<?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-37181388</id><updated>2011-07-29T09:49:45.819+08:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='MD'/><category term='AddMaths'/><category term='YDM'/><category term='songs'/><category term='south'/><category term='movies'/><category term='councillors'/><category term='ISB'/><category term='books'/><category term='Labuan'/><category term='beach'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='debate'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='Lord'/><category term='stupidity'/><category term='codes'/><category term='boy'/><category term='survey'/><category term='family'/><category term='sports'/><category term='POA'/><category term='layout'/><category term='review'/><category term='work'/><category term='kids'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Friday school'/><category term='friends.'/><category term='obesity'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='rip'/><category term='english'/><category term='mosquitoes'/><category term='exams'/><category term='farewell'/><category term='meebo'/><category term='brother'/><category term='bestfriend'/><category term='netball'/><category term='videos'/><category term='rants'/><category term='games'/><category term='music'/><category term='school'/><category term='CNY'/><category term='late'/><category term='camp'/><category term='Valentines'/><category term='replies'/><category term='American Idol'/><category term='drums'/><category term='scrapbooking'/><category term='winning'/><category term='siblings'/><category term='National Day'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='food'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='hiatus'/><category term='outings'/><category term='sick'/><category term='love'/><title type='text'>Welcome to This Bitter Pill ;                                                  version 4</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>354</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-2813868987481154816</id><published>2009-10-13T22:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T17:47:09.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StWaLF4Yd4I/AAAAAAAABVI/PbOxZBsGQxk/s1600-h/DSC03202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StWaLF4Yd4I/AAAAAAAABVI/PbOxZBsGQxk/s320/DSC03202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392385644193937282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;The "We'll meet in front of the library" Gang :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StWaKQ9DlhI/AAAAAAAABVA/GpFtwPCxoLU/s1600-h/DSC03248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StWaKQ9DlhI/AAAAAAAABVA/GpFtwPCxoLU/s320/DSC03248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392385629986461202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Wo de ai! Suck on that, Jia Wei!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StWaJ3YHVYI/AAAAAAAABU4/xlRuCzuPZ5o/s1600-h/DSC03247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StWaJ3YHVYI/AAAAAAAABU4/xlRuCzuPZ5o/s320/DSC03247.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392385623120631170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Mr Wee&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StWaJPNRckI/AAAAAAAABUw/0iX0YAIIif0/s1600-h/DSC03204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StWaJPNRckI/AAAAAAAABUw/0iX0YAIIif0/s320/DSC03204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392385612337738306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Miles, PimJim, Tizzlemania&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StWNBx3rtDI/AAAAAAAABUo/MdMNe6Upw9k/s1600-h/DSC03244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StWNBx3rtDI/AAAAAAAABUo/MdMNe6Upw9k/s320/DSC03244.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392371190552310834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;The Literature Girls&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StWNAg_UTWI/AAAAAAAABUY/nZ9EdawkkzE/s1600-h/DSC03166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StWNAg_UTWI/AAAAAAAABUY/nZ9EdawkkzE/s320/DSC03166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392371168841059682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Yvonne and I&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StWNAAItcYI/AAAAAAAABUQ/F0cBGbow4sg/s1600-h/DSC03155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StWNAAItcYI/AAAAAAAABUQ/F0cBGbow4sg/s320/DSC03155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392371160022086018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Navvy and Farah!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StWM_oZrWDI/AAAAAAAABUI/hm8xyFe1WYY/s1600-h/DSC03237.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StWM_oZrWDI/AAAAAAAABUI/hm8xyFe1WYY/s320/DSC03237.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392371153650800690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Mustafa, he's the overachiever ;)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StSVlKYFWkI/AAAAAAAABTI/_F0bPL_n3lk/s1600-h/DSC03195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StSVlKYFWkI/AAAAAAAABTI/_F0bPL_n3lk/s320/DSC03195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392099119542393410" border="0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;Too tall for you! muahahahaha&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StSVmvOPoXI/AAAAAAAABTY/BadeKO4zXyg/s1600-h/DSC03225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StSVmvOPoXI/AAAAAAAABTY/BadeKO4zXyg/s320/DSC03225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392099146613105010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Jia Wei! Confidante and friend&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StSVnCKfbmI/AAAAAAAABTg/zRLgnKr4Dus/s1600-h/DSC03232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StSVnCKfbmI/AAAAAAAABTg/zRLgnKr4Dus/s320/DSC03232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392099151697636962" border="0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Jason Tizzle&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StSVl2BVwlI/AAAAAAAABTQ/TUqoqUkv8pA/s1600-h/DSC03205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StSVl2BVwlI/AAAAAAAABTQ/TUqoqUkv8pA/s320/DSC03205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392099131258159698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Fidelia!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;Awesome friends for two years. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, if only Lina, Buzzy and Pai were still around, it would've been awesome-r! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;In any case, life in MD would have been so different without this bunch &lt;3&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;Becky&lt;/center&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/37181388-2813868987481154816?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2813868987481154816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=2813868987481154816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2813868987481154816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2813868987481154816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/sanity.html' title='sanity'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/StWaLF4Yd4I/AAAAAAAABVI/PbOxZBsGQxk/s72-c/DSC03202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-1977138635806693013</id><published>2009-09-14T08:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T09:01:09.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alrighty, people. Today's the first day of a brand new week. And as a student who's about to complete her A Level's Course, I think it's time to stop all activities that are distractions, ie, blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sq2VV_TPiOI/AAAAAAAABSg/zwozRiHKpog/s1600-h/house+m.d..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sq2VV_TPiOI/AAAAAAAABSg/zwozRiHKpog/s320/house+m.d..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381121334779545826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, I finally finished up Season 2 of House. It was awesome. My sister bought Season 3 yesterday but I shall only watch that after all my exams are over :) That's in November! .... Such a long way to go, but I can do this! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sq2VWDpdYxI/AAAAAAAABSo/yvkSiSOSZ0Q/s1600-h/sisters+keeper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sq2VWDpdYxI/AAAAAAAABSo/yvkSiSOSZ0Q/s320/sisters+keeper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381121335946470162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other distraction I had to get out of the way was 'My Sister's Keeper' by Jodi Picoult. It's such a good book! I finished it up last night at 1am and ended up in tears. For those of you who know, me crying is a big deal cos I don't cry so much... Unlike *cough*cough* Amelia &amp;amp; Lina :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, now it's time to start studying like crazy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reminder to self: Study now, free as a butterfly later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me, people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do this thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca Elicay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-1977138635806693013?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1977138635806693013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=1977138635806693013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1977138635806693013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1977138635806693013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/09/alrighty-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sq2VV_TPiOI/AAAAAAAABSg/zwozRiHKpog/s72-c/house+m.d..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-6217782105154067963</id><published>2009-09-13T17:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:59:44.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>days you don't forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sqy-gWhmuvI/AAAAAAAABR4/LWEtoXWSIbs/s1600-h/gangster+shiang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sqy-gWhmuvI/AAAAAAAABR4/LWEtoXWSIbs/s320/gangster+shiang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380885117812521714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a very special day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Dennis Lim Khai Shiang's birthday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis, my boybestfriend, you're a very special person to me. You were there for me last year when I wanted to rant and you comforted me and gave me a shoulder to cry on. You listened to whatever I had to say, whenever I got angry. You give me great relationship advice, sometimes... And other times you really suck at it, but it's okay :P I love you all the same :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a great friend, Shiang :) I'm glad you're happy now because you deserve all the happiness there is in this world. So don't be sad, okay? :) You said you can't do "this" but you can, boy. You're stronger than this ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs, I'll always be right here for you but I think you already know this hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sqy9XdtmOfI/AAAAAAAABRg/DpLLlJVHpc0/s1600-h/dennis+comic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sqy9XdtmOfI/AAAAAAAABRg/DpLLlJVHpc0/s320/dennis+comic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380883865611418098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sqy9XumrD3I/AAAAAAAABRo/lVOG9YIUjag/s1600-h/the+gang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sqy9XumrD3I/AAAAAAAABRo/lVOG9YIUjag/s320/the+gang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380883870145777522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gang&lt;/span&gt;! Only one missing is Becky T :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sqy9YGnHRMI/AAAAAAAABRw/EAvoOGr4PPc/s1600-h/shiang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sqy9YGnHRMI/AAAAAAAABRw/EAvoOGr4PPc/s320/shiang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380883876590077122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today's also a special (albeit sad) day for another reason. Because Amelia Lau Yi Ling left for Aberdeen, Scotland this morning :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sqy_IXq_gxI/AAAAAAAABSA/YU-Ha62ZWGw/s1600-h/amelia+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sqy_IXq_gxI/AAAAAAAABSA/YU-Ha62ZWGw/s320/amelia+love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380885805315097362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia, you know what I miss the most about us? I miss going to the same school and having the same classes with you. I miss going to the toilet and taking pictures there. I miss laughing like crazy in classes. I miss talking in code words that only the two of us are able to understand. I miss it all :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SqzBQrxGa-I/AAAAAAAABSY/jmMc-yQvxQc/s1600-h/running+with+ame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SqzBQrxGa-I/AAAAAAAABSY/jmMc-yQvxQc/s320/running+with+ame.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380888147171634146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Case in picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss going out with you and stuffing our faces like crazy. I'll miss having a partner to eat Peanut Butter + Kaya Waffles with. I'll miss singing Chinese songs in the K-Box. I'll miss sleepovers at your place. I'll miss our heart-to-heart talks on the phone. I'll miss having you call me and talk to me about your day. Oh goodness, I'll even miss hearing you whine about how much you ate or how much weight you think you've gained -.- hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss everything we've gone through together. 6 years of our friendship has taught us alot about ourselves. We bicker all the time but in the end, we always reconcile. Sometimes, we're like an old married couple, we say so little to each other because we know each other so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SqzBQKZ_3lI/AAAAAAAABSQ/Z9UIih5PJnw/s1600-h/mirror+shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SqzBQKZ_3lI/AAAAAAAABSQ/Z9UIih5PJnw/s320/mirror+shot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380888138216365650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SqzBP7gPRFI/AAAAAAAABSI/8muQMcEIlTw/s1600-h/amelia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SqzBP7gPRFI/AAAAAAAABSI/8muQMcEIlTw/s320/amelia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380888134216008786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I'll miss you, bestfriend &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in a few months :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca Nicholas Elicay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-6217782105154067963?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/6217782105154067963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=6217782105154067963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6217782105154067963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6217782105154067963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/09/days-you-dont-forget.html' title='days you don&apos;t forget'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sqy-gWhmuvI/AAAAAAAABR4/LWEtoXWSIbs/s72-c/gangster+shiang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-6570102910009185339</id><published>2009-09-10T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T19:50:57.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>butterflies in my tummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SqjkzupXVpI/AAAAAAAABRI/pw1Rzw0VTi4/s1600-h/worms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SqjkzupXVpI/AAAAAAAABRI/pw1Rzw0VTi4/s320/worms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379801332240045714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is to my boy :) I insist you eat dinner before you snack on sweets and junk food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nai Kiat, you must stop eating sweets and junk food before dinner! Don't spoil your appetite. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Becky Elicay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-6570102910009185339?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/6570102910009185339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=6570102910009185339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6570102910009185339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6570102910009185339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/09/butterflies-in-my-tummy.html' title='butterflies in my tummy'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SqjkzupXVpI/AAAAAAAABRI/pw1Rzw0VTi4/s72-c/worms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-1204249784993687671</id><published>2009-09-08T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:28:49.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>distracted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nakedthoughts.tumblr.com/"&gt;Naked Thoughts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are What I Have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tumblr.com/"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt; is really exxxxciting! You can pick up so many good quotes and interesting pictures from there :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't forget to show me some love on this site still, okay? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main thoughts go down here, anyway. Don't ditch me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-1204249784993687671?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1204249784993687671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=1204249784993687671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1204249784993687671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1204249784993687671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/09/naked-thoughts-are-what-i-have.html' title='distracted'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-8857902304523902115</id><published>2009-09-06T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:59:31.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SqPKY028tUI/AAAAAAAABRA/88dVNzq5z48/s1600-h/believe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SqPKY028tUI/AAAAAAAABRA/88dVNzq5z48/s320/believe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378364907865290050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via: &lt;a href="http://yourebeautiful.tumblr.com"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to believe in this. That "things always change for the better". And to my dear, dear friend out there who feels SO angry some days that he just doesn't know what to do anymore, believe in this. Because if you don't have this to hold on to, then.. I'm sorry, you're rather screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimism is the key. People ask me how I can be so optimistic when my life seems to be falling apart. I guess it's because I know God's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; be there for me through thick and thin. He will be there to wipe the tears from my eyes. He sees me crying when no one else does. He gives me comfort that I can hold on to. If you're all pessimistic and "emo" as most of us would put it nowadays, you're going to sink into depression and you won't be able to see the light at the end of the tunnel. The part where things look up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it from me. I've had a pretty crappy life these past few years. I have. I mean, okay, I've not been starving to death or dying from an illness but... let's just say that there have been events in my life that left me emotionally unavailable and emotionally dead. And that emotionless state carried on for two years until God finally woke me up through a very special person. God began to show me that things don't always have to be so depressing. But it was all up to me. I had a choice. To start living with hope or to just let myself waste away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose hope. I chose freedom in Christ. I chose to believe in love again. I chose to believe that things will change for the better. I chose to believe that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I can do anything through Him who gives me strength"&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And life's never been better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I urge you, if you're feeling slightly crappy today and the world is not on your side, choose to be optimistic. Choose to believe that things will change for the better :)&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/37181388-8857902304523902115?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8857902304523902115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=8857902304523902115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8857902304523902115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8857902304523902115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-believe.html' title='Just believe'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SqPKY028tUI/AAAAAAAABRA/88dVNzq5z48/s72-c/believe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-1241681947093058622</id><published>2009-09-03T00:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:45:09.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sp6hCGp6vlI/AAAAAAAABQ4/ujpQN-VnBgs/s1600-h/Delighted+Birthday+Boy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sp6hCGp6vlI/AAAAAAAABQ4/ujpQN-VnBgs/s320/Delighted+Birthday+Boy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376912062645190226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To the one who's been there for me through it all.&lt;br /&gt;To the one who knows me best.&lt;br /&gt;To the one who makes me smile when no one else can.&lt;br /&gt;To the one whose smile I love.&lt;br /&gt;To the one who gives the best hugs ever.&lt;br /&gt;To the one whose voice calms me down.&lt;br /&gt;To the one who makes me crazy sometimes yet pacifies me.&lt;br /&gt;To the one I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days, we argue and argue and argue and neither one of us wants to back down cos we're both too stubborn to give up. Yet somehow, we always seem to solve our problems within the day of the argument itself. I think that's one of the best things about us :) Our ability to resolve issues without being a pain in each other's ass :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sp6edQeMrtI/AAAAAAAABQw/3UQ8xd2Not0/s1600-h/can%27t+imagine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sp6edQeMrtI/AAAAAAAABQw/3UQ8xd2Not0/s320/can%27t+imagine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376909230601973458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unique thing about you, boy, is the way you make me humble myself. I'm a proud and rather obnoxious person. But you see past all that. And I really love you for that :) Thank you, because who knows how I might have ended up without you? I don't even wanna think about that... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by the way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sp6eBoYmlAI/AAAAAAAABQo/63bPVXJcrPA/s1600-h/sexy+smart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sp6eBoYmlAI/AAAAAAAABQo/63bPVXJcrPA/s320/sexy+smart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376908755984618498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me proud, my little nerd! :D Congratulations on your A's. Don't be so modest. You're smart, so show it off :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nai Kiat ♥, the past year plus 8 months have been wonderful. I think one of the greatest things about us is that we've learned to really live life together. We've learned to tackle the hardest parts of life head on and not back down. You've taught me a lot and ... I love you. I do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 20th Month ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours,&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca Nicholas Elicay :)&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/37181388-1241681947093058622?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1241681947093058622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=1241681947093058622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1241681947093058622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1241681947093058622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/09/20.html' title='20!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sp6hCGp6vlI/AAAAAAAABQ4/ujpQN-VnBgs/s72-c/Delighted+Birthday+Boy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-6261938767060946122</id><published>2009-09-02T23:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:47:19.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the other side..</title><content type='html'>Hello, hello. Yes, I know I haven't blogged in yonks. And no, I have no reason for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, yes, I do! Like &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://bytes-infinitum.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amelia&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://jadesimian.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheesecake&lt;/a&gt;, I get too sucked into Twitter that I can't be arsed to blog anymore. Plus, there's also laziness. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just a quick update on the important stuff going on in my life. Point form, a la &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://digitaldreams.blogdrive.com/"&gt;Nikki&lt;/a&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Got our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June AS results&lt;/span&gt; back. Got more than I deserve, in my honest opinion&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; in Literature&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; in English AS (AGAIN. Damn it. My essay writing skills aren't pro enough, I guess. Sniff.)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; in Chemistry (Excpected an E, really :S)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; in GP (HEY. Not bad considering my general knowledge of world news and crap is near to    ZERO :P Plus, I never stepped into a single GP class)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Been lazing around after my Mock Exams, watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;House&lt;/span&gt; and anything else I can get my hands on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Thanks to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dennis&lt;/span&gt;, I'm loving &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John Mayer&lt;/span&gt;'s live album, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where the Light Is&lt;/span&gt;. Check out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daughters&lt;/span&gt; from that album on You Tube! Sexyness galore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Went for the YDM Treasure Hunt at Yayasan last Saturday. A fun &amp;amp; laughter filled day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Had a Sungkai buffet at Le Taj with Angel Shameless and Princess Buzzings! Super full, you wouldn't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. After dinner, we went to a Karaoke ... bar? And embarrassed ourselves with Pink - Who Knew and Akar Bumi &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Planning on going hiking with Amelia and her lover, DTM. Soon, soon, on a hot sunny day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Also going out with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Naked&lt;/span&gt; after his exams! :D That'll be the first time in months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I can't hit 10 things cos my life is simply not "happening" enough :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I shall be going out with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the boy&lt;/span&gt; a few times before we go into full crazy, study mode for A Levels. Planning to go to the beach because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nai Kiat&lt;/span&gt; insists that we fly a kite together. I don't know about him but I know that I can't fly a kite to save anyone's life. Really. My dad used to get the kites up in the air then pass the string to my brother and I to tug on it for a bit then we had to pass it back to my dad. And that's all the kite experience I ever had. Hmm, I guess it beats most people's kite experience. Don't think everybody had the privelege of flying kites.... Why the hell am I going on about kites? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I really thank God for my results :) I know it might seem crazy to you cos you see C's in my results and C's aren't good enough BUT.. take into consideration the fact that I only studied for my Chemistry one week before the exam as I was putting everything into English Literature. Only after the Literature papers did I start revising my Chemistry. So yes, I really thought I'd flunk it and I'd have to take it again in November. But alas, I consulted two Chemistry teachers and they both said I should concentrate on the A2 part of my syllabus in November :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely different and random note, I really wanna watch UP! I think I'll ask NK if we can catch a movie and dinner after the beach :D I heard UP is really, really good! And it's been ages since I've been to the theatre. I remember the last time I was supposed to catch Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince with Amelia &amp;amp; gang, Mummy forbade me because of the H1N1 theatre horror stories. Were they real, by the way? Can anyone clarify? Hmm. But anyway, yes, I am excited! I think I'll have some popcorn and water during the movie :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yokey, I think that's enough blab from me. If you guys really miss my blog posts, there is an alternative in the form of &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ickydoodles"&gt;my Twitter posts&lt;/a&gt;! It's 140 words per post so I usually post up about 6 or less a day :) Ch-ch-ch-ch-check it out! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and anyone wanna buy me this album?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sp6Tnjbx6eI/AAAAAAAABQg/j8vVxoaKJPo/s1600-h/i+want%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sp6Tnjbx6eI/AAAAAAAABQg/j8vVxoaKJPo/s320/i+want%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376897312862890466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe Okay, maybe I'm pushing it a little, eh? Check out his videos on You Tube!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-6261938767060946122?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/6261938767060946122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=6261938767060946122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6261938767060946122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6261938767060946122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-other-side.html' title='On the other side..'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sp6Tnjbx6eI/AAAAAAAABQg/j8vVxoaKJPo/s72-c/i+want%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-5855273795247001100</id><published>2009-06-11T18:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:15:33.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>danced in the moonlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry.. I've just never been able to sleep through the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne-yo - Mad = A good song :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are over, holidays are here! :D Time to celebraaaaaaaate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is why, I'm going to a friend's house on Saturday to BAKE! With Shiang, Anna, Jason &amp;amp; Rita. Awesome :D After which, Shiang and I will go to YDM and then dinner with the awesome school mates + ex-school mates :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. I know I'm pretty much letting this blog die but.. there's not been a blogspiration, okay -.- I lead a very anti-social life. Or rather, I used to. Hopefully I'll be able to post up a crap load of pictures on Saturday or Sunday from the outings :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an amazing song, btw. Everyone should download it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Beach Boys - God Only Knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I may not always love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;.&lt;/s&gt; But long as there are stars above you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; You never need to doubt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; I'll make you so sure about it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; God only knows what I'd be without you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; If you should ever leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. Though life would still go on believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. The world could show nothing to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. So what good would living do me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; God only knows what I'd be without you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; If you should ever leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. Well life would still go on believe me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; The world could show nothing to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. So what good would living do me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God only knows what I'd be without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥  always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Becky&lt;/span&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/37181388-5855273795247001100?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5855273795247001100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=5855273795247001100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5855273795247001100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5855273795247001100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/06/danced-in-moonlight.html' title='danced in the moonlight'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-1369953330766448</id><published>2009-06-08T14:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T14:46:03.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more than meets the eye.</title><content type='html'>Do all good things really come to an end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll find out soon enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I really can't wait to get Chemistry Paper 1 done and over with. I wish Wednesday would come sooner :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exams, there are places to go, people! :D I need to update myself with movies, sushi &amp; the beach.. Speaking of movies, Transformers 2!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SiyzTspLFcI/AAAAAAAABQY/Q8mZZVsey88/s1600-h/trans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SiyzTspLFcI/AAAAAAAABQY/Q8mZZVsey88/s320/trans.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344844008764675522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngam tu! Hopefully it'll come out in Brunei during our school holidays. Kalau inda jua, I'm still gonna catch it on the big screen :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay. Must. Study. Chemistry. NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Becky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-1369953330766448?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1369953330766448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=1369953330766448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1369953330766448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1369953330766448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-than-meets-eye.html' title='more than meets the eye.'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SiyzTspLFcI/AAAAAAAABQY/Q8mZZVsey88/s72-c/trans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-5602317366329285791</id><published>2009-06-04T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:27:44.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please tell me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;Where am i on your list of priorities?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-5602317366329285791?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5602317366329285791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=5602317366329285791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5602317366329285791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5602317366329285791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/06/please-tell-me.html' title='Please tell me..'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-1697483362307590957</id><published>2009-06-01T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T14:01:12.