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/2ef3a390.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha no. They said it tasted good. I hope its really good. Love  baking but I don't like to eat the things I bake. Ironic. Had a small  chat and we headed home. Awesome people \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-1027412532948859873?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/1027412532948859873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=1027412532948859873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1027412532948859873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1027412532948859873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/08/virgin-cupcakes-decided-to-give-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-8356781230018430643</id><published>2010-08-28T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T23:45:19.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/c675365c.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" As I burn out all the pages, I'm still trying to find myself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-8356781230018430643?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/8356781230018430643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=8356781230018430643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/8356781230018430643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/8356781230018430643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/08/as-i-burn-out-all-pages-im-still-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-7607994834942459362</id><published>2010-08-17T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T20:25:42.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Insecurities&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/4f6fdf87.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got really angry and hurled angry words. I hate myself for not being able to control them. These few days was really difficult to get through. Every fucking minute, fucking second. I'm really tired. Extremely tired of every single thing. Family, friends, school and myself. I don't get it. Cause it always seem like I'm not doing enough. Fuck all these insecurities I'm constantly having. I feel so weak for crying. Will things ever get better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic;"&gt;"In my skin I am shaking from the cold. I am tired from the taking and my heart it won't stop breaking and I know... moving forward can't be this hard.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-7607994834942459362?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7607994834942459362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=7607994834942459362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7607994834942459362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7607994834942459362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/08/insecurities-i-got-really-angry-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-3288521176240440842</id><published>2010-08-13T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T21:36:31.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;" If one day I decided not to care anymore, would you even notice?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/e0b352e7.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Busy with preparation for prelims. Therefore, I'll be on hiatus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-3288521176240440842?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/3288521176240440842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=3288521176240440842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/3288521176240440842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/3288521176240440842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/08/if-one-day-i-decided-not-to-care.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-8502595612914191889</id><published>2010-08-08T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T23:32:24.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/8a75b30e.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/d3dde7a7.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm back from Bangkok! I felt so relaxed over there cause basically all I did was shopping and eating. Life there is indeed in a much slower pace and definitely less stressful. Everything over there is damn cheap. I can even buy without thinking about how much money I've left. Yes, money is not a problem over there! The living expenses/costs is so much lower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had also seen some very poor kids and mother carrying a baby begging in the streets. My heart goes out to every single one of them. I would really want to donate some money to them but it was too dangerous to do so. They are like seriously so poor thing cause even when it's raining, they still sit there and beg. I wish those kids can have a better life. It made me realized how fortunate I am. I just hope everyday will be a better day for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-8502595612914191889?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/8502595612914191889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=8502595612914191889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/8502595612914191889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/8502595612914191889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-back-from-bangkok-i-felt-so-relaxed.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-7555701799858621420</id><published>2010-08-04T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T01:08:16.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/4c2bee4c.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's 1.03am right now. I'll be heading to the airport in a few hours time. Yes, BKK here I come! I'll conquer all the shops and bring tons of clothes back. I'm still not having the holiday feel yet. Trying to tempt myself with all the things I can buy there. I'm going to have fun right? Hope that it will be a smooth and safe trip! Alright, please miss me when I'm gone! Coz I'll miss you too! Will be back on Saturday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to have a short nap now before heading to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With heaps of ♥!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-7555701799858621420?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7555701799858621420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=7555701799858621420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7555701799858621420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7555701799858621420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-5767578815236359736</id><published>2010-08-02T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T18:25:30.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Every child is a gift sent from heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/34106652.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha omg so cute that I wanna pinch her cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/bc59eb9b.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was actually kind of scared when I was carrying her cause she looks so fragile. Lol. When I got to school today, so many people calling me 'Aunty Hong.' I think I kinda like it. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-5767578815236359736?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/5767578815236359736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=5767578815236359736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/5767578815236359736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/5767578815236359736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/08/every-child-is-gift-sent-from-heaven.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-8050783945518468891</id><published>2010-07-31T17:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T17:35:03.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;" name="AMothersLove"&gt;A mother loves her children even when they least  deserve to be loved. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;" name="AMothersLove"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p3O0bmZOr_A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p3O0bmZOr_A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-8050783945518468891?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/8050783945518468891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=8050783945518468891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/8050783945518468891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/8050783945518468891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/07/mother-loves-her-children-even-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-6675711666614505812</id><published>2010-07-31T16:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T16:35:55.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a hectic week and I'm glad it's over! Weekends is finally here but I'm sure it'll be gone pretty fast. I'll be away from 4th to 7th August. Yes, I'm taking a break at BKK! I'll be going with my sister, cousins and their family. Hopefully I'll bring tons of loots back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Btw, I've just received a good news! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/cf27ac55.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Eldest is now in hospital waiting for labour. Omg, I can't wait for my niece to be born! I'm gonna be aunt! Ok, sounds old but I like! Hahaha. I'm so excited! I'm sure she's gonna be real cute. I'll be heading to the hospital soon! Hehehe, I love my eldest sister! ♥♥♥ Jiayou!! BREATHE IN, BREATHE OUT &amp;amp; PUSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I'll update again when I'm back! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With truckloads of ♥!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-6675711666614505812?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/6675711666614505812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=6675711666614505812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/6675711666614505812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/6675711666614505812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-had-hectic-week-and-im-glad-its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-4859537721590344275</id><published>2010-07-26T18:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T18:32:06.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/fcc035f5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Have you ever been mad at others? And have you cried because you realized that it was because you were only mad at yourself and then put your anger on others? But instead, it was because you felt like crap for not admitting your feelings. And how you want to, but for some reason you just can't. It's frustrating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-4859537721590344275?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4859537721590344275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=4859537721590344275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4859537721590344275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4859537721590344275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/07/have-you-ever-been-mad-at-others-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-687122105836536475</id><published>2010-07-25T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T22:29:11.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;" Who do you turn to when the only person in the world that can stop you  from crying, is exactly the one making you cry?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/5f7937fa.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Study session @ SSC's Starbucks &gt; 'The Blood Pledge' @ CWP &gt; Stayover @ my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;" Every night I stay up past 12, past 1, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Not because I’m not tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Because I am tired, I want to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; But I can’t because my mind runs like crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;It over thinks, over analyzes things that I don’t want to think about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;So I purposely keep myself awake &amp;amp; tire myself out so that when I do finally lie in bed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I fall asleep and my thoughts don’t keep me up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my cousin, xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-687122105836536475?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/687122105836536475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=687122105836536475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/687122105836536475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/687122105836536475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/07/who-do-you-turn-to-when-only-person-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-2876234779045605195</id><published>2010-07-25T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T01:34:00.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/2d7f3907.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"I didn't notice you were here."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"That's alright," Eeyore said as he sat down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Nobody ever does."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-2876234779045605195?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/2876234779045605195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=2876234779045605195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2876234779045605195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2876234779045605195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-didnt-notice-you-were-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-2815334502288586841</id><published>2010-07-23T16:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T16:43:59.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;" I'm done losing sleep because of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done holding back the tears at the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought of you. I'm done being depressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over you. I'm done asking the  same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;questions that go unanswered. I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;done wondering what the hell you're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;thinking."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-2815334502288586841?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/2815334502288586841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=2815334502288586841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2815334502288586841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2815334502288586841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-done-losing-sleep-because-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-2602056200643280535</id><published>2010-07-22T23:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T16:40:01.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;" The chains of habit are generally too small to be felt until they are  too strong to be broken."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today's weather was really cooling and I thought it was rather great to be in school. Although staying in bed would have been a better choice. School was great because of the nice weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed to Starbucks in the evening to study alone. It was rather productive. I was alone but I sort of enjoyed it. Having some time alone made me think about a lot of things. I was trying to sort out my thoughts. My mind was in a state of confusion. Certain things happen for a reason, we always want to find out the truth. But would you still want to find out the truth, knowing that it's gonna hurt you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that came to my mind was, appreciation. When was the last time you appreciate someone who did something good to you? Have you been looking at the people around you? Do you care about them? Most importantly, do you care about the people who care about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if it's just me having all these doubts or does it occur to all humans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine just told me to throw away all those unhappy thoughts of mine or burdens that have been making me unhappy. Bear in mind that in life there is always ups and downs. I can't be happy forever, neither can I be sad forever. But the least I can do is to make myself happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rather shocked to find him saying all these but it sort of made sense. Yes, I think someone finally knocked a little sense into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-2602056200643280535?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/2602056200643280535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=2602056200643280535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2602056200643280535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2602056200643280535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/07/chains-of-habit-are-generally-too-small.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-4085883271598065688</id><published>2010-07-22T18:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T18:32:48.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm sick of the little mind games you are playing with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You hurt me with every step that you take. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;What now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;RUNNING AWAY AGAIN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-4085883271598065688?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4085883271598065688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=4085883271598065688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4085883271598065688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4085883271598065688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-sick-of-little-mind-games-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-3833937630284176146</id><published>2010-07-20T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T21:00:44.