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No freaking way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How... unflattering T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.saintandrew.edu.bn/gallery.html"&gt;Check it! (Literature Festival 2007)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the bright side, we won that debate against Cornwall and I got the Best Speaker award! :D So can't quite complain, eh? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and SHIMNEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the &lt;a href="http://www.saintandrew.edu.bn/gallery.html"&gt;first Parents' Day&lt;/a&gt; after the last Literature Festival 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you love me :D HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-1697483362307590957?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1697483362307590957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=1697483362307590957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1697483362307590957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1697483362307590957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-freaking-way-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-7020092098036655969</id><published>2009-06-01T10:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:50:54.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you remember the time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SiM_X2ODY8I/AAAAAAAABQM/pKQbtVRizWU/s1600-h/crutches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SiM_X2ODY8I/AAAAAAAABQM/pKQbtVRizWU/s320/crutches.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342183261915538370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! I'm hoping that this won't be me in a few days time. You know, a girl in crutches T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Digress!)&lt;br /&gt;This is like my favourite ... um, emoticon?? ---&gt; T_T &lt;--- Just for the moment :P (End of Digress)  I busted my knee on Saturday at YDM! We were all singing and jumping around to "This is How We Overcome" when I landed on my right foot and POP!  It felt like something had twisted in my kneecap. I fell down onto my seat, clutching my knee, feeling the most &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;excruciating&lt;/span&gt; pain ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told to rest.... Which I didn't do :P Stubbornly went to Excapade for dinner with the peeps ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'm hobbling around, with a walking stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woe is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably going to the hospital with Momo to get it checked out cos I can't straighten my right leg. At a certain angle, the knee cap will start to hurt so I can't walk normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, on a much happier note, I'm getting a new gadget! :D (deleted) Mehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, my Mission is completed : Finish Organic Chemistry by today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I shall be off to tackle Inorganic Chemistry. ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! And check out what's been stopping me from blogging these past few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ickydoodles"&gt;My Twitter Account!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-7020092098036655969?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/7020092098036655969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=7020092098036655969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/7020092098036655969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/7020092098036655969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-you-remember-time.html' title='do you remember the time?'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SiM_X2ODY8I/AAAAAAAABQM/pKQbtVRizWU/s72-c/crutches.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-7639333107463044944</id><published>2009-05-27T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:19:33.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was surfing the net for an analysis of 'A Birthday' by Christina Rossetti when I came across some Birthday Calculator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's not like I believe in this kinda rubbish but I always try it out just for fun and to see what nonsense they'd come up with :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Heck lotta crap so I'll edit to the interesting ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;6 April 1991&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Your date of conception was on or about 14 July 1990 which was a Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You were born on a Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Your Life path number is &lt;a href="http://www.astrology-numerology.com/num-lifepath.html#lp3" target="_blank"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fortune cookie reads:&lt;br /&gt;The hard times will begin to fade, joy will take their place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Life Path Compatibility:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 3, 6 &amp;amp; 9. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;(I Say: LIES)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should get along well with those with the Life Path numbers 1, 2, 5 &amp;amp; 11.&lt;br /&gt;You are least compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 4, 7, 8 &amp;amp; 22.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;(I Say: LIES)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birthday falls into the Chinese year beginning 2/15/1991 and ending 2/3/1992.&lt;br /&gt;You were born in the &lt;a href="javascript:popitup5('/CSigns/Goat.gif','Chinese%20Zodiac%20Sign',%20125,%20122,'white')"&gt;Chinese year of the Goat&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Native American Zodiac sign is Hawk; your plant is Dandelion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(THIS IS COOL) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As of 5/27/2009 5:58:57 AM EDT&lt;br /&gt;You are 18 years  old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 217 months  old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 947 weeks  old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 6,626 days old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 159,029 hours old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 9,541,798 minutes old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 572,507,937 seconds old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;" &gt;Celebrities who share your birthday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top songs of 1991&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;(SADLY NO ONE FAMOUS :( )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="600" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=I+Do+It+for+You+Bryan+Adams%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;I Do It for You by Bryan Adams&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=I+Wanna+Sex+You+Up+Color+Me+Badd%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;I Wanna Sex You Up by Color Me Badd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=Gonna+Make+You+Sweat+C+%26+C+Music+Factory%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=Rush%2C+Rush+Paula+Abdul%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;Rush, Rush by Paula Abdul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=One+More+Try+Timmy+T%2E%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=More+Than+Words+Extreme%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;More Than Words by Extreme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;amp;tag=holidaypages&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=/gp/search%3F%26index=music%26keywords=I+Like+the+Way+Hi%2DFive%26_encoding=UTF8" target="_blank"&gt;I Like the Way by Hi-Five&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your age is the equivalent of a dog that is 2.59334637964775 years old. (Life's just a big chewy bone for you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lucky day is Tuesday. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;(REALLY? Hmm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lucky dates are 9th, 18th, 27th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Today is not one of your lucky days! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(HMM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There are 314 days till your next birthday&lt;br /&gt;on which your cake will have 19 candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those 19 candles produce 19 BTUs,&lt;br /&gt;or 4,788 calories of heat (that's only 4.7880 food Calories!) .&lt;br /&gt;You can boil 2.17 US ounces of water with that many candles.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(HAHAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.paulsadowski.org/showpicture.asp?PhotoId=clap.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In 1991 there were approximately 4.1 million births in the US.&lt;br /&gt;In 1991 in the US there were approximately 2,148,000 deaths (8.6  per 1000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth flower is DAISY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   The moon's phase on the day you were&lt;br /&gt;born was waning gibbous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Whut?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. Bah. Belajar ku nie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Nerd mode, ON.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-7639333107463044944?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/7639333107463044944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=7639333107463044944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/7639333107463044944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/7639333107463044944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-was-surfing-net-for-analysis-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-118238479729538327</id><published>2009-05-27T16:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T17:02:39.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Shz3y4xkzQI/AAAAAAAABQE/1sdipo9TnGQ/s1600-h/DannyPhantomWallpaper800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Shz3y4xkzQI/AAAAAAAABQE/1sdipo9TnGQ/s320/DannyPhantomWallpaper800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340415711760403714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Shz3ygq3xKI/AAAAAAAABP8/Eg4_OM2Z4T0/s1600-h/12642spongebob-squarepants-posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Shz3ygq3xKI/AAAAAAAABP8/Eg4_OM2Z4T0/s320/12642spongebob-squarepants-posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340415705289835682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Shz3yRy3rMI/AAAAAAAABP0/y7cHadSo1lQ/s1600-h/beverly_hills_chihuahua03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Shz3yRy3rMI/AAAAAAAABP0/y7cHadSo1lQ/s320/beverly_hills_chihuahua03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340415701296852162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Shz3yKCMFsI/AAAAAAAABPs/C1h48QfjvOw/s1600-h/Jimmy-Neutron-jimmy-neutron-118329_1024_768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Shz3yKCMFsI/AAAAAAAABPs/C1h48QfjvOw/s320/Jimmy-Neutron-jimmy-neutron-118329_1024_768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340415699213620930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I let my emotions overtake my head. Then I go and do things I damn well regret :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could take back what I did. But I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, ♥.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always,&lt;br /&gt;Becky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-118238479729538327?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/118238479729538327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=118238479729538327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/118238479729538327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/118238479729538327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/05/mad-world.html' title='Heartless.'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Shz3y4xkzQI/AAAAAAAABQE/1sdipo9TnGQ/s72-c/DannyPhantomWallpaper800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-5956494674161951717</id><published>2009-05-24T18:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T18:58:31.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lately, i feel like I'm goin crazy</title><content type='html'>I am addicted to watching videos on YouTube then snatching it off the net :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had 4 exams this week. Chemistry Practicals on Tuesday, GP and English Literature 4 on Wednesday and English AS on Friday. They were all okay except GP. I dread my results :( BIDA JUA IF GOT A D or C there (sniff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL. What's done is done. Got three more papers to go! Then after that, it's freedom! I shall go out with friends and double date with my current favourite couple besides myself &amp;amp; Nai Kiat (muahahaha) : Amelia Lau Yi Ling &amp;amp; Dennis Lim Kai Shiang ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, of course, there's the long awaited YOUTH CAMP! :D Excited for that too! hehehe. It's gonna be tons of fun this year :D Although, I'll miss Becky T and Wesley :( Wouldn't be the same without you guys. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much lighter note, though, everybody should check out &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/HappySlip"&gt;HAPPYSLIP&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/kevjumba"&gt;KEVJUMBA&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/gabebondoc"&gt;GABE BONDOC&lt;/a&gt;! They're all so entertaining :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also download Josh Verdes - Save Me! It's so calm and relaxing. Sweet too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some random photos that's probably already been up on the blog before but what the hell. You can never have too much of me ;) HAHA apakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/ShkksKOaPdI/AAAAAAAABPc/ycqC_EfrfDc/s1600-h/DSC00937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/ShkksKOaPdI/AAAAAAAABPc/ycqC_EfrfDc/s320/DSC00937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339339174302072274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Straight Teeth FTW! :P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Shkkr9-XGgI/AAAAAAAABPU/DQLxWrciv2A/s1600-h/DSC01040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Shkkr9-XGgI/AAAAAAAABPU/DQLxWrciv2A/s320/DSC01040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339339171013532162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Momo hates photos. I love :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Shkkr2d4xBI/AAAAAAAABPM/njnNKkR8hd8/s1600-h/Ame+Me+Buzzy+sexy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Shkkr2d4xBI/AAAAAAAABPM/njnNKkR8hd8/s320/Ame+Me+Buzzy+sexy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339339168998278162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Rawr, baby! ;)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Shkkrh9ZMxI/AAAAAAAABPE/RGd4WMxW7LE/s1600-h/Delighted+Birthday+Boy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Shkkrh9ZMxI/AAAAAAAABPE/RGd4WMxW7LE/s320/Delighted+Birthday+Boy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339339163493282578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;This was the Happy Bithday Boy in February! Good times, Good times :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/ShkkrahmwOI/AAAAAAAABO8/g_P3MP9rofE/s1600-h/awesome+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/ShkkrahmwOI/AAAAAAAABO8/g_P3MP9rofE/s320/awesome+photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339339161497682146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Awesome YDMers!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Nice photo, though, right? We know ;)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/ShknH6n5xOI/AAAAAAAABPk/D3TaTNAGxog/s1600-h/naked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/ShknH6n5xOI/AAAAAAAABPk/D3TaTNAGxog/s320/naked.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339341850173621474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;This was last year with Shimney! We caught Enchanted after this. I remember treating the boys snacks from the Candy Bar since they split dinner between the two of them :D Gentlemen, they are :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, dinner time now. For two weeks now, we've been eating out every single day! Like Roar!berto would say, "Easy to get fat that *hinthint*" :P But Mummy took time outta her very busy schedule to cook us Beef Soup! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovelove!&lt;br /&gt;Becky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-5956494674161951717?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5956494674161951717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=5956494674161951717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5956494674161951717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5956494674161951717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/05/lately-i-feel-like-im-goin-crazy.html' title='lately, i feel like I&apos;m goin crazy'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/ShkksKOaPdI/AAAAAAAABPc/ycqC_EfrfDc/s72-c/DSC00937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-3955067790427970359</id><published>2009-05-21T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:58:10.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flat</title><content type='html'>Thank you, God for that motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it starts, Here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-3955067790427970359?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3955067790427970359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=3955067790427970359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/3955067790427970359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/3955067790427970359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/05/flat.html' title='flat'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-5508170581729343133</id><published>2009-05-20T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:10:20.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>along the lines of freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You're over there when I need you here&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Becky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-5508170581729343133?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5508170581729343133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=5508170581729343133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5508170581729343133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5508170581729343133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/05/along-lines-of-freedom.html' title='along the lines of freedom'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-8287316599504571657</id><published>2009-05-17T09:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T09:48:50.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little prayer for you</title><content type='html'>I need a good hair dryer. A heavy, hardcore one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need concentration :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Paper 2 was not cool btw. You'd think Composition would be a piece of cake, right? Think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still Paper 1 which I did better in last year... So I'm hoping I can redeem myself there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lifts a prayer to God*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-8287316599504571657?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8287316599504571657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=8287316599504571657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8287316599504571657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8287316599504571657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-prayer-for-you.html' title='a little prayer for you'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-3564641184403983674</id><published>2009-05-15T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T13:22:14.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say what you want</title><content type='html'>Alright. It starts here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;English AS Paper 2&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 hr 13 mins&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around, I'm hoping to get an A. And not just a lousy B. That was so degrading, okay :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;, help me. Please no writer's block :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-3564641184403983674?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3564641184403983674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=3564641184403983674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/3564641184403983674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/3564641184403983674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/05/say-what-you-want.html' title='say what you want'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-8544323502093251537</id><published>2009-05-12T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:10:02.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eternity with you over the here and now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Come Holy Spirit&lt;br /&gt;Fall in this place&lt;br /&gt;I need more and more of You&lt;br /&gt;Fill me again with the power of Your spirit&lt;br /&gt;Lord I’m crying out for&lt;br /&gt;More and more of You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a figure of speech, I would be an &lt;u&gt;oxymoron&lt;/u&gt;... or a &lt;u&gt;contradiction&lt;/u&gt;. At its best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yours Always,&lt;br /&gt;Becky&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/37181388-8544323502093251537?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8544323502093251537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=8544323502093251537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8544323502093251537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8544323502093251537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/05/eternity-with-you-over-here-and-now.html' title='eternity with you over the here and now'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-2015540374554168521</id><published>2009-05-11T21:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:25:45.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just because.</title><content type='html'>it shouldn't have to be limited to when occasions call for it.. sometimes, surprises are nice. sometimes, reminders are nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep it short. keep it simple. keep it sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'd get so excited, you won't even believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SggmXLnXYLI/AAAAAAAABOk/qIt1k41RbjM/s1600-h/gammacropped+contrastIMG_4437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SggmXLnXYLI/AAAAAAAABOk/qIt1k41RbjM/s320/gammacropped+contrastIMG_4437.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334555938317099186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SggmnA1lIWI/AAAAAAAABOs/7d_mumuyqJg/s1600-h/ii_1857.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SggmnA1lIWI/AAAAAAAABOs/7d_mumuyqJg/s320/ii_1857.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334556210301837666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sggm61EEakI/AAAAAAAABO0/iMfXnH6AGI8/s1600-h/Love01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sggm61EEakI/AAAAAAAABO0/iMfXnH6AGI8/s320/Love01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334556550738766402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jealousy rears its ugly, green head. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-2015540374554168521?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2015540374554168521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=2015540374554168521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2015540374554168521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2015540374554168521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-because.html' title='just because.'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SggmXLnXYLI/AAAAAAAABOk/qIt1k41RbjM/s72-c/gammacropped+contrastIMG_4437.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-953738781977968201</id><published>2009-05-11T15:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:14:51.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>come with me on an escapade</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifestyle.msn.com/your-look/makeup-skin-care-hair/staticslideshowglamour.aspx?cp-documentid=19363931&amp;amp;imageindex=6"&gt;Glamour&lt;/a&gt; shares..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;h1 class="title"&gt;Six Beauty Secrets Every Model Knows&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll never pluck my brows—thick is beautiful.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Pro brow pluckers agree: The shape you were born with is most flattering for you, like Austria’s full brows. When cleaning up stray hairs, follow your God-given arch. “Don’t use a magnifying mirror,” says brow expert Ramy. “It can lead to over-plucking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I snort :P Thick is NOT beautiful, I am a living proof of that. Or rather, I was a living proof of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I used to have THICK THICK eyebrows. Like, seriously. Not sexy, yo. Even Nai Kiat admits that I only caught his eye AFTER I got my brows plucked (shamefaced) hehe. But hey, a girl's gotta do what she's gotta do to feel sexy, right ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifestyle.msn.com/your-look/makeup-skin-care-hair/staticslideshowglamour.aspx?cp-documentid=19363931&amp;amp;imageindex=6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glamour&lt;/a&gt; lies -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures so you can laugh at my expense......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry in advance to Amelia, Agnes, Buzzy and Lina. You guys are lawa.... now :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SgfcQ6eSgrI/AAAAAAAABNc/tGzMnxMdK9U/s1600-h/ames+and+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SgfcQ6eSgrI/AAAAAAAABNc/tGzMnxMdK9U/s320/ames+and+i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334474466775958194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SgfcRcO0OnI/AAAAAAAABN8/0hcIDg5m3Ew/s1600-h/ame+baz+me+nes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SgfcRcO0OnI/AAAAAAAABN8/0hcIDg5m3Ew/s320/ame+baz+me+nes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334474475837864562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SgfcRXkeZuI/AAAAAAAABN0/8ErbPNsZN5Y/s1600-h/ME%21+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SgfcRXkeZuI/AAAAAAAABN0/8ErbPNsZN5Y/s320/ME%21+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334474474586531554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SgfcRPOg4OI/AAAAAAAABNs/5RDoPPQpii8/s1600-h/me+and+buzz..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SgfcRPOg4OI/AAAAAAAABNs/5RDoPPQpii8/s320/me+and+buzz..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334474472346935522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SgfcRISD9KI/AAAAAAAABNk/kNjr8QCBIh8/s1600-h/buz+and+i.+VAIN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SgfcRISD9KI/AAAAAAAABNk/kNjr8QCBIh8/s320/buz+and+i.+VAIN.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334474470482769058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;BUT THEN. I plucked my brows.. And you guys can be the judges ;)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SgfdPk4_myI/AAAAAAAABOM/nuWj51M_YyQ/s1600-h/nuryul%27s+sendoff+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SgfdPk4_myI/AAAAAAAABOM/nuWj51M_YyQ/s320/nuryul%27s+sendoff+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334475543314144034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SgfdPsO_ysI/AAAAAAAABOE/rsOl-QqItRM/s1600-h/besties4eva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SgfdPsO_ysI/AAAAAAAABOE/rsOl-QqItRM/s320/besties4eva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334475545285479106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sgfd2zVukbI/AAAAAAAABOU/Ty211m5s3sc/s1600-h/The+Bestie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sgfd2zVukbI/AAAAAAAABOU/Ty211m5s3sc/s320/The+Bestie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334476217207656882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sgfd9gLWSMI/AAAAAAAABOc/9OSiRHTZ5a0/s1600-h/THE+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sgfd9gLWSMI/AAAAAAAABOc/9OSiRHTZ5a0/s320/THE+photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334476332322932930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, fine, I know my brows probably look the same, like not much difference before and after plucking/threading. But I guess I don't have the right pictures :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOW, FACT IS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is not Beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Becky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-953738781977968201?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/953738781977968201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=953738781977968201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/953738781977968201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/953738781977968201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/05/come-with-me-on-escapade.html' title='come with me on an escapade'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SgfcQ6eSgrI/AAAAAAAABNc/tGzMnxMdK9U/s72-c/ames+and+i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-1870714232033262920</id><published>2009-05-08T09:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:54:06.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little did I know,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SgOQUjrwYII/AAAAAAAABNU/KED25ge20PY/s1600-h/Muara+Beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SgOQUjrwYII/AAAAAAAABNU/KED25ge20PY/s320/Muara+Beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333265066587349122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-1870714232033262920?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1870714232033262920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=1870714232033262920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1870714232033262920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1870714232033262920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-did-i-know.html' title='Little did I know,'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SgOQUjrwYII/AAAAAAAABNU/KED25ge20PY/s72-c/Muara+Beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-2642131843307413578</id><published>2009-05-03T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:37:09.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at the Man in the Mirror</title><content type='html'>I love Michael Jackson. I really do. I've always been a big fan of his songs and his dance moves :D I remember vaguely the concert held in Brunei when I was way younger. All the screaming and him with his hat thingy. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, you just gotta question his sanity. Or in this case, his sense of fashion :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sf1lYAe6OqI/AAAAAAAABNM/q7kQS-V1SX0/s1600-h/michael+jackson.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sf1lYAe6OqI/AAAAAAAABNM/q7kQS-V1SX0/s320/michael+jackson.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331528996997446306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;What the hell are you wearing, Jacko? &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. What??? O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures courtesy of The Insider.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-2642131843307413578?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2642131843307413578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=2642131843307413578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2642131843307413578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2642131843307413578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/05/look-at-man-in-mirror.html' title='Look at the Man in the Mirror'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sf1lYAe6OqI/AAAAAAAABNM/q7kQS-V1SX0/s72-c/michael+jackson.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-2797093360150170181</id><published>2009-05-01T09:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:31:02.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't No Other Fa Sure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SfpQRWNcwyI/AAAAAAAABM0/-zNUxG9J1Yo/s1600-h/DSC00402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SfpQRWNcwyI/AAAAAAAABM0/-zNUxG9J1Yo/s320/DSC00402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330661367896392482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SfpQREonSxI/AAAAAAAABMs/8YOnojt1CMU/s1600-h/DSC00451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SfpQREonSxI/AAAAAAAABMs/8YOnojt1CMU/s320/DSC00451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330661363178490642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SfpOS50Vw2I/AAAAAAAABMM/TQ85wdI7bGM/s1600-h/DSC003551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SfpOS50Vw2I/AAAAAAAABMM/TQ85wdI7bGM/s320/DSC003551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330659195611366242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SfpOS01KyWI/AAAAAAAABME/Wbm5VJJHDbI/s1600-h/DSC00350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SfpOS01KyWI/AAAAAAAABME/Wbm5VJJHDbI/s320/DSC00350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330659194272663906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SfpPdSz4HJI/AAAAAAAABMk/lK66-2PicXo/s1600-h/DSC00544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SfpPdSz4HJI/AAAAAAAABMk/lK66-2PicXo/s320/DSC00544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330660473630629010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beyond confused. There are no words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Becky.&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/37181388-2797093360150170181?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2797093360150170181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=2797093360150170181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2797093360150170181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2797093360150170181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/05/aint-no-other-fa-sure.html' title='Ain&apos;t No Other Fa Sure'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SfpQRWNcwyI/AAAAAAAABM0/-zNUxG9J1Yo/s72-c/DSC00402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-8482392529020174528</id><published>2009-04-21T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:13:04.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't No Other.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bestfriend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approximately 18 score years ago, you were born into this world. We've known each other since we were kids as we went to the same nursery school together but we never liked each other. No, we didn't. I thought you were a spoilt brat............ Well, I still think you're a spoilt brat but that's a different story now :P We got to know each other since Form One, a few words spoken, here and there. Insults thrown, from me cos I was a sarcastic little pain at that time ;) After a while, we got closer and closer and BOOM! a great friendship was formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friendship that has lasted through thick and most definitely, thin. We always have petty little squables. More so in highschool than we do now. We'd argue about silly little things that need not be fought over. But hey, that's what bestfriends do ;) However, we always seem to patch things up ASAP because we just can't live without each other, right? :D Or rather, you can't live without me. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be going off soon and I just want you to know that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; miss you. I'll miss our many hour long phonecalls. Or you telling me stupid stuff that would make me go -.-" or laugh my ass off :P Like this, for example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(on the phone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amelia&lt;/span&gt;: BECKYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: WHAT WHAT?! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amelia&lt;/span&gt;: *fake cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: What happened?