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;" Life is no nintendo game, but you lied again. Now you get to watch her leave out the window, guess that's why they call it window pane."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/9d49c5ab.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everyone that has the abilities to leave this house had left. All the you're not alone to go through all these are all shit. Cause I'm ALL ALONE facing all these fucking shit at home. Don't bother changing anything now cause it's not gonna help anyway. Does anyone even understand how I feel whenever I'm back home? I'm tired and I'm close to breaking down. I'm sick of everyone here, sick of the tenants, sick of every single object in the house. Every time I step out of the house, how I wish I don't ever have to go back. Every time I sleep, how I wish I would never wake up. Every time I cross the road, I really fucking wish that a car would seriously knock me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't catch up with my school work and I feel so damn inferior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-3833937630284176146?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/3833937630284176146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=3833937630284176146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/3833937630284176146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/3833937630284176146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/07/life-is-no-nintendo-game-but-you-lied.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-7115605368175590878</id><published>2010-07-18T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T20:51:15.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Is there a light, is there a light, at the end of the road. I'm pushing everyone away. Cause I can't feel this anymore, can't feel this anymore.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/27912666.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Things are getting so complicated in the house. I don't even know what to believe anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-7115605368175590878?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7115605368175590878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=7115605368175590878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7115605368175590878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7115605368175590878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/07/is-there-light-is-there-light-at-end-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-3926949059610986876</id><published>2010-07-17T23:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T23:29:50.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;" Picture perfect, memories scattered all around the floor. Reaching for the phone 'cause I can't fight it anymore. And I wonder if I ever cross your mind, for me it happens all the time.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/f857deaf.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;                             &lt;span class="actions"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;No matter how independent we  are, sometimes we just want someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;who's brave enough to take care of  us every once in awhile.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-3926949059610986876?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/3926949059610986876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=3926949059610986876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/3926949059610986876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/3926949059610986876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/07/picture-perfect-memories-scattered-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-7202865892321785830</id><published>2010-07-16T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T23:23:08.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Canberrans' 10th Year Anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/468a86bd.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/897c6fb2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/cf0fec83.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/02a27c88.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/d4c92ead.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/4ff323de.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/eb042248.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-7202865892321785830?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7202865892321785830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=7202865892321785830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7202865892321785830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7202865892321785830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/07/canberrans-10th-year-anniversary.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-4645869976346280106</id><published>2010-07-15T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T00:14:02.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;" Tell them I was happy and my heart is broken. All my scars are open, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;tell them what I hoped would be impossible, impossible, impossible, impossible."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/400339a9.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just when I thought everything is finally getting better, I got slapped in the face by reality. Things are not getting better at all. Maybe it's just my illusions or maybe I'm just deceiving myself all these while. I thought by doing 'all these', I'll feel better but that's not the case. I don't feel good inside, not at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/b18839d1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, so I had my F&amp;amp;N Coursework B experiment today. Most of us made cream puffs but without the cream. The whole process was tiring because we had to stir the dough for 20minutes. The outcome of the puffs were.. I would say.. desired. It was a good experience. I really like baking and I want an oven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no school tomorrow but I'm turning in pretty soon. Keep telling yourself that tomorrow will be better. Maybe one day it will be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-4645869976346280106?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4645869976346280106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=4645869976346280106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4645869976346280106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4645869976346280106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/07/tell-them-i-was-happy-and-my-heart-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-2799629570735172541</id><published>2010-07-15T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T10:51:57.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/1556cb4b.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-2799629570735172541?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/2799629570735172541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=2799629570735172541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2799629570735172541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2799629570735172541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/07/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-9035553739906891259</id><published>2010-07-14T22:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T23:14:22.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"My love has concrete feet, my love's an iron ball. Wrapped around your ankles, over the waterfall. I'm so heavy, heavy, heavy in your arms. I'm so heavy, heavy, heavy in your arms."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/2b481848.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;This may not be the most perfect picture in the world, however we had the most wonderful childhood together :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a super duper awesome day. I finally met Jiawei after more than 6months. She came to school and we had lunch together. Both of us headed to Sp's Coffeebean to catch up. We sat there for 2 hours just to talk. It's been really a long time since I last felt so comfortable talking to someone. I can finally feel Lydia's excitement whenever she meets Nasirah. I was literally smiling to myself when I was walking home. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we have become more matured. Our mindsets, our behaviors are different from before. Perhaps this is what everyone has got to go through. Thinking back about the silly things we used to do.. I think they were really fond memories that I'll remember even when my head is full of white hair and have barely a complete set of teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love,&lt;br /&gt;the things you are, the things you never want to lose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-9035553739906891259?