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amelia&lt;/span&gt;: I sinned today :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: WHAT DID YOU DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amelia&lt;/span&gt;: I finished one whole (insert chocolate) bar! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: ...... HAHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss silly stuff like that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Amelia Lau Yi Ling. You've always wanted a sister you could count on to tell your everything to but you forget that I'm a sister outside your family. Your sista from anotha motha :D Thank you for always being there for me when I need you the most. For being available for me and my nasty rants and moodswings. For reading those secret E's and replying with exactly what I need to hear :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 18th Birthday, Ms Lesbonerd Partner of Mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(ps, study, you nitwit. regret karang. smack you -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca.&lt;br /&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/37181388-8482392529020174528?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8482392529020174528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=8482392529020174528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8482392529020174528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8482392529020174528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/04/aint-no-other.html' title='Ain&apos;t No Other.'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-2767893590383714281</id><published>2009-04-19T17:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T18:59:43.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fingers crossed</title><content type='html'>Hello wello! Slept over at Aimee's last night. That was awesome :D hehe We barely get to spend time with each other considering we're in two different schools and also, our parents are so strict, they rarely let us go jalan :( But yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was good bonding time from around 3 - 6pm. Then Chloe, Vivian and Diana came for Steamboat! That was good fun ;) After which, we ate cake, let our food digest, swam! then mandi-ed and Chloe and Vivian went home whilst myself, Ame and Diana played Spongebob Monopoly like losers :P It was supposed to be a sleepover in which we don't do much sleeping like it was for previous years BUT THEN. Since we're getting older (haha, whut -.-) and stuff, we fell asleep at 2+am. Sigh. Fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, woke up bright and early and went for Dimsum at Phong Mun :) awesome food for awesome pigs like yours truly ;) Aimee's mother then sent the three of us to Gadong. We just jalan-ed around till 1.30 and we went our separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds really -.- ZZZ boring. But it wasn't :) It was good fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pictures of all of the above another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today, my much delayed 18th Birthday photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SermEg0tC3I/AAAAAAAABLs/YJYZqgTZnHk/s1600-h/IMG_2121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SermEg0tC3I/AAAAAAAABLs/YJYZqgTZnHk/s320/IMG_2121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326322474523888498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Birthday Girl, fa sureeee&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SesDmIRId_I/AAAAAAAABL8/QEFNtnAmv3g/s1600-h/IMG_2106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SesDmIRId_I/AAAAAAAABL8/QEFNtnAmv3g/s320/IMG_2106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326354937884997618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awesome friends and awesome-r loved one (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SerekAs-HHI/AAAAAAAABLc/eQQVTEu20Rk/s1600-h/IMG_2046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SerekAs-HHI/AAAAAAAABLc/eQQVTEu20Rk/s320/IMG_2046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326314219564309618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt; V^_^ hehe&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SercmwjyPNI/AAAAAAAABLU/Imp3iAEWZzw/s1600-h/IMG_2073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SercmwjyPNI/AAAAAAAABLU/Imp3iAEWZzw/s320/IMG_2073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326312067747167442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Viv!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SerW4YwH5MI/AAAAAAAABLM/6XSQOkrF5xY/s1600-h/IMG_2091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SerW4YwH5MI/AAAAAAAABLM/6XSQOkrF5xY/s320/IMG_2091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326305773524346050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nesle so happee&lt;/span&gt; ;P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SerThze6m3I/AAAAAAAABLE/y_Xtyxnr6DA/s1600-h/IMG_2044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SerThze6m3I/AAAAAAAABLE/y_Xtyxnr6DA/s320/IMG_2044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326302087028054898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I..... have no comment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SeiKkbNDDuI/AAAAAAAABK8/wRoZXbdNvrk/s1600-h/IMG_2043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SeiKkbNDDuI/AAAAAAAABK8/wRoZXbdNvrk/s320/IMG_2043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325658917748018914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Say whut Chua?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SeiIZ1cRuPI/AAAAAAAABK0/-5CM4AXJ6u0/s1600-h/IMG_2031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SeiIZ1cRuPI/AAAAAAAABK0/-5CM4AXJ6u0/s320/IMG_2031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325656536789399794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trying to seduce the camera :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Seh_G7J-RyI/AAAAAAAABKs/lvqcRZ5XA9s/s1600-h/IMG_2025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Seh_G7J-RyI/AAAAAAAABKs/lvqcRZ5XA9s/s320/IMG_2025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325646316301076258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aww Happy Couple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SehhO4kUE9I/AAAAAAAABKk/RtpAmhahUTg/s1600-h/IMG_2013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SehhO4kUE9I/AAAAAAAABKk/RtpAmhahUTg/s320/IMG_2013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325613467696370642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Edewin &amp;amp; Nai Nai :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SehfOW3P4uI/AAAAAAAABKc/Kf3OmWbUDC8/s1600-h/IMG_2000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SehfOW3P4uI/AAAAAAAABKc/Kf3OmWbUDC8/s320/IMG_2000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325611259625726690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;HAHA&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sehdu0nVMoI/AAAAAAAABKU/R8bbTx3x_aI/s1600-h/IMG_2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/Sehdu0nVMoI/AAAAAAAABKU/R8bbTx3x_aI/s320/IMG_2010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325609618344587906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bunny up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SegEgks72kI/AAAAAAAABKM/1bRsYutSI9U/s1600-h/IMG_2096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SegEgks72kI/AAAAAAAABKM/1bRsYutSI9U/s320/IMG_2096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325511517020084802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is why I'm hot....... HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SerqCXfcBeI/AAAAAAAABL0/a8g1D7vSQjg/s1600-h/IMG_2097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SerqCXfcBeI/AAAAAAAABL0/a8g1D7vSQjg/s320/IMG_2097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326326835705546210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Got that right. RAWR!&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always,&lt;br /&gt;BECKY THE BOMB! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Going on a hiatus. Not like many actually read.. apart from my silent stalkers ;) hehe.  Just that, exams are coming up soon and.. yeah, don't wanna screw that up by not studying and going online instead -.-" But I might come online here and there to post a lil sumin sumin up so watch this space :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 more days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-2767893590383714281?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2767893590383714281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=2767893590383714281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2767893590383714281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2767893590383714281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/04/fingers-crossed.html' title='fingers crossed'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SermEg0tC3I/AAAAAAAABLs/YJYZqgTZnHk/s72-c/IMG_2121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-5397449998175032927</id><published>2009-04-14T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:24:59.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I don't know why I do this to myself :(&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-5397449998175032927?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5397449998175032927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=5397449998175032927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5397449998175032927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5397449998175032927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-know-why-i-do-this-to-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-4684045453779003414</id><published>2009-04-13T15:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:31:56.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't try to front</title><content type='html'>Hello world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't blogged in forever (besides the birthday post) because you know, the same old stuff : SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few pictures from the surprise party at Capers.. For those who don't have Facebook ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Those who don't know, I turned 18 last Monday :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SeLwng2txmI/AAAAAAAABKE/bJ1xaVGrKIg/s1600-h/IMG_2098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SeLwng2txmI/AAAAAAAABKE/bJ1xaVGrKIg/s320/IMG_2098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324082271130338914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAH. AFTER LIKE HALF AN HOUR. BLOGGER PROCEEDS TO TELL ME THAT MY UPLOAD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAILS!&lt;br /&gt;FAILS!&lt;br /&gt;FAILS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Another day then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;becky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Replies&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;jiayean&lt;/span&gt;: Thank you for the bday wish, boss :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt;: Whachu laughin about ? :( My elephantine self? Sniff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-4684045453779003414?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4684045453779003414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=4684045453779003414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4684045453779003414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4684045453779003414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/04/dont-try-to-front.html' title='don&apos;t try to front'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SeLwng2txmI/AAAAAAAABKE/bJ1xaVGrKIg/s72-c/IMG_2098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-2730694841036457199</id><published>2009-04-06T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:15:16.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and a thought crosses my mind :)</title><content type='html'>I am the most horrible person the world has ever known :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a very catty remark in my earlier post that I don't expect anything at all :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take that back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, on my 18th birthday, I received &lt;br /&gt;- AN ASSORTMENT of goodies from Shabby Chic!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;TWO&lt;/B&gt; handmade cards.&lt;br /&gt;- ONE Nano Chrome Ipod!&lt;br /&gt;- ONE Stamp Set!&lt;br /&gt;- ONE SURPRISE BIRTHDAY DINNER AT CAPERS!&lt;br /&gt;- ONE SONY CAMERA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was I to complain :( I'm horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all those who made it to the surprise and even those who couldn't make it but tried to! :D I love you all! Best birthday ever, hands down :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my dearest darling Wee Nai Kiat who planned the surprise and made two beautiful cards and also bought me the Ipod :) You pamper me too much, I swear &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to Jordine for a WONDERFUL day yesterday (pictures and blog post soonies!) and the gifts :D I love you! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to MOMO and dad for the camera :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who wished me on Facebook, in school and through messages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel uber loved :D hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. But right. Today, I broke a metal stool in the Chemistry lab :( So embarrassing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an ELEPHANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL. :D I AM LOVED. HEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;BECKY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-2730694841036457199?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2730694841036457199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=2730694841036457199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2730694841036457199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2730694841036457199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-thought-crosses-my-mind.html' title='and a thought crosses my mind :)'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-597108026674188128</id><published>2009-04-04T10:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:36:09.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hopes and none</title><content type='html'>A wise friend once told me that you shouldn't expect too much of a loved one for your birthday.. She said that the least you should expect is a card :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, i expect less than a card. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-597108026674188128?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/597108026674188128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=597108026674188128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/597108026674188128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/597108026674188128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/04/hopes-and-none.html' title='hopes and none'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-4988410328694987857</id><published>2009-03-09T12:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:48:02.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hot and cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I have a smile stretched from ear to ear&lt;br /&gt;To see you walking down the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It's just you and me on my island of hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Love You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I know I can't change the way you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I show you all the beauty you possess&lt;br /&gt;If you'd only let yourself believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Adia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Truth be told I've tried my best&lt;br /&gt;But somewhere along the way&lt;br /&gt;I got caught up in all there was to offer&lt;br /&gt;And the cost was so much more than I could bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fallen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm going on a crazy frenzy downloading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sarah McLachlan&lt;/span&gt; songs :D From her album "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Surfacing&lt;/span&gt;". It's a great album to listen to for if you're depressed. Although, if you wanna get out of your misery and pick yourself up off the ground, please don't listen to her songs. They're absolutely depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong though, it's not like I'm (extremely) depressed or anything, but her lyrics are just so beautifully poetic :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, to be honest I don't like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; all&lt;/span&gt; her songs. Like the one above, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Love You&lt;/span&gt;? Not the best. But the lyrics are pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So GO! Go download &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sarah McLachlan's&lt;/span&gt; songs. Much commendable! (heh heh. I don't even know if I'm using that word in the right context. But it sounds correct O.O Caroline or Ches ??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Becky&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/37181388-4988410328694987857?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4988410328694987857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=4988410328694987857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4988410328694987857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4988410328694987857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/03/hot-and-cold.html' title='hot and cold'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-6711269390634032266</id><published>2009-03-04T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T17:40:25.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't speak.</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I bothered asking when I had a feeling I knew what the answer was going to be. Same as it usually is, no ? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this time, I thought you'd say :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes! Let's! I've missed it! And you! :D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High hopes crash harder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-6711269390634032266?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/6711269390634032266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=6711269390634032266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6711269390634032266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6711269390634032266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-speak.html' title='don&apos;t speak.'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-4055501843472352466</id><published>2009-03-01T16:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:32:02.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>legal and fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY BELATED 18TH BIRTHDAY, DK LINA MAZIYYAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE LOVED, BABE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUGS!  i miss your motherly ways :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWAKS!&lt;br /&gt;becky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY BELATED 18TH BIRTHDAY, LIM JONG HAU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello wello, people. Just a quick update :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive and kicking but school been draining my energy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really scared for my upcoming June AS Level Exams. Just thinking about it makes my heart beat a million miles a minute and my breathing gets ragged due to nervousness. Okay, I have to study. I just need to study hard and be extra nerdy 8) hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, yes, that's about it really :) Sorry I've gotten quite boring. But I assure you that I'll have at least one, if not two, picture posts this month! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned,&lt;br /&gt;Becky&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/37181388-4055501843472352466?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4055501843472352466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=4055501843472352466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4055501843472352466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4055501843472352466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/03/legal-and-fun.html' title='legal and fun'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-6599227101113975059</id><published>2009-02-25T16:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:55:40.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna break this spell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SaUFhZfrG8I/AAAAAAAABJ0/vBmDuQkn5xg/s1600-h/jealousy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SaUFhZfrG8I/AAAAAAAABJ0/vBmDuQkn5xg/s320/jealousy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306653807263554498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Jealousy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jealousy is a "complex reaction" because it involves such a wide range of emotions, thoughts and behaviours.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emotions - pain, anger, rage, sadness, envy, fear, grief, humiliation. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thoughts - resentment, blame, comparison with the rival, worry about image, self-pity. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Behaviours - feeling faint, trembling and sweating, constant questioning and seeking reassurance, aggressive actions, even violence. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;(reference: &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/relationships/couples/heartaches_jealousy.shtml"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Becky&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/37181388-6599227101113975059?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/6599227101113975059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=6599227101113975059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6599227101113975059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6599227101113975059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-wanna-break-this-spell.html' title='I wanna break this spell'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SaUFhZfrG8I/AAAAAAAABJ0/vBmDuQkn5xg/s72-c/jealousy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-1368638850479278738</id><published>2009-02-18T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:10:39.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angel of mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SZvp39eGdZI/AAAAAAAABJs/ci80ZQgz1Gs/s1600-h/21092008%28007%291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SZvp39eGdZI/AAAAAAAABJs/ci80ZQgz1Gs/s320/21092008%28007%291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304090133761783186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday, my dearest Wee Nai Kiat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are wonderful beyond description&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On my darkest of days, you know just what to say or do to make me smile and laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You've sacrificed a lot for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We argue and debate like crazy over our differences on many matters and you always put up a good fight. Stubborn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You always tell me I can do it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You never give up on us&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You always tell me the truth eventhough it hurts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That smile of yours lights up your face which in turn, put smiles on everybody else's face&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're naturally cute and you don't even know it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're modest about your intelligence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're caring&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're kind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're helpful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're lovable&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're loving&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're loved, love :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're the BOMB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I don't think you know just what a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;blessing&lt;/span&gt; you are to all of us. You've &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;impacted my life &lt;/span&gt;in so many different ways. You pacify me :) You have&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;faith in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; even when I don't. You always assure me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;things are going to be okay&lt;/span&gt; and you're always right! You're not afraid to tell me that I'm wrong and I need that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you, mister&lt;/span&gt;. And even though your birthday might not be special to you, it is to me. If you weren't born on this very day, how would my life be right now? ;) Very different, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 18th Birthday and I can't wait till you get your license! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yours, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rebecca Nicholas Elicay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥  always&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/37181388-1368638850479278738?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1368638850479278738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=1368638850479278738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1368638850479278738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1368638850479278738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/02/angel-of-mine.html' title='angel of mine'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SZvp39eGdZI/AAAAAAAABJs/ci80ZQgz1Gs/s72-c/21092008%28007%291.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-2911086260930077260</id><published>2009-02-15T12:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T13:05:08.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>No one ever said it would be so hard</title><content type='html'>I absolutely ♥  Coldplay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first fell in love with their song The Scientist a few years back when I was watching Wicker Park. The song was used at the right moment and had the precise effect the producer was probably going for. Watch Wicker Park and you'll get what I mean :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V3Kd7IGPyeg&amp;amp;hl=en&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/V3Kd7IGPyeg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a sad, love song, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next song helped my siblings and I through the tougher times in our life what with the lyrics being :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;When you get what you want but not what you need&lt;br /&gt;When you feel so tired but you can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in reverse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Could it be worse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/34KF_UzrwAY&amp;amp;hl=en&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/34KF_UzrwAY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love when the lead guitar comes in and takes over at 2:26 ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not the least, I want to be able to play the piano like Chris Martin! Such passion! Gwenyth Paltrow is so lucky.... Damn. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iPSf8yrMoLE&amp;amp;hl=en&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/iPSf8yrMoLE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although I admit, he goes a little weirdly passionate singing his songs live O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody! Buy me a Coldplay album and I will love you the way a fat boy loves his chocolate! hahahaha Nolah. My love isn't that cheap ;) Rawr! Right, Roarberto? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Questions of science,&lt;br /&gt;Science and progress.&lt;br /&gt;Do not speak as loud as my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out,&lt;br /&gt;Becky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-2911086260930077260?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2911086260930077260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=2911086260930077260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2911086260930077260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2911086260930077260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-one-ever-said-it-would-be-so-hard.html' title='No one ever said it would be so hard'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-604049585835221418</id><published>2009-02-15T11:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T11:47:16.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little less conversation,</title><content type='html'>a little more action, please :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SZePhe2qDBI/AAAAAAAABJk/J8JwjXwwiQc/s1600-h/red-roses-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SZePhe2qDBI/AAAAAAAABJk/J8JwjXwwiQc/s200/red-roses-photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302864891632815122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had a great one filled with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVELOVELOVE&lt;/span&gt; and roses and chocolates :D Every girl loves gifts ;) hehe and the guys out there too! Don't deny okay. We know you love receiving gifts too. Did you get yours ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, yesterday was Navrita Kaur's Bday! AKA Gossip Girl of St. Andrews Class of 2007 btw HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Navvy! I hope your balloon is still alive and &lt;s&gt;kicking&lt;/s&gt; floating :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it, folks. Been online 13 minutes too long :O (geek) hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get back to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parametric Differentiation&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Becky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-604049585835221418?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/604049585835221418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=604049585835221418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/604049585835221418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/604049585835221418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-less-conversation.html' title='a little less conversation,'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SZePhe2qDBI/AAAAAAAABJk/J8JwjXwwiQc/s72-c/red-roses-photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-2953611022021799051</id><published>2009-02-10T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T00:18:49.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday Wee Nai Ping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan malu-malu. If you malu, how will you get the ladies? ;) hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you always! Continue to work hard for those A's that I know you're gonna get next year in your O Levels :) And be a good loving brother to Nai Kiat :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your frienddd,&lt;br /&gt;Becky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-2953611022021799051?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2953611022021799051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=2953611022021799051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2953611022021799051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2953611022021799051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-wee-nai-ping-jangan-malu.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-3030570726153982275</id><published>2009-02-09T07:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T07:58:35.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, look what you've done</title><content type='html'>What, oh what, am I doing at this time blogging? No, I'm not blogging from Math class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually at home. Still in my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baju tidur&lt;/span&gt;. See, my mum has a splitting migraine and she said she didn't think she would even be able to drive a car :( Poor &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Momo&lt;/span&gt;. So I tried calling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charlie&lt;/span&gt; to tell her to pick us up but that sleepy head slept through all my calls -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I'm stuck at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me no likey it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because school has some sort of hold on me. I'm scared to miss classes because one day can mean a LOT in college. I can just imagine how much &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Math&lt;/span&gt; work I'll be missing. All those &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Trig Differentiation&lt;/span&gt; sums. Oh, I hope they don't start on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Trig Differentiation&lt;/span&gt; without me :( Then there's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt; where I'm sure &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cikgu A&lt;/span&gt; will go through &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ionic Equilibria&lt;/span&gt; in the blink of an eye. The same way he finished &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Rate of Reactions&lt;/span&gt; in TWO FREAKING DAYS ONLY :( Crazeh. And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;English Literature&lt;/span&gt;.. Oh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;English Literature&lt;/span&gt;. I have a love-hate relationship with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt; *Nods head* Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm 0.1% happy&lt;/span&gt; that I'm not at school because I haven't finished the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Commonwealth Essay&lt;/span&gt; that was supposed to be handed in today *Shamefaced* Sorry lah! Creative juices are flowing awayyyyyy awayyyyyy awayyyyyyyyy. So I guess this absence can be used for me to work on my essay. And study for that upcoming Chemistry test on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Group 7 &amp;amp; Nitrogen and Sulphur&lt;/span&gt;. Damn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Group 7&lt;/span&gt;. So very complicated O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I must go now to write that 1750 words essay.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Think 500 pounds, Becky.  500 pounds. 500 pounds. 500 pounds*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I can do this :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always,&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-3030570726153982275?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3030570726153982275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=3030570726153982275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/3030570726153982275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/3030570726153982275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-look-what-youve-done.html' title='Oh, look what you&apos;ve done'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-8653249175597478980</id><published>2009-02-02T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:27:33.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a bed of nails, he makes me wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and I'll wait &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, such an old song, U2 - With or Without You. Slow and sad. If my memory serves me right, my dad loves this song. Yes, quite random, I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I checked the breakdown for my Math results and my Paper 1 is a B, my Paper 6 is an A! That was quite disappointing. Walking to the board, I was hoping it would both be A's but I guess I quite deserve what I got. I remember doing very badly for Paper 1 so I'm very blessed to get a B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALTHOUGH, I've been thinking of retaking my Math. Just to get AA for my breakdown.... Nai Kiat says I should.. But he's an overachiever, aren't you, mister ? :P Mummy says I should just leave it and work hard this year for my A2 so that I'll get an A :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think that's exactly what I'll do :D Honestly, I can't be bothered to revise topics from last year. I'm already dying as it is with my current A2 syllabus for Chemistry, Literature and Maths. I'm really gonna kill myself if I redo my Math AS. My social life will go kaput! :O We don't want that now, do we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, however, retaking my English AS. I want an A. Not a B. English is the subject I'm best at... Yet my results don't show that :( Maths tepulang! Who would have thunk it? So yes, I'm retaking it. I'll also be sitting for GP but I won't be attending classes. Then there's Chemistry and Literature. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, I should go now. My Math homework beckons to me. Double sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVELOVE,&lt;br /&gt;becky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-8653249175597478980?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8653249175597478980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=8653249175597478980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8653249175597478980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8653249175597478980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-bed-of-nails-he-makes-me-wait.html' title='On a bed of nails, he makes me wait'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-4503620089148402726</id><published>2009-01-31T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T19:33:41.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of wishes and greetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOMO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're 53 now but you sure don't look your age ;) Jangan kambang hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rock of our family&lt;/span&gt;. For getting us through those tough financial times and for being stern with us when the time calls for it.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your children are the way they are thanks to you&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you, momo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know you read my blog -.- No privacy eh! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;Your daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Aunty Wendy!&lt;br /&gt;(Amelia's momo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Jack Ng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Wan Lu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know I'm missing someone out :S I just don't remember whoooo. Somebody's sister :S)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Replies;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ches: I know okay :( Ryan's been laughing at me for my B. In my defense, my teacher didn't really teach us how to write proper longass commentaries....... I might retake it in June HMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Thanks!&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/37181388-4503620089148402726?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4503620089148402726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=4503620089148402726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4503620089148402726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4503620089148402726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/01/of-wishes-and-greetings.html' title='Of wishes and greetings'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-854760110706299505</id><published>2009-01-30T10:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:45:13.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>The future's not I to see</title><content type='html'>So our A &amp;amp; AS Level Results came out yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm satisfied with what I got :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mathematics : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English AS : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY surprised too! :D To be honest, I was expecting a B or a C in Math and a C or a D in EAS heeeeheeeeeeheeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's about it for now. Gotta hit the books for a Chem Test I am sonotreadyfor. What's more, Mummy's birthday's tomorrow but she wants to celebrate it tonight :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Chem Test is tomorrow btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW Nuryul Baboon totally rocked her O Levels! :D She got an A in DMath!! There, I'm bragging on your behlaf, Nuryul hehe &lt;3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-854760110706299505?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/854760110706299505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=854760110706299505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/854760110706299505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/854760110706299505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/01/futures-not-i-to-see.html' title='The future&apos;s not I to see'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-6748581644052051629</id><published>2009-01-28T19:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T19:21:23.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring in the New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SYA-RzKdkBI/AAAAAAAABJU/jp3RvrfcFD4/s1600-h/oranes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SYA-RzKdkBI/AAAAAAAABJU/jp3RvrfcFD4/s320/oranes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296301637300490258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;center&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY THESE FIRST &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;15 DAYS&lt;/span&gt; OF THE NEW YEAR  (i've been told they're the more important days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't gamble your ang pao money away, kids ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Alright, I know that was like 2 days late but I wasn't home for the whole of Monday. I was at my cousins place, celebrating with them :) Just family. It was nice and (somewhat) quiet and full of laughter all around! And as for yesterday, I was busy with school and homework and the likes :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In case anyone's wondering, YDM's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Simply Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; event last Saturday was great! It was full of fun and games and.. yeah! :D Or maybe I'm being biased considering I was one of the organizers. Hmm. What do you think, YDM-ers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;No pictures as of yet cos there's something wrong with my USB cable O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;more next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Replies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt;: Yeap ;) hehe And thanks for the wish, from both of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reader&lt;/span&gt;: I meant, I was being lame lah. Not you. haha Paranoid eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cs&lt;/span&gt;: Let's plan this in further detail soon k! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anon&lt;/span&gt;: Um. hah. Who're youuuu? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt;: And I miss you tooooo~ Will talk soon k! And shut up, you no good girl either! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-6748581644052051629?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/6748581644052051629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=6748581644052051629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6748581644052051629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6748581644052051629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-chinese-new-year-enjoy-these.html' title='Bring in the New Year'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SYA-RzKdkBI/AAAAAAAABJU/jp3RvrfcFD4/s72-c/oranes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-5684009708034468532</id><published>2009-01-28T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:51:03.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can you feel the love tonight?</title><content type='html'>or rather, everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be honest. Some days, i really don't feel it. I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i know it's there :) so that's all that really matters, right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yes, i am at school, in EAS class =. Hey, don't judge me :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always,&lt;br /&gt;Becky from school ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-5684009708034468532?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5684009708034468532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=5684009708034468532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5684009708034468532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5684009708034468532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-you-feel-love-tonight.html' title='can you feel the love tonight?'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-4735363459691504604</id><published>2009-01-21T21:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:30:56.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talkin' bout my girl (8)</title><content type='html'>Hello people. Yes, I realise I haven't blogged in yonks. But then again, school eats away all the free time I have :( Just this morning, I was slaughtered by a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt; test. On Reaction Kinetics :( Damn Rate of Reaction. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much less depressing note, a lot of people have moved &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;back to MD from PTEK&lt;/span&gt;! So sure, our timetables were all disrupted and a mess because of their returns but the happy atmosphere is back! Now, I don't feel all that suffocated anymore. Which is quite ironic because there were much less people before the inflow of students from PTEK. Why did I feel so suffocated in an empty school? Save for the fact that our hallways were always empty, I was quite friendless. Especially during my PS Block. My PS is now in Block 4 so I made new friends (well, not so new but.. yeah, never really hung out with them much before) : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rebecca Lim, Yvonne, Han Chyi (sp??), Jaqy&lt;/span&gt; and some others :) I'm quite happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I do miss &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buzzy and Leenuh.&lt;/span&gt; Sigh.. But we'll go out, right guys ? We shall keep in contact and update each other, yes ? :) Love~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am running out of words fast so I shall get back to this blogging business when I have pictures or interesting news :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always,&lt;br /&gt;Becky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-4735363459691504604?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4735363459691504604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=4735363459691504604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4735363459691504604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4735363459691504604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/01/talkin-bout-my-girl-8.html' title='talkin&apos; bout my girl (8)'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-1781986793912161576</id><published>2009-01-13T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:06:22.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;To a special girl across the world ... (Ok, fine, Singapore but you feel so far away!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY &lt;u&gt;NURYUL BABOON&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're loved and missed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Becky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-1781986793912161576?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1781986793912161576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=1781986793912161576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1781986793912161576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1781986793912161576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-961922689949541865</id><published>2009-01-09T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:25:56.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pictures from school. This is from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;NK&lt;/span&gt;'s phone. I have some pictures to show how empty &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; actually is but I haven't uploaded those :P Maybe tomorrow ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SWdbxhB2aGI/AAAAAAAABH4/llEbpB0Qh8M/s1600-h/07012009%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SWdbxhB2aGI/AAAAAAAABH4/llEbpB0Qh8M/s320/07012009%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289297193607784546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SWdbxtgR9RI/AAAAAAAABHw/RdKpd-3-_Tk/s1600-h/07012009%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SWdbxtgR9RI/AAAAAAAABHw/RdKpd-3-_Tk/s320/07012009%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289297196956644626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SWdbxVJlV2I/AAAAAAAABHo/vuOoWKDkfss/s1600-h/07012009%28009%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SWdbxVJlV2I/AAAAAAAABHo/vuOoWKDkfss/s320/07012009%28009%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289297190418995042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah :) That's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Nicoleyyyy&lt;/span&gt; picked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dennis&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;NK and I&lt;/span&gt; up from school yesterday to have &lt;u&gt;Rojak and Cucur Udang&lt;/u&gt; at Lee Loi Fatt at Batu Bersurat! :D hahaha It was good! We ate $8 worth of Rojak and $8 worth of Cucur Udang. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;NK and I &lt;/span&gt;shared a bowl of &lt;u&gt;Laksa and ABC&lt;/u&gt; :D It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Nic&lt;/span&gt;'s treat so Tashakor! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Tashakor is Thank you in Afghanistan :O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm reading the book entitled "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Kite Runner&lt;/span&gt;" by Khaled Hosseini. It is GOOD! Very good! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Aimee&lt;/span&gt; cried throughout the whole book, apparently. I have yet to shed a tear :S Am I a robot ? :( I borrowed the book from the library. I was really surprised to see it on the rack! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I shall be off now. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ry&lt;/span&gt; wants to use and I want to finish up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Kite Runner&lt;/span&gt; before I sleep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove,&lt;br /&gt;becky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-961922689949541865?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/961922689949541865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=961922689949541865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/961922689949541865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/961922689949541865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/01/pictures-from-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SWdbxhB2aGI/AAAAAAAABH4/llEbpB0Qh8M/s72-c/07012009%28005%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-6283371821263041492</id><published>2009-01-06T21:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T17:09:47.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boleh tahan</title><content type='html'>becky says:&lt;br /&gt;anyway! check out my site to see my spanking sexy hair!&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;apakan&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;judS. says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah i saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fringe looks awesome.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(yeah babey :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you look alot like karabel in some pics btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becky says:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT&lt;br /&gt;WHERE&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;WHERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;judS. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;on the blog?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ( &lt;---- Smartass -.- )&lt;/span&gt;.. hahah. or when im looking at pics of you.. i thought you were karabel. hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becky says:&lt;br /&gt;you must point out at least one so i can analyze :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;judS. says:&lt;br /&gt;um um um.. your.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;would you rather be a winner post.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres only one pic of you there with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becky says:&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;that one ?&lt;br /&gt;seriously ? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;judS. says:&lt;br /&gt;and the last picture from your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;to my one and only&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... you actually look like her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becky says:&lt;br /&gt;amg i see no resemblance&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;judS. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BA! You see that!? We actually look alike ?! Gee, do we really ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called Amelia today from the salon. Mummy and I went there after she picked me up from Dennis'. She wanted to wash her hair and since I had no time to mandi, I asked if I could get my hair washed too. Boleh! :D First time! ahaha sakai yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, Was talking to Ame and I asked if I have a British accent -.- Cos I've been told by classmates that I do have a British accent or rather, an accent that they just can't put their finger on :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia Lau Yi Ling confirmed my worst fear and said that RYAN ELIAY AND I SOUND ALIKE! :( NOOOOO! I sound like my bratty lil brother :( What is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. And yes, apparently I have an accent. Not British. Just an accent. She calls it "The Rebecca Accent" ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I have Block 2 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt; and Block 1 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Math&lt;/span&gt; :( I am SO not used to it. They're gonna reshuffle the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Math&lt;/span&gt; classes and I hope I get into Block 2 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Math&lt;/span&gt; so I can have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt; with Shiang and his girrrrlfriend :D Be the third wheel, ya know ? :D hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I heard the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Katok&lt;/span&gt; is messed up ?! Like, all those who used to be in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MD Gdg&lt;/span&gt; came back to visit us and are whinging saying they want to come back :D And I hope they do! Cos I am such a terrible loner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nai Kiat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; has left me to fend for myself in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt; :( He now has Block 2 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;. Or was it Block 1 ? :S But yeah. Go stone him for me, please :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no pictas for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove,&lt;br /&gt;becky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REPLIES&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Rikiana&lt;/span&gt;: Sure thang :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;elle&lt;/span&gt;: Sure, um, what's your site so I could link you back ? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt;: Yah, no more lovey dovey stuff. Only once or twice a year nie :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;niks&lt;/span&gt;: Thanks! :D To both my fringe and the comment on the post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;dwbnur@nuryul baboon&lt;/span&gt;: I miss you BABOON! and yes, not much to say since we already msged just now &gt;.&lt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bazilah&lt;/span&gt;: Oh shut up you :P You love my blog, you know it ;) I miss you too! :( And there's a pic of you! on Boxing Day in McD! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-6283371821263041492?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/6283371821263041492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=6283371821263041492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6283371821263041492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6283371821263041492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/01/becky-says-anyway-check-out-my-site-to.html' title='boleh tahan'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-1821210290677188071</id><published>2009-01-05T18:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:54:07.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why does it hurt so bad ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SWHlEE37QwI/AAAAAAAABHg/JRm4UhXexS0/s1600-h/image.php.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SWHlEE37QwI/AAAAAAAABHg/JRm4UhXexS0/s320/image.php.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287759295700222722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am IN LOVE with this pair of ballet pumps! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, school today was good. So maybe I didn't get all that I wanted but at least I have &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chemistry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nai Kiat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D Then again, that might change :( My Block 3 used to be my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;but is now my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;English Lit&lt;/span&gt;. So I guess I'm gonna be in Block 2 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Math&lt;/span&gt; with strangers :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Woe is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Nursing an upset heart. Yes, I was lying to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;becky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-1821210290677188071?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1821210290677188071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=1821210290677188071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1821210290677188071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1821210290677188071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-does-it-hurt-so-bad.html' title='Why does it hurt so bad ?'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SWHlEE37QwI/AAAAAAAABHg/JRm4UhXexS0/s72-c/image.php.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-8907652177522403962</id><published>2009-01-04T23:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:29:24.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will you talk to me on the phone till the sun comes up ?</title><content type='html'>NERVOUS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School! In! 6! Freaking! Hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to get used to waking up at 5.15am to iron my clothes, take a shower, get dressed, drink milo and sleep in the car :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how they're gonna assign us into our registration classes again. HMM. I hope I get into at least one class if not more with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;NK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and also Math with &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Shiang&lt;/span&gt;. HMM Maybe we'll have to go thru orientation. It would be my first time since I missed it last year :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like the only girrrrlfriend I'll have in MD will be Yu Zhen :( Plus I'm not very good at making friends. I is a loser, yes I am :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And damn! The tudung days are back! I hope I know how to use it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days when I used to like my uniform.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SWDUrwIVkqI/AAAAAAAABHY/glQuve4mbcc/s1600-h/rIMG_3793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SWDUrwIVkqI/AAAAAAAABHY/glQuve4mbcc/s320/rIMG_3793.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287459810652295842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SWDUrveOZfI/AAAAAAAABHQ/NOwAYwRPDe4/s1600-h/rIMG_3792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SWDUrveOZfI/AAAAAAAABHQ/NOwAYwRPDe4/s320/rIMG_3792.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287459810475664882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some good quality pictures from a nice camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SWDUrFYjvdI/AAAAAAAABHI/KKwl7Urd4lw/s1600-h/Elena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SWDUrFYjvdI/AAAAAAAABHI/KKwl7Urd4lw/s320/Elena.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287459799177608658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and a good camera phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;becky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-8907652177522403962?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8907652177522403962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=8907652177522403962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8907652177522403962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8907652177522403962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/01/will-you-talk-to-me-on-phone-till-sun.html' title='will you talk to me on the phone till the sun comes up ?'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SWDUrwIVkqI/AAAAAAAABHY/glQuve4mbcc/s72-c/rIMG_3793.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-5193105735287042732</id><published>2009-01-04T01:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:11:13.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>would you rather be a winner?</title><content type='html'>So the dinner on Friday at Capers was good! Karabel and I LOVED the Fettuccine Carbonara :D Ordered a few rounds of those. And it was hilarious! Everything that the waitress brought and announced, Ry would say "Oh, here!" Then after a while, he'd realise it wasn't ours. It's for the oldies :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some &lt;s&gt;low-quality&lt;/s&gt; pictures, perhaps ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7ZnCd_K7I/AAAAAAAABCQ/nhVVM_EHwz4/s1600-h/02012009902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7ZnCd_K7I/AAAAAAAABCQ/nhVVM_EHwz4/s320/02012009902.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286902277280312242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the Birthday Boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7a2Ls2xnI/AAAAAAAABDI/7i55Sgl4EZs/s1600-h/02012009910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7a2Ls2xnI/AAAAAAAABDI/7i55Sgl4EZs/s320/02012009910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286903636968261234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerwyn, Keane &amp;amp; Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7Zo7iK7PI/AAAAAAAABCo/nNwRzONreg4/s1600-h/02012009908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7Zo7iK7PI/AAAAAAAABCo/nNwRzONreg4/s320/02012009908.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286902309778550002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keane and Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7ZoN1axpI/AAAAAAAABCg/Fb12_iSwTh4/s1600-h/02012009907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7ZoN1axpI/AAAAAAAABCg/Fb12_iSwTh4/s320/02012009907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286902297511249554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keane, his food &amp;amp; Tabasco Sauce ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7Znq-5mvI/AAAAAAAABCY/ibTGKHUKe6g/s1600-h/02012009906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7Znq-5mvI/AAAAAAAABCY/ibTGKHUKe6g/s320/02012009906.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286902288155777778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baba and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7a1tMB54I/AAAAAAAABDA/zn8k9LYQb6A/s1600-h/02012009916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7a1tMB54I/AAAAAAAABDA/zn8k9LYQb6A/s320/02012009916.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286903628777514882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nai Kiat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7a1TieMxI/AAAAAAAABC4/VLhirC2mGYw/s1600-h/02012009913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7a1TieMxI/AAAAAAAABC4/VLhirC2mGYw/s320/02012009913.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286903621892322066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On New years Eve, after the dinner and countdown at Sheraton with the Family, Mummy sent Ry and I to church. We spent the first hour of the New Year there and then after the service, Jack brought us to Dennis' place. Shiang actually had a BBQ but we couldn't attend that. Ry and I just went for the sleepover :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are pictures :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BELOW: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.1.2009 at Dennis' place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7c3-1vZNI/AAAAAAAABDw/AmDqixofVtA/s1600-h/01012009859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7c3-1vZNI/AAAAAAAABDw/AmDqixofVtA/s320/01012009859.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286905866898859218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel K. and Aaron L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7c3fmJ-nI/AAAAAAAABDo/BGM_KwB6zQw/s1600-h/01012009858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7c3fmJ-nI/AAAAAAAABDo/BGM_KwB6zQw/s320/01012009858.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286905858511993458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky &amp;amp; Ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7c3KF_FoI/AAAAAAAABDg/DxjFfp8puTY/s1600-h/01012009857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7c3KF_FoI/AAAAAAAABDg/DxjFfp8puTY/s320/01012009857.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286905852739917442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben &amp;amp; Becky :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7c27LxrcI/AAAAAAAABDY/iaFlp9s-nKI/s1600-h/01012009855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7c27LxrcI/AAAAAAAABDY/iaFlp9s-nKI/s320/01012009855.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286905848737672642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesetar, Jack &amp;amp; part of Sheng's face and back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7c29rihgI/AAAAAAAABDQ/btuqd21jFqY/s1600-h/01012009853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7c29rihgI/AAAAAAAABDQ/btuqd21jFqY/s320/01012009853.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286905849407768066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host of the partay!&lt;br /&gt;Shiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7fRUQ3kbI/AAAAAAAABEA/qAXDBlWOah4/s1600-h/01012009872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7fRUQ3kbI/AAAAAAAABEA/qAXDBlWOah4/s320/01012009872.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286908501169770930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Shiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7fRDINdtI/AAAAAAAABD4/hl0hdJFL9GA/s1600-h/01012009867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7fRDINdtI/AAAAAAAABD4/hl0hdJFL9GA/s320/01012009867.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286908496570054354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chestar and Sheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7f3a7bvcI/AAAAAAAABEI/6aBDwnsK5jU/s1600-h/01012009862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7f3a7bvcI/AAAAAAAABEI/6aBDwnsK5jU/s320/01012009862.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286909155793944002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me!&lt;br /&gt;(for the perverted minds, I was wearing my dress still. It just can't be seen :S)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BELOW:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to/At Aunty Rita's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-XH3S3wcI/AAAAAAAABFY/vfJuQAdUCCk/s1600-h/29122008727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-XH3S3wcI/AAAAAAAABFY/vfJuQAdUCCk/s320/29122008727.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287110648914231746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-XIPDX5RI/AAAAAAAABFg/6qlZkLz9djE/s1600-h/29122008737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-XIPDX5RI/AAAAAAAABFg/6qlZkLz9djE/s320/29122008737.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287110655291680018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-XIQK9PHI/AAAAAAAABFo/LHzSgImE7bI/s1600-h/29122008740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-XIQK9PHI/AAAAAAAABFo/LHzSgImE7bI/s320/29122008740.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287110655591922802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-XjzhQqsI/AAAAAAAABFw/sfevQNYFEVM/s1600-h/29122008726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-XjzhQqsI/AAAAAAAABFw/sfevQNYFEVM/s320/29122008726.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287111128937179842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BELOW:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing on the 30.12.2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Ame the Bestie for a bit :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I give you, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her famous..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WTH face. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RAWR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-YOa76u7I/AAAAAAAABGI/SwBRrUgU_wc/s1600-h/30122008770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-YOa76u7I/AAAAAAAABGI/SwBRrUgU_wc/s320/30122008770.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287111861072477106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her infamous pose and my trademark one :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-YN9euU6I/AAAAAAAABF4/kJv6_ySxi4Q/s1600-h/30122008767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-YN9euU6I/AAAAAAAABF4/kJv6_ySxi4Q/s320/30122008767.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287111853165400994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our candid ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-YOXhbzjI/AAAAAAAABGA/MR_Tq8eqhQk/s1600-h/30122008765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-YOXhbzjI/AAAAAAAABGA/MR_Tq8eqhQk/s320/30122008765.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287111860156091954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw Yusof while I was queuing up to buy tickets for &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was being an idiot as per usual :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-Y-OwkrzI/AAAAAAAABGQ/-OO05wJAtJ0/s1600-h/30122008773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-Y-OwkrzI/AAAAAAAABGQ/-OO05wJAtJ0/s320/30122008773.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287112682437390130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His I'm-so-disappointed-with-you look! The horror!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then NK came at 2 and we went forrrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-ZoLtyq-I/AAAAAAAABGY/LJrrk1Xq0zE/s1600-h/30122008780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-ZoLtyq-I/AAAAAAAABGY/LJrrk1Xq0zE/s320/30122008780.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287113403174923234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-azFKatVI/AAAAAAAABG4/DnpYslQP_oI/s1600-h/30122008782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-azFKatVI/AAAAAAAABG4/DnpYslQP_oI/s320/30122008782.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287114689906128210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-a8aRrsDI/AAAAAAAABHA/OAqWhCr0p7k/s1600-h/30122008789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV-a8aRrsDI/AAAAAAAABHA/OAqWhCr0p7k/s320/30122008789.