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/9035553739906891259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=9035553739906891259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/9035553739906891259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/9035553739906891259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-love-has-concrete-feet-my-loves-iron.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-139301215636607684</id><published>2010-07-12T01:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T02:20:50.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;" I remember years ago, someone told me I should take caution when it comes to love. I did, I did. And you were strong and I was not. My illusion, my mistake. I was careless, I forgot."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/c9c896c8.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's 2.06AM now. No, I'm not suffering from insomnia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O Level Chinese Oral in the afternoon and I'm having butterflies in my stomach now. I'm so worried that I would stammer. Hopefully I will be able to read the passage and have a smooth conversation. For the first time in my life, please let me speak Chinese fluently like some China. LOL. Please let my brain react to the questions in the speed of light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good luck to everyone who's taking the oral!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I shall turn in pretty soon if not I will become a zombie in school. Btw, I've added a Formspring widget on the right. Ask me anything! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight to whoever that is reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-139301215636607684?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/139301215636607684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=139301215636607684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/139301215636607684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/139301215636607684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-remember-years-ago-someone-told-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-5288388991648736562</id><published>2010-07-10T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T01:47:29.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Let the months and years come, they can take nothing from me, they can  take nothing more. I am so alone, and so without hope that I can  confront them without fear. The life that has borne me through these  years is still in my hands and my eyes. Whether I have subdued it, I  know not. But so long as it is there, it will seek its own way out,  heedless of the will that is within me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/09862319.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you have any regrets in your life?  I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-5288388991648736562?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/5288388991648736562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=5288388991648736562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/5288388991648736562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/5288388991648736562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/07/let-months-and-years-come-they-can-take.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-1381007647748955644</id><published>2010-07-03T10:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T18:47:20.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;“ Are you even listening when I talk to you?&lt;br /&gt;Do you even care what I'm going through?&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes stare and they're staring right through me.&lt;br /&gt;You're right there but it's like you never knew me.&lt;br /&gt;Do you even know how much it hurt?”&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-1381007647748955644?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/1381007647748955644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=1381007647748955644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1381007647748955644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1381007647748955644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/07/are-you-even-listening-when-i-talk-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-8287098907132913316</id><published>2010-07-01T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T21:25:47.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"When I was young I had imaginary&lt;br /&gt;friends and boy did we have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;One day my mother told me they were&lt;br /&gt;just pretending and then I had no one.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/6d26e6a1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are officially over. I'm proud to say that I've got full attendance so far but I was late 3 times out of 4 days. It's really hard to sleep at night and I'm immune to my alarms in the morning. I dragged my feet to school everyday. I'm glad that this term is better than the last. I'm also more motivated to study and I hope this drive is gonna last till O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is still hard now. I've tons of shit to face everyday. I hate going home coz I'll never get peace. So many things to be done, especially coursework. I'm kind of hot- tempered at home recently. I hope this is gonna be over soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-8287098907132913316?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/8287098907132913316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=8287098907132913316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/8287098907132913316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/8287098907132913316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-i-was-young-i-had-imaginary.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-4251089615527588416</id><published>2010-06-23T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T01:12:24.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really tired at this point of time. I do not know what has got into me. Seriously life sucks. I see no future at all. These days I'll just cry in the night without any reason. My heart is really feeling so heavy like it's gonna drop anytime. Really very insecure. I'm sick of life. Tired of the people around me who don't even give two hoots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, all I need was just some care and concern. That difficult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-4251089615527588416?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4251089615527588416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=4251089615527588416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4251089615527588416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4251089615527588416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-really-tired-at-this-point-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-6529830418311045388</id><published>2010-06-10T18:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T18:23:26.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Jesslynn, I miss you so bad..&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-6529830418311045388?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/6529830418311045388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=6529830418311045388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/6529830418311045388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/6529830418311045388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/06/jesslynn-i-miss-you-so-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-2738041520265662725</id><published>2010-06-09T01:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T01:59:28.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;What do you do, when you got tired of giving in and sick of pretending?&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/4d6b4507.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing grip. I tried.. I really tried. Others see it, just not you. Nah, I don't ask for anything in return.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Who do I talk to when I'm sad and no one's there... I really wonder if anyone really gives a damn about what I think. Sigh! I'm really so tired of living in a world like this. Everyone just keeps pretending. Lies, just pack of lies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Coz I know you can't stay, so I wouldn't be waiting, anticipating for the fall." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-2738041520265662725?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/2738041520265662725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=2738041520265662725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2738041520265662725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2738041520265662725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-do-you-do-when-you-got-tired-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-5980104655575028098</id><published>2010-06-03T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T17:23:17.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/fc10b4da.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I think I feel really lonely sometimes..