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287114850192568370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naked and Becky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you love me still. You musn't deny such things :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today, folks. School in approx. 30 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NERVOUS! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;becky :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-5193105735287042732?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5193105735287042732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=5193105735287042732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5193105735287042732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5193105735287042732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/01/would-you-rather-be-winner.html' title='would you rather be a winner?'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7ZnCd_K7I/AAAAAAAABCQ/nhVVM_EHwz4/s72-c/02012009902.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-3148090449355529775</id><published>2009-01-03T11:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:44:20.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>One year has come and gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Camera Shy boy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're always hiding from the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7hLyO3ORI/AAAAAAAABEo/lsXlBMzNHew/s1600-h/08122008%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7hLyO3ORI/AAAAAAAABEo/lsXlBMzNHew/s320/08122008%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286910605158463762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sometimes, I try to imitate you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7hMI8ZanI/AAAAAAAABEw/OcjqIPdnGt0/s1600-h/08122008%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7hMI8ZanI/AAAAAAAABEw/OcjqIPdnGt0/s320/08122008%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286910611255028338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have moments when you don't mind facing the flash,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7hL0woBuI/AAAAAAAABEg/lRpYVk9Zm04/s1600-h/P1030577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7hL0woBuI/AAAAAAAABEg/lRpYVk9Zm04/s320/P1030577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286910605836945122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7khllDZKI/AAAAAAAABE4/kN_KQCdtCXw/s1600-h/THE+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7khllDZKI/AAAAAAAABE4/kN_KQCdtCXw/s320/THE+photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286914278253880482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even moments when you feel like POSING :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7hLsaM1XI/AAAAAAAABEY/TH0OqBGvEvM/s1600-h/30122008779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7hLsaM1XI/AAAAAAAABEY/TH0OqBGvEvM/s320/30122008779.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286910603595404658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of the time, you face the camera because I'd get pissy if not :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7hLYVr-7I/AAAAAAAABEQ/WPHgykOLk8U/s1600-h/30122008775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7hLYVr-7I/AAAAAAAABEQ/WPHgykOLk8U/s320/30122008775.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286910598207765426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one year ago, you were so SHY with me. It was hard for us to communicate because you were afraid that everything you said would be wrong. I would be hurt because I'd think that you weren't interested. Boy, was I wrong ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a good year. Sure, we had downs but mostly UPS :D You've pampered me so much not just with gifts but with love and comfort. You never fail to make me smile, you know ;) It's been that way since we were in Form 4 but then you never noticed that :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never imagined that I would ever be called yours, or you, mine. But here we are, all grown up and inseparable. In such a short span of time, you have grown on me and you are the reason for my happiness. You've had such a great impact on my life, mister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My heart is yours to fill or burst,&lt;br /&gt;To break or bury,&lt;br /&gt;Or wear as jewellery.&lt;br /&gt;Whichever you prefer :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for all the horrible things I've ever said to you. You should know by now that I DO NOT mean any of those stuff. I say it out of anger :( I'm sorry, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should also know that I love you more than anyone could ever imagine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much, you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than the number of stars in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Much more than the number of grains of sand in the entire world!&lt;br /&gt;More than the diameter of all the planets put together :D&lt;br /&gt;So much until the sky would turn a multitude of colours if it were possible.&lt;br /&gt;So much that the sun might stop shining one day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, mister, for always brightening up my days. You do it best, you know ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours,&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7nDNXTCNI/AAAAAAAABFI/laXx5Jovkdg/s1600-h/heart.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7nDNXTCNI/AAAAAAAABFI/laXx5Jovkdg/s320/heart.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286917054892542162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-3148090449355529775?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3148090449355529775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=3148090449355529775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/3148090449355529775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/3148090449355529775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-year-has-come-and-gone.html' title='One year has come and gone'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV7hLyO3ORI/AAAAAAAABEo/lsXlBMzNHew/s72-c/08122008%28003%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-436795946322140734</id><published>2009-01-02T18:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T18:45:05.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to my one and only</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BROTHER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3tT9i2IYI/AAAAAAAABBQ/izgKmr6DGSo/s1600-h/31122008835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3tT9i2IYI/AAAAAAAABBQ/izgKmr6DGSo/s320/31122008835.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286642464796844418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3tThXY6xI/AAAAAAAABBI/kMmyzgXcBUQ/s1600-h/31122008810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3tThXY6xI/AAAAAAAABBI/kMmyzgXcBUQ/s320/31122008810.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286642457232599826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3tTvCbtFI/AAAAAAAABBA/R8CcSzDJKHA/s1600-h/31122008799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3tTvCbtFI/AAAAAAAABBA/R8CcSzDJKHA/s320/31122008799.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286642460902798418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ryan Nicholas Elicay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(nicknamed)&lt;br /&gt;Alex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's turning 16 today :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's such a &lt;s&gt;little&lt;/s&gt; brat and he gets everything he wants around the house :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows I love him so even though I make him open the gate for us everyday and he always has to make trips down the stairs to get me water and stuff. But he bullies me too! &gt;:( Really. He would wrestle with me and he'd win (hands down). I would tickle him but to no avail. He just takes my arms and pins it behind me then proceeds to hantam me. No mercy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he is cool and he is loved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the big, friendly giant that all the girls love ;) He's such a sweet talker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to that special girl of his out there, you are SO lucky. My brother will treat you like his one and only queen :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs!,&lt;br /&gt;Your sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuation! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BELOW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Alan Inspiration while Ry was getting his haircut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3r6Yo0GqI/AAAAAAAABA4/bXFibMtNRD8/s1600-h/31122008802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3r6Yo0GqI/AAAAAAAABA4/bXFibMtNRD8/s320/31122008802.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286640925881408162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chester and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3r6QGnvyI/AAAAAAAABAw/24tUGj9B_m8/s1600-h/31122008795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3r6QGnvyI/AAAAAAAABAw/24tUGj9B_m8/s320/31122008795.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286640923590508322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BELOW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3r6MRAAXI/AAAAAAAABAo/pb4jheBtXM0/s1600-h/28122008662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3r6MRAAXI/AAAAAAAABAo/pb4jheBtXM0/s320/28122008662.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286640922560299378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3r50HP_1I/AAAAAAAABAg/hxh-BCE1XJw/s1600-h/28122008661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3r50HP_1I/AAAAAAAABAg/hxh-BCE1XJw/s320/28122008661.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286640916076953426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3r5sAiu8I/AAAAAAAABAY/aPLOFJP-lPI/s1600-h/28122008659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3r5sAiu8I/AAAAAAAABAY/aPLOFJP-lPI/s320/28122008659.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286640913901337538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack shooting me with his papadam :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;BELOW:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At McD on New Years Eve after Ry's haircut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3uS0ccanI/AAAAAAAABBo/EO2uw136Wc0/s1600-h/31122008812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3uS0ccanI/AAAAAAAABBo/EO2uw136Wc0/s320/31122008812.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286643544685832818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3uStI2YfI/AAAAAAAABBg/F5Zkcafh1q8/s1600-h/31122008807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3uStI2YfI/AAAAAAAABBg/F5Zkcafh1q8/s320/31122008807.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286643542724600306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3uSollHhI/AAAAAAAABBY/RgnNWtoKV-M/s1600-h/31122008806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3uSollHhI/AAAAAAAABBY/RgnNWtoKV-M/s320/31122008806.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286643541502926354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BELOW:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years Eve dinner at Sheraton with the Family :)&lt;br /&gt;GOOD FOOD! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3vkeeCftI/AAAAAAAABCI/6-FTsXdcyCw/s1600-h/31122008848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3vkeeCftI/AAAAAAAABCI/6-FTsXdcyCw/s320/31122008848.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286644947536215762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karabel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3vkP8sGII/AAAAAAAABCA/t23SfF9ea9A/s1600-h/31122008843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3vkP8sGII/AAAAAAAABCA/t23SfF9ea9A/s320/31122008843.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286644943638239362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerwyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3vj_YW7nI/AAAAAAAABB4/JNLT85bzATQ/s1600-h/31122008837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3vj_YW7nI/AAAAAAAABB4/JNLT85bzATQ/s320/31122008837.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286644939190890098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan smelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3vjseftpI/AAAAAAAABBw/Y69-_3ds_YU/s1600-h/31122008830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3vjseftpI/AAAAAAAABBw/Y69-_3ds_YU/s320/31122008830.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286644934116357778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, Going off to Capers for Ry's birthday dinner. With the whole family again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters&lt;br /&gt;Becky the Bomb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-436795946322140734?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/436795946322140734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=436795946322140734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/436795946322140734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/436795946322140734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-my-one-and-only.html' title='to my one and only'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SV3tT9i2IYI/AAAAAAAABBQ/izgKmr6DGSo/s72-c/31122008835.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-8175439283754304655</id><published>2008-12-31T12:27:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T17:49:58.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I may, I wish I might.</title><content type='html'>Since this is the last day of 2008, I just thought I should reflect on what I have done :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVr2ZSK5wEI/AAAAAAAAA7g/dmXGiLKkqIQ/s1600-h/08122008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVr2ZSK5wEI/AAAAAAAAA7g/dmXGiLKkqIQ/s320/08122008(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285808026907426882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVr2ZPKD5OI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/V9VeZFTXj-A/s1600-h/P1030265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVr2ZPKD5OI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/V9VeZFTXj-A/s320/P1030265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285808026098590946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVr2Y48DCFI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Ws7KGWOJhJ8/s1600-h/DSC03633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVr2Y48DCFI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Ws7KGWOJhJ8/s320/DSC03633.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285808020134234194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVr2YrJCkpI/AAAAAAAAA7I/H_N6ZKpocoM/s1600-h/DSC03627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVr2YrJCkpI/AAAAAAAAA7I/H_N6ZKpocoM/s320/DSC03627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285808016430633618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVr2YcuO9EI/AAAAAAAAA7A/nodRKI_tY_o/s1600-h/23032008(014).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVr2YcuO9EI/AAAAAAAAA7A/nodRKI_tY_o/s320/23032008(014).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285808012560102466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! The long awaited &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;YLS pictures!&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsqr1zwANI/AAAAAAAAA8I/m7vAxZzN5zE/s1600-h/DSC01206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsqr1zwANI/AAAAAAAAA8I/m7vAxZzN5zE/s320/DSC01206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285865520316285138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ry, Juds, Liyan, Christina :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsqrp1dXaI/AAAAAAAAA8A/IzoVDLD2Xbw/s1600-h/DSC01203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsqrp1dXaI/AAAAAAAAA8A/IzoVDLD2Xbw/s320/DSC01203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285865517102226850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonggok and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;BELOW:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My infamous pucker up poses &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsqrj9X2BI/AAAAAAAAA74/T2lIx6DYcZk/s1600-h/DSC01202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsqrj9X2BI/AAAAAAAAA74/T2lIx6DYcZk/s320/DSC01202.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285865515524806674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsqrX2t7XI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Txaaw8q_Op0/s1600-h/DSC01200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsqrX2t7XI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Txaaw8q_Op0/s320/DSC01200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285865512275668338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;s&gt;trying to hide me fats&lt;/s&gt; :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsqrBrw25I/AAAAAAAAA7o/DN5yachOyCA/s1600-h/DSC01199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsqrBrw25I/AAAAAAAAA7o/DN5yachOyCA/s320/DSC01199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285865506324142994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVstS2N85aI/AAAAAAAAA8w/JMucmPZ67Dw/s1600-h/DSC01225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVstS2N85aI/AAAAAAAAA8w/JMucmPZ67Dw/s320/DSC01225.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285868389464335778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVstSjFJCRI/AAAAAAAAA8o/-9P3KxmknLE/s1600-h/DSC01223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVstSjFJCRI/AAAAAAAAA8o/-9P3KxmknLE/s320/DSC01223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285868384327108882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eva and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVstSiAoghI/AAAAAAAAA8g/Tg_nhRSxc2Y/s1600-h/DSC01209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVstSiAoghI/AAAAAAAAA8g/Tg_nhRSxc2Y/s320/DSC01209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285868384039764498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVstSak04VI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/FjtWAgxj7oc/s1600-h/DSC01208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVstSak04VI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/FjtWAgxj7oc/s320/DSC01208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285868382044086610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeline and Barbara&lt;br /&gt;(who, you gotta agree are HOT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVstSCp1DMI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/uKlYmdPxB4g/s1600-h/DSC01207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVstSCp1DMI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/uKlYmdPxB4g/s320/DSC01207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285868375622618306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeline, Ry, Barbara and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsvATqRaNI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/ds_VvMYhJXE/s1600-h/DSC01257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsvATqRaNI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/ds_VvMYhJXE/s320/DSC01257.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285870269973489874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Long House with kids!&lt;br /&gt;Ferryline and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;BELOW:&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juds and I in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsvAClJKMI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/ILhUKWKzZ68/s1600-h/DSC01230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsvAClJKMI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/ILhUKWKzZ68/s320/DSC01230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285870265388574914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsu_qYpR0I/AAAAAAAAA9I/msj8pyBnFHA/s1600-h/DSC01228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsu_qYpR0I/AAAAAAAAA9I/msj8pyBnFHA/s320/DSC01228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285870258893702978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsu_Y2_RBI/AAAAAAAAA9A/QXEiaTWU6L8/s1600-h/DSC01227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsu_Y2_RBI/AAAAAAAAA9A/QXEiaTWU6L8/s320/DSC01227.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285870254189134866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gang in the Conference Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsu_GXGFdI/AAAAAAAAA84/GnMOfPchEW0/s1600-h/DSC01226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsu_GXGFdI/AAAAAAAAA84/GnMOfPchEW0/s320/DSC01226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285870249223525842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvina, Ry &amp; Jessie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;BELOW:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparing for our Skit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVswj_UFt_I/AAAAAAAAA-A/kCnsJsn6OKo/s1600-h/DSC01274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVswj_UFt_I/AAAAAAAAA-A/kCnsJsn6OKo/s320/DSC01274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285871982498658290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie (one of the devil's minions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVswjj6SVfI/AAAAAAAAA94/wu4AiBOkBMM/s1600-h/DSC01271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVswjj6SVfI/AAAAAAAAA94/wu4AiBOkBMM/s320/DSC01271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285871975142675954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvina (one of the angels)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVswjJAO2AI/AAAAAAAAA9w/LVXFlPp6R84/s1600-h/DSC01268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVswjJAO2AI/AAAAAAAAA9w/LVXFlPp6R84/s320/DSC01268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285871967919855618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kolthly AKA Koti AKA Kopi (minion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVswjIOQTTI/AAAAAAAAA9o/f9QB_-KNpNw/s1600-h/DSC01267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVswjIOQTTI/AAAAAAAAA9o/f9QB_-KNpNw/s320/DSC01267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285871967710235954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ry as God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVswi_BufOI/AAAAAAAAA9g/31We50avGBA/s1600-h/DSC01263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVswi_BufOI/AAAAAAAAA9g/31We50avGBA/s320/DSC01263.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285871965241769186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The YLS 08 Gang before going back to Miri Town from the Longhouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsx2gJcd5I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/CJS-B-uSY6g/s1600-h/DSC01277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsx2gJcd5I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/CJS-B-uSY6g/s320/DSC01277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285873400061654930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray our Dorm Warden &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsx2X8qCVI/AAAAAAAAA-I/PZpNyy6oI9s/s1600-h/DSC01276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsx2X8qCVI/AAAAAAAAA-I/PZpNyy6oI9s/s320/DSC01276.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285873397860534610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(looking fugly here! :()&lt;br /&gt;Othniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;END OF YLS PICS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a few days after I got back, Dennis messaged asking if I wanted to lose my "thunder thighs" &gt;:( Of course, I said yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel K. picked me up at 6.35am and we went to Muara Beach for a jog! Which (in my case) totally FAILED cos my stamina sucks eggs :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsy2jJGQII/AAAAAAAAA-o/JNjZP78w4mo/s1600-h/DSC01291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsy2jJGQII/AAAAAAAAA-o/JNjZP78w4mo/s320/DSC01291.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285874500377133186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel Kester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsy2mMRRhI/AAAAAAAAA-g/btDcXufQcWA/s1600-h/DSC01290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsy2mMRRhI/AAAAAAAAA-g/btDcXufQcWA/s320/DSC01290.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285874501195744786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsy2YKi5xI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/eVauV0pXPnM/s1600-h/DSC01288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsy2YKi5xI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/eVauV0pXPnM/s320/DSC01288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285874497430415122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me at the playground!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsy3OsZT_I/AAAAAAAAA-4/goQMbA8rHP0/s1600-h/DSC01295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsy3OsZT_I/AAAAAAAAA-4/goQMbA8rHP0/s320/DSC01295.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285874512067907570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nai Kiat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsy238LPeI/AAAAAAAAA-w/0r-CNcLbfaM/s1600-h/DSC01292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVsy238LPeI/AAAAAAAAA-w/0r-CNcLbfaM/s320/DSC01292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285874505960078818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our drinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The pictures from here on in are gonna be random :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs0KOTgyeI/AAAAAAAAA_A/jeA9_wLafRE/s1600-h/DSC01297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs0KOTgyeI/AAAAAAAAA_A/jeA9_wLafRE/s320/DSC01297.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285875937892682210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy sunglasses right! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;BELOW:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent pictures from the N76!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs-MnPuKvI/AAAAAAAAA_o/-vMwOUAIgQA/s1600-h/26122008641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs-MnPuKvI/AAAAAAAAA_o/-vMwOUAIgQA/s320/26122008641.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285886974063684338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me on Boxing day! at McD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs-MjwomjI/AAAAAAAAA_g/2r-aI14GVMA/s1600-h/26122008639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs-MjwomjI/AAAAAAAAA_g/2r-aI14GVMA/s320/26122008639.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285886973127989810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buzzy on Boxing Day at McD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs-MHmWUrI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/862qyGwDYYc/s1600-h/26122008638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs-MHmWUrI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/862qyGwDYYc/s320/26122008638.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285886965568656050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aziim and Dana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs-MPA0uvI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/6dqIhF-SLFk/s1600-h/25122008636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs-MPA0uvI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/6dqIhF-SLFk/s320/25122008636.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285886967558748914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatty and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs-MOrAAuI/AAAAAAAAA_I/NqnEtkR5yAU/s1600-h/25122008630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs-MOrAAuI/AAAAAAAAA_I/NqnEtkR5yAU/s320/25122008630.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285886967467213538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyana and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs_NIzWmII/AAAAAAAABAQ/DGM5A20DxIw/s1600-h/26122008645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs_NIzWmII/AAAAAAAABAQ/DGM5A20DxIw/s320/26122008645.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285888082583132290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel and Buzzy's butts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs_Mx1uprI/AAAAAAAABAI/RIf4ztA9edA/s1600-h/28122008656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs_Mx1uprI/AAAAAAAABAI/RIf4ztA9edA/s320/28122008656.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285888076419081906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us at Nadj after Church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs_MykWiPI/AAAAAAAABAA/W6EeVK8hoEo/s1600-h/28122008657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs_MykWiPI/AAAAAAAABAA/W6EeVK8hoEo/s320/28122008657.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285888076614633714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheeesetar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs_Mz8O9vI/AAAAAAAAA_4/-IzYA6M6SJg/s1600-h/28122008658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs_Mz8O9vI/AAAAAAAAA_4/-IzYA6M6SJg/s320/28122008658.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285888076983236338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs_MtutwHI/AAAAAAAAA_w/j2-CkRbQ_t0/s1600-h/26122008643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVs_MtutwHI/AAAAAAAAA_w/j2-CkRbQ_t0/s320/26122008643.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285888075315921010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me getting my fringe cut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll be back to post more (yes! there's more :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised you, didn't I? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw I finished Season 1 of Gossip Girl! :O Serena and Dan broke up?! :( So sad okay. Sighszsz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove,&lt;br /&gt;Me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-8175439283754304655?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8175439283754304655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=8175439283754304655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8175439283754304655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8175439283754304655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wish-i-may-i-wish-i-might.html' title='I wish I may, I wish I might.'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVr2ZSK5wEI/AAAAAAAAA7g/dmXGiLKkqIQ/s72-c/08122008(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-7421060269462238512</id><published>2008-12-30T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:19:01.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prosperity what ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVosJfx--LI/AAAAAAAAA64/XE8i0GXpfY8/s1600-h/prosperity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVosJfx--LI/AAAAAAAAA64/XE8i0GXpfY8/s320/prosperity.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285585654334290098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this. I don't see what the whole fuss about this stupid burger is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out today and saw Leenuh! and Jesauce! and Farid! and Nabilah! and Fatin! and Deen and her boy! and AMELIA. I passed her the little wittle card I made her. Our friendship card! :D hahaha I'll get her to take a picture of it soon then I'll post it up over here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beat NK at the Arcade in Basketball just now! :D :D :D He was so shocked out of his mind. He couldn't believe that I beat him by 6 points! :D And we also watched Twilight! Finally :D I've been waiting for NK to get back from freaking C-C-C-China to watch it and yeah, now I have! hehe I can tell that Mr Wee Nai Kiat enjoyed Twilight :P He's been begging me since we stepped outta the theatre to tell him what goes on in the other three books and if anyone dies. I just said "You have to wait and seeeeee :P"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I would totally post pictures up except I don't have the stupid USB cable wa! :( Damn it. Gotta claim that from Chestar! haha Who lent me his N76 btw :D Thanks Chestar! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time today. I love going out with my loved one! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully,&lt;br /&gt;Becky :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-7421060269462238512?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/7421060269462238512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=7421060269462238512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/7421060269462238512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/7421060269462238512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/12/prosperity-what.html' title='Prosperity what ?'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVosJfx--LI/AAAAAAAAA64/XE8i0GXpfY8/s72-c/prosperity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-5474102338451798123</id><published>2008-12-30T00:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:03:02.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the way I roll.</title><content type='html'>I am only here to say that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Amelia Lau Yi Ling&lt;/span&gt;! passed me her cold over the phone! Man! It must've been her. If not who else ? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gossip Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; just now at my cousins place and I have a favourite scene! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I can't find the exact picture of when &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dan Humphrey and Serena van der Woodson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; but here are other pictures :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in GG dress so beautifully! Even the supposedly "poor" ones : The Humphreys -.- Masih jua ada baju lawa! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVkBmFpIrXI/AAAAAAAAA6w/MAwUsaZoa1I/s1600-h/00462350bc3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVkBmFpIrXI/AAAAAAAAA6w/MAwUsaZoa1I/s320/00462350bc3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285257391557356914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVkBl3pATuI/AAAAAAAAA6o/A2V9Ssnr2pk/s1600-h/dan%26serena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVkBl3pATuI/AAAAAAAAA6o/A2V9Ssnr2pk/s320/dan%26serena.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285257387798712034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. It's late. At 1am and I wanna sleep. Going out tomorrow! With &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Nai Kiat&lt;/span&gt;! :D &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Amelia and Angel&lt;/span&gt; were supposed to come along too tapi they couldn't make it :( Oh well. Gonna watch &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; tomorrow so I guess I'll blog about how much I love OR hate it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Becky :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-5474102338451798123?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5474102338451798123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=5474102338451798123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5474102338451798123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5474102338451798123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/12/way-i-roll.html' title='the way I roll.'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SVkBmFpIrXI/AAAAAAAAA6w/MAwUsaZoa1I/s72-c/00462350bc3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-25933356080067954</id><published>2008-12-28T05:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T05:25:51.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is this pain ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, your words send tiny stabs to my tiny heart. the ache lasts for 5 seconds, minimum and 10 seconds, maximum. honest to the bone, it hurts every time it happens. i'd will it to stop then i just keep quiet, never telling you that it hurts so much. and that's my fatal flaw. keeping things to myself and being a hypocrite about it. i would tell you that it's not fair to both of us that you're always so secretive about your heartaches and hardships of your family. yet, i do it more often than you know. i'm sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you don't believe me when i say all this, but maybe seeing it in words will help you accept these facts :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You really have taught me so much.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am thankful beyond anything that I have you for always.&lt;br /&gt;3. You comfort me when I need you to. Just by being there to listen to me cry my heart out when others are too freaked out to even try. &lt;br /&gt;4. You don't see me as the pathetic, broken little girl I am. &lt;br /&gt;5. Rather, you make me out to be someone stronger than I actually am. &lt;br /&gt;6. You make me believe in myself.