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-5980104655575028098?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/5980104655575028098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=5980104655575028098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/5980104655575028098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/5980104655575028098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-think-i-feel-really-lonely-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-7034749707012376234</id><published>2010-05-27T13:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T13:29:02.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The more I tell myself not to bother, the more I can't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't tell others my problems and add to their burden. They have enough to worry themselves. Moreover, most can't help even when you tell them what's wrong."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So true.. But I still think it would be good if someone is there to listen or just tell me everything is gonna alright.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please knock some sense into me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-7034749707012376234?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7034749707012376234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=7034749707012376234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7034749707012376234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7034749707012376234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-i-tell-myself-not-to-bother-more-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-4287671880359356125</id><published>2010-05-26T13:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T13:04:14.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/f797fe67.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't promise to fix all your problems, but I can promise you will never have to face them alone."&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-4287671880359356125?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/4287671880359356125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=4287671880359356125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4287671880359356125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/4287671880359356125'/><link rel='alternate' 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alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/224c1491.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/d0109a0a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/7f904b07.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/3bc4063c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/607af551.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/dff4b779.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/528d7204.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-345746164665055516?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/345746164665055516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=345746164665055516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/345746164665055516'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/418fa7bc.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/98058805.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/d7fb12e5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/8ec0cc54.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-1872052775764210855?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/1872052775764210855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=1872052775764210855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1872052775764210855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/1872052775764210855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/05/photobucket-pictures-images-and-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-4085454809499852476</id><published>2010-05-18T13:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T14:19:06.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Peaceful afternoon spent at grandma's house &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/9342d785.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/6feb020d.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/ee98407a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy night with Eez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/7c5132fb.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/b8962633.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures,&lt;br /&gt;Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/2423cd54.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/e8455d9c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-4085454809499852476?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-314398632967261420</id><published>2010-05-17T10:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T10:58:57.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>14th May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/1dcf7a09.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/d1626065.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, o&lt;br /&gt;Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/b00adb95.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/41a8a08d.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/fa6fb002.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/fcd388c7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-314398632967261420?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/314398632967261420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=314398632967261420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/314398632967261420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/314398632967261420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/05/14th-may.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-7969781032759407965</id><published>2010-05-11T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T22:08:57.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/913d7416.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All we do is linger.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-7969781032759407965?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7969781032759407965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=7969781032759407965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7969781032759407965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7969781032759407965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/05/all-we-do-is-linger.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-5185111935889253935</id><published>2010-05-07T18:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T18:38:19.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/f04a9252.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/883f51e0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt I was dying as I so often do. And when I awoke, I was sure it was true. I ran to the window threw my head to the sky and say whoever is up there, please don't let me die. And I can't live forever, i can't always be.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-5185111935889253935?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/5185111935889253935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=5185111935889253935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/5185111935889253935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/5185111935889253935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-dreamt-i-was-dying-as-i-so-often-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-7079719728229938377</id><published>2010-05-05T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T00:01:07.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BEST FRIEND! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/6a113332.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for always being there. Be it times when I'm bored, happy, sad, angry or the times when we pon sch, you never fail to bring a smile to my face.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/1a250aec.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/fb2595e4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad your birthday falls on exam period. But I hope you love the surprise and card! I'm looking forward to 13th to celerate your belated! All the best for your coursework and upcoming exams! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-7079719728229938377?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7079719728229938377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=7079719728229938377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7079719728229938377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7079719728229938377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday-to-my-best-friend-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-3409914152538935081</id><published>2010-05-02T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T23:37:08.