&lt;br /&gt;7. You make me feel beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;8. You believe in me.&lt;br /&gt;9. I know that you will always be there to protect me when I need protecting :)&lt;br /&gt;10. You love me for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know I could go on forever but.. i gotta sleep to avoid PANDA EYES :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-25933356080067954?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/25933356080067954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=25933356080067954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/25933356080067954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/25933356080067954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-is-this-pain.html' title='what is this pain ?'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-447163462601035187</id><published>2008-12-27T13:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T14:12:38.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revamped</title><content type='html'>As you can see, I got a new skin off &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com"&gt;Blogskins&lt;/a&gt; but it's &lt;s&gt;somewhat&lt;/s&gt; MESSED UP! :( It would be nice if someone could point out what went wrong with the template codes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I know I've been neglecting this poor blog for so long. So I shall update! :D No pictures YET though :( Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was great! :D Had turkey, salad and lotsa beef rendang!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after Christmas was even better! I got to spend Boxing Day with &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Angel Shameless&lt;/span&gt; (who picked me up at 1.15 from home :D), &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Buzzy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Nai Kiat Love&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Angel&lt;/span&gt; and I were supposed to meet &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Buzzy&lt;/span&gt; at Fun Bread but she was running late &lt;s&gt;as usual&lt;/s&gt; hehehe So we tapau-ed our drinks and went to McD's. Had Fried Chicken! :D It was great. With all the oil and the fats. Woahwoahwoah. No wonder I get nowhere with my "diets". Hahaha &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dennis&lt;/span&gt; would be so disappointed. Oh! And &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wesley&lt;/span&gt; too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(DIGRESS)&lt;br /&gt;Here's a snippet of the conversation between Wesley Teo and I. Last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forget that youre a major sleep addict&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wes.t.l.y says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;no i am not addicted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha says you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wes.t.l.y says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;im just lazy&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;okay, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;you are LAZY then&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;its not fair that you dont pack on the KGS for being so lazy&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wes.t.l.y says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;sleeping doesnt make u gain weight&lt;br /&gt;does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i THINK it does. especially after a meal :O&lt;br /&gt;you gotta wait 3 hours before you sleep after you eat&lt;br /&gt;jhahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wes.t.l.y says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha well i dont take afternoon naps&lt;br /&gt;or should i say i dont sleep after i eat&lt;br /&gt;haha then dont sleep lah&lt;br /&gt;i mean after u eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA but sometimes you eat so much till you get drowsy&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wes.t.l.y says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk tsk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus my fats&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wes.t.l.y says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it doesnt show and  u still look good ;)&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psht&lt;br /&gt;thats only cos i wear the right clothes!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i avoid wearing anything sleeveless or figure hugging :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wes.t.l.y says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well if u want to wear those stuff u should start working out&lt;br /&gt;haha but dont ask dennis to help&lt;br /&gt;he's a bit crazy when it comes to exercise   ((VERY TRUE! HAHA))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW MAN&lt;br /&gt;and hes such a weight watcher!  ((READERS + Shiang: It's true! :P))&lt;br /&gt;omgosh&lt;br /&gt;but, come on. you gotta give yourself a break&lt;br /&gt;like becky t! shes got her tight figure and she PIGS OUT! but she exercises (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wes.t.l.y says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i guess their just scared&lt;br /&gt;haha especially dennis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;dennis is crazy&lt;br /&gt;ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wes.t.l.y says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;but becky honestly to me u dont look fat&lt;br /&gt;u look better than the skinny-until-got-no-flesh girls&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;nice&lt;br /&gt;but i would like to be a slim girl. I AM fat. trust me. i would never scar people for life by wearing a bikini&lt;br /&gt;O.O that would just be too evil of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wes.t.l.y says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha well i'll take ur word for it&lt;br /&gt;but i remember u saying that the reason u eat is cos ur happy, rite?&lt;br /&gt;so wouldnt u rather be a slightly plumpish happy person or a skinny sad person?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:O so i am slightly plumpish!&lt;br /&gt;oh crap&lt;br /&gt;HAHAA&lt;br /&gt;i would rather be a HAPPY SLIM PERSON&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wes.t.l.y says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;well i guess u can have both&lt;br /&gt;just harder&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha&lt;br /&gt;damn&lt;br /&gt;but i will be&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;by the end of next year&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;mark my words&lt;br /&gt;you will come back and see me and your eyes will pop right out of your sockets&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;yeah!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wes.t.l.y says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha u say one ah!!&lt;br /&gt;i'll hold u to that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;(oh crap hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wes.t.l.y says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(END OF LONGASS DIGRESS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha sorry about that. To cut the blog short since I made it so long sudah :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Mall and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;NK&lt;/span&gt; and I got our tickets to &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;IP MAN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. We.. Well, I wanted to watch &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Twilight&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; but the seats really sucked :( So I chose &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ip Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; eventhough we were kinda doubtful about it. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ry&lt;/span&gt; watched it earlier in the week with &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Chestar&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Shiang&lt;/span&gt; and they all said it was good. I trust their judgement. Anyway, the movie was at 5.45pm. We found &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Buzzy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Angel Shameless&lt;/span&gt; in a CD shop. They wanted to get Crepes so we trudged over to the kiosk and got &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Angel's&lt;/span&gt; fave: Peanut Butter and Banana Crepe. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Angel&lt;/span&gt; was also entitled to a free drink! Some Rainbow thingy which &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;NK&lt;/span&gt; loved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then wanted to get my fringe cut so off to Essensuals it was! Now I have a lovely new side fringe thing :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my haircut, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Angel&lt;/span&gt; felt HUNGWY! She insisted on Ahan Thai. For Green Curry! &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;NK&lt;/span&gt; and I shared a dish of Prawn Green Curry with Bamboo Shoots which was (Y)(Y)(Y) Or in other words, NYUMMY! :D &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Angel's&lt;/span&gt; Chicken Green Curry was nyaman too! And &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Buzzy's&lt;/span&gt; .... I don't remember what &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Buzzy&lt;/span&gt; got. But it was good! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bill only amounted up to $19 which surprised us :) We then went to the Uni Arcade which now has two units! One for kids and one for youths or p0kl3ns HAHAHA apakan :( I'm so mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played Basketball in which I owned &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Buzzy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Angel Shameless&lt;/span&gt; :D Then we played again on different Basketball thingos. In which I came in the third place :( &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;NK&lt;/span&gt; was #1, obviously. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Angel&lt;/span&gt; was #2 and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Buzzy&lt;/span&gt; last :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5.40pm, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Angel Shameless and Buzzy&lt;/span&gt; went home while &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;NK and I&lt;/span&gt; went to the Cineplex. Got ourselves Popcorn we didn't finish and water we only finished drinking at 10pm :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, verdict of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;IP MAN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give it an A+ but I don't really like movies with fighting and blood :( But it was good! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK! I'll stop here! Damn wordy post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;Becky the Bomb :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jadesimian.blogspot.com"&gt;Cheeeeeeestar&lt;/a&gt; is the bomb! He helped me with the template sudah :D Thanks, &lt;a href="http://jadesimian.blogspot.com"&gt;Chester!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-447163462601035187?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/447163462601035187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=447163462601035187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/447163462601035187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/447163462601035187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/12/revamped.html' title='revamped'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-8234037776175505568</id><published>2008-12-25T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T01:56:12.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOHOHO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #CC0000;"&gt;Merry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #339900;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs!,&lt;br /&gt;Becky :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-8234037776175505568?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8234037776175505568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=8234037776175505568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8234037776175505568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8234037776175505568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/12/hohoho.html' title='HOHOHO!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-7982778381329133189</id><published>2008-12-06T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T12:21:21.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my all in all</title><content type='html'>Whatever may come my way, &lt;br /&gt;Whatever price I might have to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lord, to give up, I'd be a fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos, &lt;br /&gt;When &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I fall down&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You pick me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I am dry&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You fill my cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Lamb of God.&lt;br /&gt;Worthy is Your Name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours,&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca Nicholas Elicay :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-7982778381329133189?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/7982778381329133189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=7982778381329133189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/7982778381329133189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/7982778381329133189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-all-in-all.html' title='my all in all'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-7938950413211711577</id><published>2008-12-05T10:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T10:46:44.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long and winding road</title><content type='html'>I have so much to blog about, I don't know where to start! I know you people are bugging me for updates (PSHT, yusof. I am 71 and still young okay) but there's just so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you guys have to hold onto your panties and wait a little longer. I won't update you people on what went on in Miri just yet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead! A little sendoff post for Nuryul Baboon. The girl who has brought a lot of tears (of laughter :P) to many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To,&lt;br /&gt;Nuryul the Baboon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Angel, Baboon and I!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/STiUa29Np5I/AAAAAAAAA6M/Ffu2lL2YDKM/s1600-h/Nur+baboon,+angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/STiUa29Np5I/AAAAAAAAA6M/Ffu2lL2YDKM/s320/Nur+baboon,+angel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276130152614307730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Nuryul and I! After one of our many (failed) volleyball practices :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/STiUaz7D_QI/AAAAAAAAA6E/OSpBJ5csIYY/s1600-h/nuyul,+beekee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/STiUaz7D_QI/AAAAAAAAA6E/OSpBJ5csIYY/s320/nuyul,+beekee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276130151799979266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;In which I ran after Nuryul's slippers at Muara Beach -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/STiUansXi0I/AAAAAAAAA58/_Q3zuwwtW-c/s1600-h/Nurs+slips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/STiUansXi0I/AAAAAAAAA58/_Q3zuwwtW-c/s320/Nurs+slips.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276130148517120834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nuryul&lt;/span&gt;. All those times when you and your family invited me with open arms into your home to bathe and makan your Granmama's food :D Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the bomb in so many ways and I think you know it ;) So perasaan also. You're such a smart girl, lawa (coughcough) and stufffff. I bet when you read this you'll be all "EWW BECKY". But in your puny little heart you're saying "AWW, I'VE ALWAYS LOVED YOU TOO :D" HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs! I wish we had gone out more. But time was our enemy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, remember my cautionary (??) list! Remember the first, most importantly. Because you know we'll always remember you! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs!&lt;br /&gt;Becky the Bomb ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-7938950413211711577?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/7938950413211711577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=7938950413211711577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/7938950413211711577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/7938950413211711577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/12/long-and-winding-road.html' title='long and winding road'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/STiUa29Np5I/AAAAAAAAA6M/Ffu2lL2YDKM/s72-c/Nur+baboon,+angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-7457646605097343491</id><published>2008-12-02T09:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T09:40:53.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He'll never let you fall</title><content type='html'>I'm in a long sleeved tee now with jeans and I'll be off to MD to sort out fees and return textbooks. Also because of the whole MD ---&gt; Katok thing :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm just here for a QUICK update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Concentrate on this Sentence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'To get something you never had, you have to do something you never did.'  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;takes something from your grasp&lt;/span&gt;, He's &lt;u&gt;not punishing you&lt;/u&gt;, but merely &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;opening your hands to receive something better&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this in an e-mail from JojoBird :D haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case anyone was wondering, YLS was good!! Learned a LOT, bonded with Juds/BG/AJ/TTs/LESN. HAHA I know you love me still, judS :P Also bonded with Ry, I guess? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was somewhat of a culture shock. I know, I know. It's only our neighbouring state. How different could it be, right? But it was! :) It was funny lah. Why funny? I'll blog abt it some time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, sorry! So brief eh! hehe. Gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! RIGHT! NURYUL BABOON LEFT TODAY FOR SINGAPORE! :'( Ame, Diana and I went to see her off at 6.30++ this morning. I'll miss that baboon, really :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Nuryul, if you come across this blog, remember (in order of importance :P):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;forget us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;commit suicide because of studies :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;do drugs! O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;run off with a girl! HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU, NUR! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pictures on Ame's blog, soon, prolly :) and here, soon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here, &lt;br /&gt;there,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;BECKY! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-7457646605097343491?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/7457646605097343491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=7457646605097343491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/7457646605097343491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/7457646605097343491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/12/hell-never-let-you-fall.html' title='He&apos;ll never let you fall'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-8825292082614289565</id><published>2008-11-19T19:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T20:04:46.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hard for me to breathe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SSP7kJSLXSI/AAAAAAAAA50/xprvLPDV3q0/s1600-h/P1030580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SSP7kJSLXSI/AAAAAAAAA50/xprvLPDV3q0/s320/P1030580.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270332587339636002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I'm off to good ol' &lt;b&gt;Miri&lt;/b&gt; tomorrow for 10 days :) With Ryan. To attend the Youth Leaders School there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to miss you, you and you :( And well, many more of you too lah. I know some people won't be able to .. DO school without me :D HANG IN THERE LOVAHS! haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Buzzy and I walked down to G-Town and tarus went to Excapade. Got two types of sushi then we went to Cheezbox to meet up with Angel Shameless. We had a lot to eat! I still feel full man :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAKED BEEF LASAGNE,&lt;br /&gt;LAMB-CHOP CURRY WITH RICE,&lt;br /&gt;DELUXE BEEF BURGER,&lt;br /&gt;BANANARAMA! (PANCAKES WITH CHOCOLATE SAUCE, WHIPPED CREAM &amp; 1 SCOOP OF ICE-CREAM)&lt;br /&gt;2 WAFFLES WITH CARAMEL SAUCE, WHIPPED CREAM (ugh) &amp; 1 SCOOP OF ICE-CREAM&lt;br /&gt;2 COKES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man :S We walked around the Mall after our great lunch/dinner thang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the &lt;b&gt;Twilight Saga&lt;/b&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some lines that Bella says that I relate to ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I do have some trouble with incoherency when I’m around him.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 10, p.204&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I tried to remember how to exhale. I had to look away before it came back to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 10, p.208&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned by the unexpected electricity that flowed through me, amazed that it was possible to be more aware of him than I already was. A crazy impulse to reach over and touch him, to stroke his perfect face just once in the darkness, nearly overwhelmed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 11, p.219&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grinned his crooked smile at me, stopping my breath and my heart. I couldn’t imagine how an angel could be any more glorious. There was nothing about him that could be improved upon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 12, p.241&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, there's a lotta lovely quotes, courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.twilight-quotes.com"&gt;Twilight Quotes&lt;/a&gt;. :) Ch-ch-ch-ch-check it ouuuut :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, I'm gonna go do some XCORE packing now :D I think I've already packed almost my whole closet with me. Now it's time to pack my um, hand carry :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm gone, remember &lt;br /&gt;1, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that I am definitely thinking of you every second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that I can't wait to get back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that this list could go on forever :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember kids! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T DO DRUGS ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove!&lt;br /&gt;Becky the Bomb! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-8825292082614289565?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8825292082614289565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=8825292082614289565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8825292082614289565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8825292082614289565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/11/hard-for-me-to-breathe.html' title='hard for me to breathe'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SSP7kJSLXSI/AAAAAAAAA50/xprvLPDV3q0/s72-c/P1030580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-5539849118889254448</id><published>2008-11-17T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:52:43.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i'll miss you, love</title><content type='html'>Hello wello people! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going down soon to bake a &lt;b&gt;Banana Cake&lt;/b&gt; for my family, my lovely boyfriend and the lovely people of MD :D But if they all shrivel up and die of food poisoning.. It wasn't me 0:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways! I was a very horrible girl today :( I contemplated skipping my Chemistry because Jia Wei, the right devil was tempting me in many ways. But being the good girl I am, I skipped off to class leaving JW to escape on his own :D I did, however, skip my Math class with Yusof and Dennis. We're horrible, we know :( But it's okay. I bet our Math teacher only did one or two sums for the whole lesson, anyway -.- Nothing new there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I had the Nasi Goreng Pattaya at school today :D It was okay lah. Nothing great or special. I wouldn't order it again, though. And Yusof was being an idiot! :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y: Aunty! Sini bah!&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: Apa ko mauuu?&lt;br /&gt;Y: Aunty, di sini ada jual Nasi masak Babi kah ?&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: Hah! Manada!&lt;br /&gt;Y: Nada kan ? Sup Babi ? Ada Nasi Goreng Corned Beef kan! Corned Babi ada ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we laughed like crazy. Nelson was filming it on his phone but the audio isn't good :S Bummer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I went to Dennis' place. Ate a lot of food there! Then I asked Shiang if he wanted pancakes but he said NONO! Chen (his little brother) said he doesn't like pancakes :( So woe was me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THEN! Dennis became greedy and he asked if I was still up to those pancakes :D So I went to get the recipe off &lt;a href="www.exclusivelyfood.com.au"&gt;Exclusively Food&lt;/a&gt; and we whipped up a number of pancakes :D They didn't taste excellent and we didn't have ice cream or caramel :( So we substituted those with Strawberry Jam and Kaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had dinner because I am SO VERY FULL! :S But I'm gonna go bake now :D So wish me luck! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love!&lt;br /&gt;Becky ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, 3 more days, yeah judS! :D&lt;br /&gt;pps, only 15 more days, baby! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-5539849118889254448?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5539849118889254448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=5539849118889254448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5539849118889254448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5539849118889254448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-ill-miss-you-love.html' title='and i&apos;ll miss you, love'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-4538992698793217834</id><published>2008-11-14T16:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T17:17:37.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>really.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;I&gt;I'll need you&lt;br /&gt;I'll feed you&lt;br /&gt;I'll even let you hold the remote control&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="330" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gaPzCQPWK6I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gaPzCQPWK6I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="330" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't watched The Wedding Singer, WATCH IT NOW! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly recommended ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I &lt;b&gt;am&lt;/b&gt; irrevocably in love with you&lt;br /&gt;hugs &amp; kisses! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-4538992698793217834?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4538992698793217834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=4538992698793217834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4538992698793217834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4538992698793217834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/11/really.html' title='really.'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-8007182833186705645</id><published>2008-10-19T17:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T17:34:17.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the stars are holding you tonight (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Replies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;shaRonz&lt;/span&gt;: I didn't know what to say! :( I sorrrry! :S I shall email you when inspiration hits, k? &gt;.&lt; When you coming back anyway ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt;: I know I'm not rebellious! So weird, huh ? But I am "You are friendly, charming, and warm" :D hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt;: RAPE! :P I'm such a kid lah. haha You miss me? Do you? :) Yeah, I miss you too. We should talk soon k? hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;cs&lt;/span&gt;: Oh please don't tell me you stick to that no phones rule! O.O Nobody does in my school (A) Why should I? :D I need to contact my mum okay! :D &lt;b&gt;ALEX! SEE REBELLIOUS! HAHA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;shim&lt;/span&gt;: I know right :( Kill me :( ALTHOUGH, I HAVE 17K+ CITIZENS! :D YAH BABEY! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I am LOVING &lt;b&gt;FM Static's &lt;i&gt;Tonight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D And I (re)found my love for The Honorary Title - Stay Away :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I felt like baking a chocolate cake for my greedy brother and sister and &lt;b&gt;Nai Kiat&lt;/b&gt; so I did! :D It tastes EXCELLENT! But .... the cake kinda split in half when I turned it onto the plate and knocked it out :( I was talking to &lt;b&gt;Aimee&lt;/b&gt; on one hand, you see. I was supposed to let the cake cool down till it'll be more um, stable? But since I was talking to &lt;b&gt;Aimee&lt;/b&gt;, I wasn't really concentrating :( Oh well, it still tastes great anyway. Hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I totally love this dp! :D It rhymes and it's just so cute! hehe You see lah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SPr9XtwG4II/AAAAAAAAA5s/S1Z9AN1Hjc0/s1600-h/drama.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SPr9XtwG4II/AAAAAAAAA5s/S1Z9AN1Hjc0/s320/drama.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258794098768666754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha so random. Anyway, I should probably shower. I smell, I think. I feel sticky too :S Ewww! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove,&lt;br /&gt;BECKY! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-8007182833186705645?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8007182833186705645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=8007182833186705645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8007182833186705645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8007182833186705645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/10/stars-are-holding-you-tonight.html' title='the stars are holding you tonight (:'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SPr9XtwG4II/AAAAAAAAA5s/S1Z9AN1Hjc0/s72-c/drama.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-261686367037956577</id><published>2008-10-17T17:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:49:54.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloxx it  ;)</title><content type='html'>I am so addicted to this mobile phone game :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;City Bloxx&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SPhZewPiDzI/AAAAAAAAA5U/N6xxhw5AfVg/s1600-h/city+bloxx+fp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SPhZewPiDzI/AAAAAAAAA5U/N6xxhw5AfVg/s320/city+bloxx+fp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258050949836050226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SPhZfC6qdkI/AAAAAAAAA5c/5HNU9b0bdt4/s1600-h/city+bloxx.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SPhZfC6qdkI/AAAAAAAAA5c/5HNU9b0bdt4/s320/city+bloxx.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258050954848794178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SPhZqoW1_dI/AAAAAAAAA5k/lsNL1VdGZXY/s1600-h/city+vbloxx+2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SPhZqoW1_dI/AAAAAAAAA5k/lsNL1VdGZXY/s320/city+vbloxx+2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258051153877663186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only started playing it yesterday on &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Buzzy's&lt;/span&gt; phone during Block 4 (because we didn't have EAS) and I wouldn't listen to her and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Leenuh&lt;/span&gt; :D Then after that was Math and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shiang&lt;/span&gt; made me wait for him in front of the library -.- and I waited a THOUSAND years -.- Then along came &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jason T.T&lt;/span&gt; cos he has PS Block 3. He came over and said we should go look for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shiang Shiang&lt;/span&gt;. So we did and met up with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shiang&lt;/span&gt; along the way and then we went for Math. We brought &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt; along cos &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dennis&lt;/span&gt; said he wants to practise his Poker (no idea, wth?). As soon as we reached class, I took out &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Buzzy's&lt;/span&gt; phone and played &lt;b&gt;City Bloxx&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dennis&lt;/span&gt; with his cards and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt; on his Accounting work. I swear, City Bloxx is SO addictive. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dennis&lt;/span&gt; made me play Poker with him and T.T. I got a straight something on the first round : "10, J, Q, K, A". Pro :D HAHA Nolah, luck ? :P Then the boys proceeded to show me some mind blowing "magic" card tricks. So annoying lah. Sigh. I want to do magic too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all through lunch and after my Block 5 (last period of the day), I was on &lt;b&gt;Nai Kiat's&lt;/b&gt; phone playing City Bloxx ALL THE WAY, YO! haha. It was fun! I built many many towers and my City's population is now &lt;b&gt;15554 citizens!&lt;/b&gt; :D hee heee heeee I made &lt;b&gt;Nai Kiat&lt;/b&gt; borrow me his phone for the weekend since we don't have school on Saturday. He's using my crappy old phone now. Sorry! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am addicted :S Ryan's addicted too! :S Fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Rebeccaelicay Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy. You are spirited and boisterous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are bold and daring. You are willing to do some pretty outrageous things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your high energy sometimes gets you in trouble. You can have a pretty bad temper at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very open. You communicate well, and you connect with other people easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a naturally creative person. Ideas just flow from your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true chameleon, you are many things at different points in your life. You are very adaptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic “Type A” personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting eh ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;Becky! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-261686367037956577?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/261686367037956577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=261686367037956577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/261686367037956577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/261686367037956577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/10/bloxx-it.html' title='Bloxx it  ;)'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SPhZewPiDzI/AAAAAAAAA5U/N6xxhw5AfVg/s72-c/city+bloxx+fp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-9145520323987289827</id><published>2008-10-15T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T08:34:32.