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/9be6b7d8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; I'm a boring person with a boring life. I have many wishes. Right now, I wish I can make the people around to smile and be happy. Coz sometimes it hurts me looking at them, by the side, not being able to help. I would rather people pour everything out than keep it to themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart ached every now and then. It's really unbearable that sometimes I hide under my covers to cry.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-3409914152538935081?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/3409914152538935081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=3409914152538935081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/3409914152538935081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/3409914152538935081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-boring-person-with-boring-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-8775444680903689655</id><published>2010-05-01T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T22:45:09.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/6d3a4bb0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time can bring you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-8775444680903689655?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/8775444680903689655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=8775444680903689655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/8775444680903689655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/8775444680903689655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/05/tears-in-heaven-posted-using-blogpress.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-7774600460627618539</id><published>2010-04-28T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T01:04:14.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm ruining everything. I sucked. I'm stupid and lazy. I'm sick and tired. Fucking leave if you want to. Nobody can stand me, neither can I. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really trying hard to catch up with my studies. I also wish that I could attend school every single day without fail. I went out to study coz my friends can help me. Whereas if I stay at home, I'll just give up easily. You just don't believe right? No matter how hard I try, nobody's gonna give a damn. They only look at my weakness. Why didn't they look at what I was good at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. I give up on picking up pieces and putting them back. I'm going to bed. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-7774600460627618539?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7774600460627618539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=7774600460627618539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7774600460627618539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7774600460627618539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-ruining-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-9078834783394575323</id><published>2010-04-24T11:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T12:06:05.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Everything new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/0cfb5907.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I wish I was happier but wishes don't come true, do they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;All I do is lay around, two ears full of tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prelims is starting next Friday. I'm gonna study for it. I don't know how long this drive is going to last but I'm gonna give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-9078834783394575323?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/9078834783394575323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=9078834783394575323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/9078834783394575323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/9078834783394575323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/04/paper-heart-i-wish-i-was-happier-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-2492572655100131517</id><published>2010-04-19T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T23:49:00.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Childhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my weekends @ Granny's house. Plans to ECP was cancelled and shifted to Sbw Park. But we ended up visting Grandma in hospital. What matters most is everyone's there. This is what makes it awesome. Had more than 400 pictures taken. Not going to post all. Fb for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/1ee928ab.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kai Lun, Nina and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/d286d289.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Matthew, Nina and Aunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/acf0f7b7.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew &amp;amp; Uncle Wilson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/9fea9423.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/6b7b75bf.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father &amp;amp; Son!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/ef3d0f39.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/f317266f.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/c98d11ee.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/586bbcc1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When we were young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/61f11123.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the most tiny one :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-2492572655100131517?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/2492572655100131517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=2492572655100131517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2492572655100131517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/2492572655100131517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/04/childhood-i-spent-my-weekends-grannys.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-5028437266750624996</id><published>2010-04-16T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T21:26:27.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;"If I am lost for a day try to find me. But  if I don't come back then I won't look behind me" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/f3fac1af.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every school day is bad day. Good thing is that I've completed my coursework for now. A big load off my shoulders. Headed back home right after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i909.photobucket.com/albums/ac293/reginapenelope/727b2d3b.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lei Bing was awesome. Chatted with her yesterday and she know I was feeling sad. So she asked me out today. Didn't see her for like 3months. Sort of brighten up my day. THANK YOU CHAN LEI BING for listening to me whine and whine. I'm really glad to have you. You're just like my elder sister! Next time bring me go the "Ri ben chun" , the one you keep talking about ok? Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to be back home. All alone in this room. And within one hour I'm back home, I quarrelled with mum again. Yes, not again. Maybe I shouldn't have come back at all.  I am not happy at all. NOT AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;"December is darkest, in June there's the light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;But this empty bedroom won't make anything right."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-5028437266750624996?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/5028437266750624996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=5028437266750624996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/5028437266750624996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/5028437266750624996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-i-am-lost-for-day-try-to-find-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6639217978470916093.post-7594433933122819805</id><published>2010-04-16T15:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T15:42:11.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Does anyone understand the fear of being ignored and forgotten?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I hope somebody understands me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Is there really something wrong with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6639217978470916093-7594433933122819805?l=through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/feeds/7594433933122819805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6639217978470916093&amp;postID=7594433933122819805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7594433933122819805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6639217978470916093/posts/default/7594433933122819805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://through-fire-andflames.blogspot.com/2010/04/does-anyone-understand-fear-of-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Regina Hong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09495137012421719068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iiaTjTklvM/TsFRygO8QwI/AAAAAAAACJM/jRKK84YAXX8/s220/IMG_8699.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