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>these things you can't undo</title><content type='html'>Here's a little something I've been putting off because I just couldn't think of anything past 10 weird habits/facts about myself :P But let me just give it a whirl since I have time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * State 15 weird things/habits/little-known facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;    * The 10 people tagged at the end are then to follow the footsteps and write their own 15 weird things/habits/little-known facts.&lt;br /&gt;    * NO tag backs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I kinda tear up when I do the Number 2 in the toilet. I don't bawl nor do I cry but tears just leak outta my eyes. And don't ask why. I have no idea! It doesn't even hurt :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I never comb or brush my hair. I think it's just laziness &gt;.&lt; Plus I have straight hair anyway so it doesn't really need much brushing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I caught this disease from my brother where I give all sorts of nicknames to people close to me (or with those I &lt;b&gt;used&lt;/b&gt; to be close with) &lt;br /&gt;eg. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt; is Alex   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt; is Charlie   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Amelia&lt;/span&gt; is Amemeh   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nai Kiat&lt;/span&gt; is Sir Naked / Winket   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Angel&lt;/span&gt; is Angiel or Angelkins   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Judith&lt;/span&gt; is Judsy   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bazilah&lt;/span&gt;, I orignally dubbed Buzzy   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lina&lt;/span&gt; is Leenuh   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Agnes&lt;/span&gt; is Agineges   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jordine&lt;/span&gt; is Jojobird   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Edwin&lt;/span&gt; is Edewin   &lt;br /&gt;You get the picture ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have an addiction of staring at swimsuit clad models. The bikini wear models. I stare at their perfect bodies, flat tummies galore and perfectly toned arms and legs. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Every time random lyrics pop into my head, I would jot them down on a piece of paper or message that sentence or verse to someone who reminds me of that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have an exact system when I unload groceries from the shopping trolley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I take out groceries from the trolley with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; my left hand and I put the shopping bags back into the trolley with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; my left hand BUT I put the grocery bags into the trunk using my right hand &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I have an exact system when I scrub myself in the shower: tummy first, crotch,  upper abdomen, right armpit, right arm, left armpit, left arm, left leg, right leg, backside and neck! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. After I do my Number 1, I will lift my butt off the potty seat, flush the toilet bowl, sit back down and do my Number 2. I'm just scared that the pee + water will splash back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I have this irrational fear of a snake biting my ass when I do my business on the pot :S Thanks to my mum and her snake story -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I HATE mirrors! I mean, I admire the #1 awesome person staring back at me every time I look into a mirror ;) But I am ashamed to say I am afraid of mirrors. Ever since Ame's birthday in Form 2 and we watched 'Into the Mirror' this Japenese film where the inhabitants of the mirrors kill the persons standing in front of the mirror :( When I lower my head to spit the toothpaste froth from my mouth after brushing my teeth, I &lt;b&gt;very quickly&lt;/b&gt; look back up in fear of seeing something I don't wanna see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I can never tell funny stories or jokes because I always kill it by laughing whilst telling the story/joke :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I can watch movies/series that I love or books! that I love over and over and over again! I never get sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I used to be afraid of men. Really. I &lt;s&gt;used to think I was lesbian back in Form 3&lt;/s&gt; because I went through this patch where I HATED men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I am easily addicted to things. (the Internet, a video/computer game, etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's it. Now it's time for DIN DIN! :D Sinigang na Baboy. :D (translation: Pork Sinigang). Yeah babey, I've been craving this dish! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove,&lt;br /&gt;becky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, Math P1 totally raped me today :( Ultimate fail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-9145520323987289827?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/9145520323987289827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=9145520323987289827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/9145520323987289827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/9145520323987289827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/10/these-things-you-cant-undo.html' title='these things you can&apos;t undo'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-6031477586152433199</id><published>2008-10-11T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T13:53:15.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>these words are my ♥ and soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a &lt;u&gt;puzzle&lt;/u&gt;, yes indeed &lt;br /&gt;Ever complex in every way&lt;br /&gt;And all the pieces aren't even in the box&lt;br /&gt;And yet, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;you see the picture clear as day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a &lt;b&gt;host of imperfection &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;i&gt;you see past all that &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a &lt;i&gt;peasant&lt;/i&gt; by some standards &lt;br /&gt;But &lt;b&gt;in your eyes I'm a &lt;u&gt;queen &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see potential in all my flaws &lt;br /&gt;And &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;that's exactly what I need&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[HEART!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I baked a Butter Cake yesterday! :D At first, the sugar, butter and vanilla essence mixture was REALLY kasar (translation: coarse) but then after adding the eggs and further mixing and stirring it, it become smooth and fluffy and creamy! :D It came out rather dry though :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I put too little milk and butter =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my family loves it! :D Although they complaincomplaincomplain it's &lt;b&gt;too dry&lt;/b&gt; but yes :) And Nai Kiat loves it too! :D He ate one whole large-ass piece of my cake this afternoon, neglecting his lunch :D He asked me not to take up baking since it will make him "obese" apparently -.- HAHA I IS NOT GOING TO STOP! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Aimee has instructed, the next cake I must accomplish and succeed in baking is &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Banana Cake!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out,&lt;br /&gt;Becky &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-6031477586152433199?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/6031477586152433199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=6031477586152433199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6031477586152433199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6031477586152433199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/10/these-words-are-my-and-soul.html' title='these words are my ♥ and soul'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-1588126355008646153</id><published>2008-10-09T22:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T02:23:14.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i do believe i love you (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SO4cMxZCh5I/AAAAAAAAA40/MGFWis4RLC4/s1600-h/roar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SO4cMxZCh5I/AAAAAAAAA40/MGFWis4RLC4/s320/roar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255168820930316178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;YEAH, BABEY!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;You say &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;roar!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;I think of only &lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt; thing :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROARRRR!berto :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, &lt;br /&gt;(of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SO4dpd-5UAI/AAAAAAAAA48/55DNI6ufTyQ/s1600-h/lion_king_ver1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SO4dpd-5UAI/AAAAAAAAA48/55DNI6ufTyQ/s320/lion_king_ver1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255170413448220674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SO4dprFUXFI/AAAAAAAAA5E/m6H5SRQKaqo/s1600-h/lion+king+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SO4dprFUXFI/AAAAAAAAA5E/m6H5SRQKaqo/s320/lion+king+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255170416964820050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SO4dpgNySXI/AAAAAAAAA5M/hlg8VkKyg-k/s1600-h/Walt+Disney+-+Lion+King+family+dim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SO4dpgNySXI/AAAAAAAAA5M/hlg8VkKyg-k/s320/Walt+Disney+-+Lion+King+family+dim.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255170414047545714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsalove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Becky the Bomb ;D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, my little math nerd is sleeping :( anyone who bothers/cares, please tell me what the freaking condition is for parallel position vectors :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT]&lt;br /&gt;the little math nerd said the 2 position vectors which are parallel to each other have the same &lt;b&gt;constant&lt;/b&gt; :) I love calling the little math nerd MINE :D He's breathtaking, &lt;s&gt;useful in times like these&lt;/s&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;so much more!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-1588126355008646153?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1588126355008646153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=1588126355008646153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1588126355008646153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1588126355008646153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/10/roar.html' title='i do believe i love you (:'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SO4cMxZCh5I/AAAAAAAAA40/MGFWis4RLC4/s72-c/roar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-6426401153379539762</id><published>2008-10-09T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T20:59:10.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow, i'll miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little shout outs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;b&gt;LORENE FONG! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND &lt;b&gt;CONGRATULATIONS&lt;/b&gt;!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;b&gt;GARY TEO WEE SHYANG&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SO3_kyoiKJI/AAAAAAAAA4s/wdtEcJ-Plv8/s1600-h/04052006023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SO3_kyoiKJI/AAAAAAAAA4s/wdtEcJ-Plv8/s320/04052006023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255137347743393938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Nice Jammies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;b&gt;EDISON TIAH~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-6426401153379539762?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/6426401153379539762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=6426401153379539762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6426401153379539762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6426401153379539762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/10/tomorrow-ill-miss-you.html' title='tomorrow, i&apos;ll miss you'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SO3_kyoiKJI/AAAAAAAAA4s/wdtEcJ-Plv8/s72-c/04052006023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-8339371747945095028</id><published>2008-10-05T18:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T19:10:42.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i am is what you want of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Replies&lt;/u&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: You are SO not! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;shim&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: SHUT UP! You're just jealous (: Cos I look amazing as per usual ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alex&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: AWESOME indeed! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;shaRonz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;: SHARON! I was thinking of emailing you 2 weeks ago, and I can't remember why. The urge was so strong :S I miss you! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;yenn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;: I'm fine, thanks! :) hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;faai&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;: linked! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mustafa's Fan / EX-Mus's-Now-Becky's-Fan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;: AHAHA! linked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just pictures. That I stole off Angel's Facebook albums =s Sorry, shizzle! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All credits to &lt;a href="http://goofysunshinebookslut.wordpress.com"&gt;Angel Shameless!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiYeJHjrGI/AAAAAAAAA28/9oWVXE8JSj4/s1600-h/angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiYeJHjrGI/AAAAAAAAA28/9oWVXE8JSj4/s320/angel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253616608938798178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;She's awesome. "True story" HAHA&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiZ8uNM8iI/AAAAAAAAA3E/P6mZfKFCFs8/s1600-h/angel+smiling!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiZ8uNM8iI/AAAAAAAAA3E/P6mZfKFCFs8/s320/angel+smiling!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253618233802289698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Look! ANGEL's SMILING!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiZ8kuG4KI/AAAAAAAAA3M/qZNKrPL2zk0/s1600-h/buzz+and+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiZ8kuG4KI/AAAAAAAAA3M/qZNKrPL2zk0/s320/buzz+and+i.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253618231255949474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I miss you, Buzz! :(&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiZ8mJ8gCI/AAAAAAAAA3U/IkdhkQYrgac/s1600-h/buzzy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiZ8mJ8gCI/AAAAAAAAA3U/IkdhkQYrgac/s320/buzzy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253618231641145378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I lost. #3!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiZ8zvIy5I/AAAAAAAAA3c/qyXdKHt7K3M/s1600-h/chris+and+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiZ8zvIy5I/AAAAAAAAA3c/qyXdKHt7K3M/s320/chris+and+i.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253618235286801298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Chris!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiZ82JSlfI/AAAAAAAAA3k/2_zCRU8F788/s1600-h/chua+and+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiZ82JSlfI/AAAAAAAAA3k/2_zCRU8F788/s320/chua+and+i.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253618235933365746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;s&gt;Adam&lt;/s&gt; Chua! :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiaiaY0NDI/AAAAAAAAA3s/MoiGvHCqyP8/s1600-h/dark+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiaiaY0NDI/AAAAAAAAA3s/MoiGvHCqyP8/s320/dark+pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253618881317319730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;hehe&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiaibaHM7I/AAAAAAAAA30/naxvbjjX3pc/s1600-h/hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiaibaHM7I/AAAAAAAAA30/naxvbjjX3pc/s320/hands.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253618881591194546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;ME!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiaiq3T9gI/AAAAAAAAA38/c9RKWyFwuJM/s1600-h/lies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiaiq3T9gI/AAAAAAAAA38/c9RKWyFwuJM/s320/lies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253618885740197378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;In which we allowed Angel to lie :P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiaiqzT7yI/AAAAAAAAA4E/_5JXRav3eQI/s1600-h/losers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiaiqzT7yI/AAAAAAAAA4E/_5JXRav3eQI/s320/losers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253618885723418402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;bestfriend!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiaik5gruI/AAAAAAAAA4M/oOiYHTQ_ZN8/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiaik5gruI/AAAAAAAAA4M/oOiYHTQ_ZN8/s320/me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253618884138807010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;uh, no comment :P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOia8S8It_I/AAAAAAAAA4U/Yzgve2veiio/s1600-h/scrabble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOia8S8It_I/AAAAAAAAA4U/Yzgve2veiio/s320/scrabble.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253619325994579954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Candid, I swear! 0:)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOib3wKEZAI/AAAAAAAAA4k/6w23O8mc5Zc/s1600-h/P1030574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOib3wKEZAI/AAAAAAAAA4k/6w23O8mc5Zc/s320/P1030574.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253620347449926658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; Nai Kiat Love! :) &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOia8ViXoHI/AAAAAAAAA4c/hLi-KxM79-g/s1600-h/yeah+rock+on.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOia8ViXoHI/AAAAAAAAA4c/hLi-KxM79-g/s320/yeah+rock+on.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253619326691811442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; yeah baby rawr! ;) HAHA &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really get my own camera so I don't have to steal of &lt;a href="http://goofysunshinebookslut.wordpress.com"&gt;Angel the Awesome&lt;/a&gt; anymore =S &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts back up tomorrow :( My first AS paper will be on the 15th of October :( Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, I get to see Nai Kiat, Buzzy, Shiang, Pai, Leenuh and a bunch others 5 times a week again! :D Plus, lunch will be fun again with NK! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll blog much from tomorrow onwards. Not that I ever did before anyway. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Becky the Bomb Diggidy ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-8339371747945095028?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8339371747945095028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=8339371747945095028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8339371747945095028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8339371747945095028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-i-am-is-what-you-want-of-me.html' title='all i am is what you want of me'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SOiYeJHjrGI/AAAAAAAAA28/9oWVXE8JSj4/s72-c/angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-3208651350101429128</id><published>2008-09-18T19:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T19:36:54.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't you hear me SOS ?</title><content type='html'>Had a GREAT time today with Aimee Love and Angel Shameless :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate a LOT though, it's quite worrisome :S When I told Ry how much we ate, he just looked at me like zis &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SNI373qn7UI/AAAAAAAAA2s/OXzeuRczbuc/s1600-h/baby-surprised.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SNI373qn7UI/AAAAAAAAA2s/OXzeuRczbuc/s320/baby-surprised.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247318017534586178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. We met up in front of Body Shop at 12 and walked straight to Happy Union. Don't play play okay. We were hungry :D Had dimsum for lunch and talked like crazy baboons. The waitress totally hated us man O.O She stared at us and gave us the most masam face. Oh well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, &lt;b&gt;Aimee&lt;/b&gt; directed us evilly to L.A. Donuts and &lt;b&gt;Angel Shameless&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Aimee&lt;/b&gt; decided to buy two donuts. Madness man :P I had some. It was okay :) Not a big fan of donuts. Totally overrated lah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked over to McD's and contemplated getting fries. Well, &lt;b&gt;Angel&lt;/b&gt; lah. She's so freaking obsessed with her &lt;i&gt;Shaker Fries&lt;/i&gt; :P RIGHT GEL! But we decided against it. Hmm, we decided instead to walk to the Mall and exercise off our food at the Arcade! :D The old school one. We DDR-ed upon &lt;b&gt;Aimee's&lt;/b&gt; insistence. Then played some "basketball" where &lt;b&gt;Angel&lt;/b&gt; beat me by &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;ONE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; measly point at first and then I trashed her and &lt;b&gt;Aimee&lt;/b&gt; by 20 points or so :D What can I say~ HAHAHAHA Yeah right. I dunno lah. Lucky shots 0:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN THEN! We went to my most favourite place in the Mall : &lt;a href="http://shabbychicbrunei.blogspot.com"&gt;Shabby Chic!&lt;/a&gt; :D Although, this time I only bought one patterned paper and &lt;b&gt;Angel&lt;/b&gt; bought 4 pieces! Totally terbalik since I'm the one who usually goes a little crazy in the shop by grabbing stuff and just bringing them to the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky: WHAT! DON'T JUDGE ME! &lt;br /&gt;Aimee: *smacks my hand*&lt;br /&gt;Becky: Heyyy. You can never have too many papers okay :D&lt;br /&gt;Christine: :O YES BECKY! (and then she high five's me :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my only vice, okay. Scrapbooking. heeeeheeeeheeeeeee. If I had enough money, I'd visit the shop once a week and spend at least $20 per visit. That doesn't happen though :( But eets okay :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo! Yes, we went back to McD's for the &lt;i&gt;Shaker Fries&lt;/i&gt; (I know :( What is this. Madness man. No wonder we ain't so slim right :P) and after McD's we went to um, Charmy's ? Or something. For &lt;i&gt;Snow Ice&lt;/i&gt;. Which was surprisingly very good! :D The ice wasn't ordinary shaved ice. It tasted like light snow flakes! No joke man &gt;.&lt; It's worth a try. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we ran back to the Mall and split up. &lt;b&gt;Aimee&lt;/b&gt; bought drinks for us at Utama Grand and &lt;b&gt;Angel Shameless&lt;/b&gt; and I went upstairs to buy Crepes from Kokoberry's.... *hangs head in shame* No self-control :( ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We snuck our Crepes and *cough*WaffleswithKaya&amp;PeanutButter*cough* into the cinema and snacked on that throughout the movie. Oh yeah, we watched Mamma Mia! :D It was &lt;b&gt;Angel&lt;/b&gt; and my second time. hehe but it was still good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love zis song :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Abba&lt;br /&gt;SOS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are those happy days? They seem so hard to find. &lt;br /&gt;I try to reach for you but you have closed your mind. &lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to our love? I wish I understood. &lt;br /&gt;It used to be so nice, it used to be so good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chorus &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you're near me, Darlin' can't you hear me? S.O.S! &lt;br /&gt;The love you gave me, nothin' else can save me. S.O.S! &lt;br /&gt;When you're gone, how can I even try to go on? &lt;br /&gt;When you're gone, though I try how can I carry on? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem so far away, though you are standing near. &lt;br /&gt;You made me feel alive but something died I fear. &lt;br /&gt;I really tried to make it out, I wish I understood. &lt;br /&gt;What happened to our love? It used to be so good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Winner Takes It All&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna talk &lt;br /&gt;About things we've gone through &lt;br /&gt;Though it's hurting me, now it's history &lt;br /&gt;I've played all my cards &lt;br /&gt;And that's what you've done too &lt;br /&gt;Nothing more to say, no more ace to play &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all &lt;br /&gt;The loser's standing small &lt;br /&gt;Beside the victory, that's her destiny &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in your arms &lt;br /&gt;Thinking I belonged there &lt;br /&gt;I figured it made sense building me a fence &lt;br /&gt;Building me a home &lt;br /&gt;Thinking I'd be strong there &lt;br /&gt;But I was a fool playing by the rules &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gods may throw a dice &lt;br /&gt;Their minds as cold as ice &lt;br /&gt;And someone way down here &lt;br /&gt;Loses someone dear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all (takes it all) &lt;br /&gt;The loser has to fall (has to fall) &lt;br /&gt;It's simple and it's plain &lt;br /&gt;Why should I complain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tell me does she kiss &lt;br /&gt;Like I used to kiss you &lt;br /&gt;Does it feel the same &lt;br /&gt;When she calls your name &lt;br /&gt;Somewhere deep inside &lt;br /&gt;You must know I miss you &lt;br /&gt;But what can I say, rules must be obeyed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The judges will decide (will decide) &lt;br /&gt;The likes of me abide (me abide) &lt;br /&gt;Spectators of the show, always staying low &lt;br /&gt;The game is on again (on again) &lt;br /&gt;A lover or a friend (or a friend) &lt;br /&gt;A big thing or a small (big or small) &lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all (takes it all) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna talk if it makes you feel sad &lt;br /&gt;And I understand &lt;br /&gt;You've come to shake my hand &lt;br /&gt;I apologize if it makes you feel bad &lt;br /&gt;Seeing me so tense, no self-confidence &lt;br /&gt;But you see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all &lt;br /&gt;The winner takes it all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the winner takes it all &lt;br /&gt;And the the loser has to fall &lt;br /&gt;Throw a dice, cold as ice &lt;br /&gt;Way down here, someone dear &lt;br /&gt;Takes it all, has to fall....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second song's really sad though :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY! I THINK THAT'S ENOUGH FROM ME FOR TODAY. If you sat through that whole load of crap I just wrote, more power to ya ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I shall just leave you with one photo from my outing with &lt;b&gt;Shameless&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Buzzings&lt;/b&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SNI87a1FxRI/AAAAAAAAA20/0JCjxnt6X9w/s1600-h/P1030264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SNI87a1FxRI/AAAAAAAAA20/0JCjxnt6X9w/s320/P1030264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247323507351995666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah baby! Wall E's Friend! HAHA&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVELOVE!&lt;br /&gt;Bex ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-3208651350101429128?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3208651350101429128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=3208651350101429128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/3208651350101429128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/3208651350101429128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/09/cant-you-hear-me-sos.html' title='Can&apos;t you hear me SOS ?'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SNI373qn7UI/AAAAAAAAA2s/OXzeuRczbuc/s72-c/baby-surprised.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-8643590565404065918</id><published>2008-09-15T12:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T13:27:09.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My daddy told me so</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;becky says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not feeling so sexy.. what should i wear ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;becky says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;~ 1.M.H.I.C~         says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;becky says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;becky says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew you were the wrong person to ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;becky says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with &lt;b&gt;Anna H.&lt;/b&gt; yesterday! We went to Gadong straight from church. Picked up the tickets that I booked on Saturday night for &lt;i&gt;Babylon AD&lt;/i&gt; at 2.15pm.. I was pretty excited to watch that. I heard it was good. Boy, was I wrong. Well, it was oooookay. A bit silly, if you ask me :P The ending totally spoiled the whole freaking movie 0,0 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;SPOILER ALERT!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We should go inside, there's a storm coming"&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, daddy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT! PSHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I definitely over ate yesterday. Had lunch, then we bought 3 pineapple tarts, 3 pandan tarts and 3 buttermilk tarts from Fun Bread. Sneaked it into the cinema :D It's better than popcorn (Y) hehe Directly after the movie, we had waffles, &lt;b&gt;Anna's&lt;/b&gt; treat :) T'was good! I have to admit :S &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! And we went to the Arcade. Not the Uni Arcade. The other one. The old school one! With all the kiddy games :D What? Don't you know how much of a child I am inside? 0:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, yes, yesterday was fun :) The last time I went out to the Mall just to hang out and watch a movie was on the 27th of July. I watched Batman with NK! And.. yeah. After that, it was exam season so -.- We all had to hit the books 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, today, I'll be meeting up with &lt;b&gt;Princess Buzzings&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Angel Shameless&lt;/b&gt; :D It'll be a laughter filled day, this I know. Looking forward to it! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on the list to go out with :&lt;br /&gt;Amelia Smelly&lt;br /&gt;Nai Kiat&lt;br /&gt;Judith (hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;Shimney Chimney&lt;br /&gt;Jordine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And .... that's it. HAHA Loser much. Ah well, the more I go out, the more I eat. And this holidays, I intend NOT to eat.... so much :D I love food, didn't you know ? All kinds too! The oilier and fatty-er, the better :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SM3s6lzAWDI/AAAAAAAAA2M/q45MSwVxPus/s1600-h/bigmac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SM3s6lzAWDI/AAAAAAAAA2M/q45MSwVxPus/s320/bigmac.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246109632279107634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SM3s6zZUjZI/AAAAAAAAA2U/mqPN9oK__2Q/s1600-h/_.._IICManager_Upload_IMG_Bratislava_15lasagne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SM3s6zZUjZI/AAAAAAAAA2U/mqPN9oK__2Q/s320/_.._IICManager_Upload_IMG_Bratislava_15lasagne.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246109635929476498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SM3tOi9sTeI/AAAAAAAAA2c/I1D4esXWk1A/s1600-h/french-fries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SM3tOi9sTeI/AAAAAAAAA2c/I1D4esXWk1A/s320/french-fries.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246109975116008930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SM3tzp1KpEI/AAAAAAAAA2k/iqQDDhtuzWI/s1600-h/lamb_chops_marinated.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SM3tzp1KpEI/AAAAAAAAA2k/iqQDDhtuzWI/s320/lamb_chops_marinated.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246110612614456386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, stuff like that :S I know! I'm horrible, aren't I ? Hmm, oh well! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-8643590565404065918?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8643590565404065918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=8643590565404065918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8643590565404065918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8643590565404065918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-daddy-told-me-so.html' title='My daddy told me so'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SM3s6lzAWDI/AAAAAAAAA2M/q45MSwVxPus/s72-c/bigmac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-2767862833507498724</id><published>2008-09-01T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T00:03:51.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was wrong</title><content type='html'>I am dyyyyyinggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dyingggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dyinggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( Preparing for a Literature exam is no fun at all :( In fact, Literature itself isn't fun if you don't have the freaking text in front of you to refer to :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all our poems were like the one below, I would have no problem :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Funeral Blues&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by WH Auden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,&lt;br /&gt;Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,&lt;br /&gt;Silence the pianos and with muffled drum&lt;br /&gt;Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead&lt;br /&gt;Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.&lt;br /&gt;Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,&lt;br /&gt;Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was my North, my South, my East and West,&lt;br /&gt;My working week and my Sunday rest,&lt;br /&gt;My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,&lt;br /&gt;Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,&lt;br /&gt;Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;&lt;br /&gt;For nothing now can ever come to any good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] My favourite poem! :D Not that I read many poems. haha. But this.. it's just so deep and lawa! :) True love, man. I hope my future husband out there will love me as much as this woman loved her husband :)[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, they come like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Morse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Les Murray&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Tuckett. Bill Tuckett. Telegraph operator, Hall's creek,&lt;br /&gt;which is way out back of the Outback, but he stuck it,&lt;br /&gt;quite likely liked it, despite heat, glare, dust, and the lack&lt;br /&gt;of diversion of doctors. Come disaster you trusted to luck,&lt;br /&gt;ingenuity and pluck. This was back when nice people said pluck,&lt;br /&gt;the sleevelink and green eyeshade epoch.&lt;br /&gt;Faced, though, like Bill Tuckett&lt;br /&gt;with a man needing surgery right on the spot, a lot&lt;br /&gt;would have done their dashes. It looked hopeless (dot dot dot)&lt;br /&gt;Lift him up on the table, said Tuckett, running the key hot&lt;br /&gt;till Head Office turned up a doctor who coolly instructed&lt;br /&gt;up a thousand miles of wire, as Tuckett advanced slit by slit&lt;br /&gt;with a safety razor blade, pioneering on into the wet,&lt;br /&gt;copper-wiring the rivers off, in the first operation conducted&lt;br /&gt;along dotted lines, with rum drinkers gripping the patient:&lt;br /&gt;d-d-dash it, take care. Tuck!&lt;br /&gt;And the vital spark stayed unshorted.&lt;br /&gt;Yallah! breathed the camelmen. Tuckett, you did it, you did it!&lt;br /&gt;cried the spattered la-de-dah jodhpur-wearing inspector of Stock.&lt;br /&gt;We imagine, some weeks later, a properly laconic&lt;br /&gt;convalescent averring Without you, I'd have kicked the bucket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Chungking to Burrenjuck, morse keys have mostly gone silent&lt;br /&gt;and only old men meet now to chit-chat in their electric&lt;br /&gt;bygone dialect. The last letter many will forget&lt;br /&gt;its dit-dit-dit-dah, V for Victory. The coders' hero has speed,&lt;br /&gt;resource and a touch. So ditditdit daah for Bill Tuckett. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O oh well. Good night, non existent readers ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days! &lt;br /&gt;and then&lt;br /&gt;5 more days! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove,&lt;br /&gt;Becky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-2767862833507498724?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2767862833507498724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=2767862833507498724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2767862833507498724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2767862833507498724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-was-wrong.html' title='I was wrong'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-8688011427395552034</id><published>2008-08-26T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T17:17:08.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we've come too far</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are &lt;b&gt;my sunshine, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;i&gt;only sunshine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when skies are grey.&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know, dear, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;how much I love you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, &lt;b&gt;don't take my sunshine away &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours always,&lt;br /&gt;ecky! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edewin started at JIS today! Nervous wreck he was, or so I heard :P Hope you have fun in that new school, and Ex-EmoKid, no trying other flavours :P I'll smack you. You wait~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams starting soon for me. My Chemistry practicals will be this Thursday so wish me luck for that. I am not the best of friends with ... WHAT IS THE NAME OF THAT THINGO! uh, uh.. Planning Skills. Or something or the other :S See! Unprepared! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bujjy, Leenuh the Strippah and NK the Bomb had their Bio pracs today O.O I know they all did well regardless of what they said ;) LOVE YOU SMELLIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimee, I miss. I miss going out with that very smelly bestfriend of mine. Sighhh. Come the holidays, we'll go out banyak banyak okey! &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okey, okey, I must get back to studying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O you hard hearts, you cruel men of &lt;s&gt;Rome&lt;/s&gt; Brunei,&lt;br /&gt;Knew you not &lt;s&gt;Pompey&lt;/s&gt; Becky? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, I am VERY EAGERLY ANTICIPATING JULIUS CAESAR AND LITERATURE POEMS PAPER! WOHOOOOO! :D ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... not :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-8688011427395552034?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8688011427395552034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=8688011427395552034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8688011427395552034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8688011427395552034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/08/weve-come-too-far.html' title='we&apos;ve come too far'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-562980557358911123</id><published>2008-08-12T17:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T17:35:26.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the one and only</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SKFS3oghzkI/AAAAAAAAAuA/9PumpVjLeMw/s1600-h/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SKFS3oghzkI/AAAAAAAAAuA/9PumpVjLeMw/s320/33.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233555357701361218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SKFS304avDI/AAAAAAAAAuI/UxYTn89qcO8/s1600-h/38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SKFS304avDI/AAAAAAAAAuI/UxYTn89qcO8/s320/38.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233555361022786610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SKFS4A7r7oI/AAAAAAAAAuY/pENYYWVo3hI/s1600-h/42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SKFS4A7r7oI/AAAAAAAAAuY/pENYYWVo3hI/s320/42.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233555364257721986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;i&gt;PRINCESS BUZZINGS!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY, MY PS BUDDY / OLDIE (eighteen kaliahhhh) / ROBERTO'S BESTFRIEND / QUEEN OF MATING CALLS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, life in MD would be so unbearable without you. I love listening to your crazy stories and rants. Your mind boggling questions about friendship, relationships and everything under the sun, moon and stars. All our MAKAN breaks during PS, I loike. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you treat me like your own personal shrink / psychiatrist, but it's okay. I like listening to your absurd theories as to why Mr. A likes Ms. B or why Mr. C ran away from home. HAHAHA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buzzings, I told you that love would come chasing your ass down and I bet you read that and didn't take it to heart. But WHAT DID I TELL YOU &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You deserve the best, I hope you know. The long wait is worth it, trust me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwahks! Hope you liked the cake and surprise just now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE, &lt;br /&gt;BECKY THE BOMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, while today is a very special day for a very special friend, it was also a day in which I nearly died :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not kidding! I had a very near death experience. Thus, I thought I should blog about it and be thankful I'm still alive, in all my fats and glory :D HAHA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, my mum almost ran a red light just now because she was "distracted by giving me her phone". She was in a blur sort of state and was accelerating really fast! The traffic light was an ominous red yet she seemed to be oblivious to it. I was preoccupied with the task of calling my sister. I was in my own little world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan shouted out "MUM! IT'S RED, MUM! IT'S RED! STOP!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum hit the breaks so hard that I swear, I lurched forward and almost flew head on into the windscreen had my mother's arm not stretched out in front of me as a reflex. (&lt;i&gt;Yes, okay.  I wasn't using my safety belt. Lesson learnt. Will wear it always from today onwards&lt;/i&gt;) The tyres burned and squealed against the road. We halted to a stop right in front of the yellow box. Safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kid you not when I say I thought that it was the end of me and my family. My heart pounded so fast and hard yet it seemed to have slowed down and stopped beating all at once. Some sort of adrenaline rush went through me and I could hear everything like as though I had ultrasonic ears. I remember shouting something along the lines of, "MUM! STOP, MA!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was scary. It really was. Had my mum not slammed on the breaks as fast and as hard as she did, we would have been totaled by the car that was turning into the lane we were on. Do you get what I mean ? :S The car would have slammed on my mum's passenger door and the impact would have rammed our car into the metal barrier that's on my side. I think .. I THINK, I would have died. I'm not sure :S Or probably paralysed :O ....... Or maybe I'm just exaggerating ? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I really thank God that He saved my mum, Ry and I :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to live another day to see my family, friends, loved person, dogs, cousins, aunties, uncles, relatives, everyone! Everything! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so. Yes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, AGNES IS BACK IN TOWN! :D She's leaving for US this Sunday though. Nic/Tengo went back to UK yesterday, Joel A's going back to US as well tomorrow I think and Jack! Jack is going off to KL on Thursday :( I'll miss you, Jack. Your nonsensical jokes, stories of your absurd food escapades, advice and of course, the rides to church and other places :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, okay. I think this should suffice for all the lack of posts in this blog :D I have to get ready now cos Upper Six Literature students of MD have put together a play based on Arthur Miller's 'A View From The Bridge' and I'm gonna watch it tonight :) All proceeds go to charity. That's really nice of them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SKFS30lF6yI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/_Ysqhjbze0E/s1600-h/39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SKFS30lF6yI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/_Ysqhjbze0E/s320/39.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233555360941730594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Again, Happy Birthday!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-562980557358911123?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/562980557358911123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=562980557358911123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/562980557358911123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/562980557358911123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-one-and-only_12.html' title='To the one and only'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SKFS3oghzkI/AAAAAAAAAuA/9PumpVjLeMw/s72-c/33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-7535839583316112249</id><published>2008-08-12T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T17:04:55.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the one and only</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-7535839583316112249?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/7535839583316112249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=7535839583316112249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/7535839583316112249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/7535839583316112249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-one-and-only.html' title='To the one and only'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-3300992254206171195</id><published>2008-07-23T17:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T17:40:22.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you leave me breathless</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love being hugged from behind without notice &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, baby ;) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just skip roped (woah! there's such a term! :P) 500 times! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, fine, 5 sets of 50. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wait! I did more than 5 sets &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suhweeeeeet. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3,&lt;br /&gt;ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-3300992254206171195?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3300992254206171195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=3300992254206171195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/3300992254206171195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/3300992254206171195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-leave-me-breathless.html' title='you leave me breathless'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-3580555539291735866</id><published>2008-07-16T13:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T13:43:20.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty darn lucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Snippets&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I feel your whisper across the sea&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I keep you with me in my heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You make it easier when life gets hard &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Every time we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had one more kiss&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you I promise you, I will &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lucky we're in love every way &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Through the breezes,&lt;br /&gt;through trees&lt;br /&gt;Move so pretty,&lt;br /&gt;you're all I see&lt;br /&gt;As the world keeps spinning round&lt;br /&gt;You hold me,&lt;br /&gt;right here right now &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVING THIS SONG! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason Mraz &amp; Colbie Caillat - Lucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I've always been slow in downloading songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-3580555539291735866?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3580555539291735866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=3580555539291735866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/3580555539291735866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/3580555539291735866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/07/pretty-darn-lucky.html' title='pretty darn lucky'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-4592269324185869267</id><published>2008-07-15T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:51:38.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;he makes me melt like a popsicle on the Fourth of July&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you watch &lt;i&gt;Little Rascals&lt;/i&gt; as a kid ? I did! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SHyC8s8LzfI/AAAAAAAAAmU/4x8boaWYUDI/s1600-h/little+rascals!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SHyC8s8LzfI/AAAAAAAAAmU/4x8boaWYUDI/s320/little+rascals!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223193647210286578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED it! Ry loves it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I saw a Bumper Sticker in Facebook that had that quote and yeah! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute also that! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa loveeee, &lt;br /&gt;Becky!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-4592269324185869267?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4592269324185869267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=4592269324185869267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4592269324185869267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4592269324185869267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/07/he-makes-me-melt-like-popsicle-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SHyC8s8LzfI/AAAAAAAAAmU/4x8boaWYUDI/s72-c/little+rascals!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-5964218469423886221</id><published>2008-07-11T14:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:51:39.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that sweet escape</title><content type='html'>Hello wello, people! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know, I am a TERRIBLE blogger. But hey, when stuff like homework, studying and all that calls out to me, how can I waste my time on the internet ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it's been quite a busy two weeks. I have a Math teacher who shows &lt;b&gt;no mercy&lt;/b&gt;. Really. We had a test last Saturday, which I honestly and sincerely forgot about. When I remembered in my EAS class about the test, I went into panic mode and started beating myself up mentally. Madness, how could I forget about such an important test?! It was on functions lagi, so that made it worse. I'm not the best at Functions, you see :S &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ah well, we had a retest on Wednesday and fared pretty well for that :D I hope that goes into our MPR *fingers crossed* hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, yesterday in the morning, DJ Izan played Boy Meets Girl - Waiting on a Star To Fall. Yes, such an oldie but I've always loved it :D It's been playing in my head on repeat since yesterday &gt;.&lt; Sorry lah, so random. I just haven't blogged in a looooooooonggggg time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna turn my blog into a boring all-word blog (although it is boring in itself already :S) so I thought I'd post up some random photos of SUSHI! Something, among many others, I haven't indulged in in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY WAIT, scratch that -.- I can't find any of my pictures! Maybe that's a sign for me to go out and eat some freaking sushi :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, so. Random photo from camp ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SHcFcI5HhAI/AAAAAAAAAmM/XlpzT1J3oNw/s1600-h/DSC_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SHcFcI5HhAI/AAAAAAAAAmM/XlpzT1J3oNw/s320/DSC_0153.JPG"border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221648273940907010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to show that .. you know, I'm still alive and happy, contrary to what I may seem like from the outside :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So! Tomorrow is &lt;b&gt;Parents' Appreciation Night&lt;/b&gt; which will be held at Saint Andrew's School's hall. The fam-fam's gonna go so ... coolness :D Hehe Right bex? &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighteo, I should be going now. I still have to study for a Chem test which is on Monday :( Mannn, WHY! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa lotsa lotsa love,&lt;br /&gt;Becky! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, judS email me, losar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-5964218469423886221?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/5964218469423886221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=5964218469423886221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5964218469423886221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/5964218469423886221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/07/that-sweet-escape.html' title='that sweet escape'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SHcFcI5HhAI/AAAAAAAAAmM/XlpzT1J3oNw/s72-c/DSC_0153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-1528252014349519001</id><published>2008-06-28T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:51:39.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Procrastination&lt;/b&gt; is the thief of time, man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Laziness&lt;/i&gt; is terrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Forgetfulness&lt;/b&gt; is even worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially if it comes hand in hand with &lt;i&gt;absent mindedness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow is the last day of my well deserved holidays. Well spent too :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, there's incomplete homework that NEEDS to be done, projects that need to be COMPLETED, revision that SHOULD HAVE happened :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I need inspiration. For two things. For two separate projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not getting anythin :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words seem to fail me nowadays. Thus the lack of posts here =O Surprise, surprise :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I need inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SGZS0UaxHcI/AAAAAAAAAl8/iNOUfD_SEE0/s1600-h/creativity_cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SGZS0UaxHcI/AAAAAAAAAl8/iNOUfD_SEE0/s320/creativity_cartoon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216948277142953410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mannnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I were one of those creative types. Those that never seem to run outta fresh, artistic, original ideas. Like Shiang, Laurice, Akhmad! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to me, creativity! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I need to write a poem about my trip to Berambang Island. Or really, the view from the top of the hill which we climbed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Berambang Island. Went for a trip there with my Literature class. You can see picture(s?) in Borneo Bulletin, today's copy! :D I haven't seen it but Uncle Andy told Ry that I was in the newspaper so ... whoopee ? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Righteo. I shall be off now. Gotta get some beauty sleep! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I won't be getting much of once school starts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ees okey! Like I've told many who asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"School is better than no school."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, judS? ;) Hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE!,&lt;br /&gt;Becky :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-1528252014349519001?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1528252014349519001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=1528252014349519001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1528252014349519001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1528252014349519001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/06/gone.html' title='gone'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SGZS0UaxHcI/AAAAAAAAAl8/iNOUfD_SEE0/s72-c/creativity_cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-4722141250971871828</id><published>2008-06-25T15:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T18:27:05.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stand</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stood before my failure&lt;br /&gt;Carried the Cross for my shame&lt;br /&gt;My sin weighed upon Your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;My soul now to stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what can I say&lt;br /&gt;What can I do&lt;br /&gt;But offer this heart O God&lt;br /&gt;Completely to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll stand&lt;br /&gt;With arms high and heart abandoned&lt;br /&gt;In awe of the One who gave it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll stand&lt;br /&gt;My soul Lord to You surrendered&lt;br /&gt;All I am is Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll walk upon salvation&lt;br /&gt;Your Spirit alive in me&lt;br /&gt;This life to declare Your promise&lt;br /&gt;My soul now to stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I surrender all that I am and all that I have into Your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and in case you were wondering, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth Camp 2008 was AWESOME :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God kept reminding me that He'll take care of me and that I needn't worry. Not about my life, my family, my friends, my relationships. Nothing :)&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-4722141250971871828?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4722141250971871828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=4722141250971871828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4722141250971871828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4722141250971871828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/06/stand.html' title='The Stand'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-8339152551508230157</id><published>2008-06-10T22:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T23:14:07.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're so hot that I melted&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Math &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(from time to time)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate King Henry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(The Other Boleyn Girl wah! ch-ch-ch-ch-check it out)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Trig &lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate canteen food in MD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I love Winket&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my frieeeeeenddddssss&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate getting low marks for Math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(i've got to be better than you at &lt;b&gt;somethinggg&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being ignored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(i dreamt i shouted at you in my dream. you had it coming)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love reading&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love writing&lt;br /&gt;8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(MELEE - BUILT TO LAST &amp; NEYO - BECAUSE OF YOU &amp; JASON MRAZ - I'M YOURS)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate wearing the tudung &lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(while in my uniform)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate sudden MPR tests&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate talking on the phone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;but I wish you would call&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE GOD :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;BECKAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, pictas coming sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pps, YOUTH CAMP IN 8 DAYS YO! :D:D I EXCITED TO SEE WHAT GOD HAS IN STORE FOR US ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-8339152551508230157?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8339152551508230157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=8339152551508230157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8339152551508230157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8339152551508230157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-yours.html' title='I&apos;m yours'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-8701448299084000536</id><published>2008-06-03T17:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:08:45.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe, you take chances all the same</title><content type='html'>Pain comes in stages. &lt;br /&gt;If we don't make it, &lt;br /&gt;nothing changes&lt;br /&gt;-South, Paint the Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I used to love that song to BITS! I still do, actually :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, what a random start to this post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, you may stone me, non existent readers. I've been neglecting this blog for much too long. I'm horrible! I guess I just didn't have that blogging mojo so .. yeah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been rather busy with school, friends, camp and the likes. I don't feel drained though ... yet. But even when I do, I'll turn to that chapter that &lt;a href="http://connectedpluggedamplified.blogspot.com"&gt;Caroline&lt;/a&gt; messaged me about. Thanks Kaloline! :) Hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Psalm 81 : 6 - 18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 6 He says, &lt;i&gt;"I removed the burden from their shoulders;&lt;br /&gt;       their hands were set free from the basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 7 In your distress you called and I rescued you,&lt;br /&gt;       I answered you out of a thundercloud;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I tested you at the waters of Meribah.&lt;br /&gt;       Selah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 8 "Hear, O my people, and I will warn you—&lt;br /&gt;       if you would but listen to me, O Israel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 9 You shall have no foreign god among you;&lt;br /&gt;       you shall not bow down to an alien god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 10 &lt;i&gt;I am the LORD your God,&lt;br /&gt;       who brought you up out of Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;       Open wide your mouth and I will fill it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 11 &lt;i&gt;"But my people would not listen to me;&lt;br /&gt;       Israel would not submit to me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 12 &lt;i&gt;So I gave them over to their stubborn hearts&lt;br /&gt;       to follow their own devices.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 13 &lt;i&gt;"If my people would but listen to me,&lt;br /&gt;       if Israel would follow my ways,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 14 &lt;i&gt;how quickly would I subdue their enemies&lt;br /&gt;       and turn my hand against their foes!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 15 &lt;i&gt;Those who hate the LORD would cringe before him,&lt;br /&gt;       and their punishment would last forever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 16 &lt;i&gt;But you would be fed with the finest of wheat;&lt;br /&gt;       with honey from the rock I would satisfy you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here, I sigh contentedly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, Church Camp was a great experience, yet again. I learned a LOT and I understand things a little more, thanks to certain people :) I had an encounter with God. T'was amazing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can't wait for Youth Camp which is coming up in 15 days!!! :D:D I hope to see YOU there. I truly do :D:D It'll be great, I can just feel it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHE. Okey, anyway, I think I should get back to my EAS homework. Gotta make up my own facial cream advertisement for women :( Aiyo. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till my next, &lt;br /&gt;Becky!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-8701448299084000536?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8701448299084000536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=8701448299084000536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8701448299084000536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8701448299084000536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/06/maybe-you-take-chances-all-same.html' title='Maybe, you take chances all the same'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-6736993340785988927</id><published>2008-05-26T15:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T15:20:00.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you'll see me running thru that open door</title><content type='html'>Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out with judS and (lousy) Shim right now :D Right SHIM? I know you love me. Yes you do &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're at Cheezbox and having lasagna. Nyummy!! Well, oonsidering I haven't eaten a proper lunch yet :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! judS thought she as such a princess; she made us wait 15mins for her so I went on a misscall frenzy which she did not like :D SCORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Cheezbox is playing the sappiest, corniest love songs ever :S BARF! But some of us are enjoying it *cough* judiththeloser *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shim isn't in the mood and is miserable so I shall stop blogging now &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Becky the Bomb(shell) :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-6736993340785988927?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/6736993340785988927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=6736993340785988927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6736993340785988927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/6736993340785988927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/05/youll-see-me-running-thru-that-open.html' title='you&apos;ll see me running thru that open door'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-2504182983316868988</id><published>2008-05-25T08:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T08:52:45.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take up your cross.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/McZQTQjbOl4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/McZQTQjbOl4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DTuerAIHHc8&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DTuerAIHHc8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want camp forms, just approach me :) I won't bite, I PROMISE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the king of glory&lt;br /&gt;Coming down the clouds with fire&lt;br /&gt;The whole earth shakes, the whole earth shakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I see his love and mercy&lt;br /&gt;Washing over all our sin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people sing, the people sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosanna, hosanna&lt;br /&gt;Hosanna in the highest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I see a generation&lt;br /&gt;Rising up to take the place&lt;br /&gt;With selfless faith, with selfless faith&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a new revival&lt;br /&gt;Staring as we pray and seek&lt;br /&gt;We're on our knees, we're on our knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Heal my heart and &lt;i&gt;make it clean&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open up my eyes to the things unseen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Show me how to love like you have loved me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break my heart for what is yours&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am for your kingdom's cause&lt;br /&gt;As I walk from earth into eternity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need a revival. Let it start in &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-2504182983316868988?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/2504182983316868988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=2504182983316868988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2504182983316868988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/2504182983316868988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/05/take-up-your-cross.html' title='Take up your cross.'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-7155615508301623178</id><published>2008-05-22T17:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:32:48.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every waking moment  ;)</title><content type='html'>AMERICAN IDOL SPOILER AHEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH! IN YOUR FACE SIMON COWELL!! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;As I knew he would, &lt;b&gt;David Cook&lt;/b&gt; won!! :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;12 (&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;freeeeeeeaaaaking) &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;million votes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAHMAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;12 million votes&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD David A. didn't win. I would have poked myself in the eye if he did O.O No kidding, man. Goodness. His song choices are almost all the same. Ballads. Or slow songs. Rarely upbeat and up-tempo. LOSER. HAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I mean, okay, he's not &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; bad. I'll admit, I loved David A. in the beginning. His voice was fresh and rather sexy. After a while, I realised -- along with the rest of the world, I assume -- that he only has one style of singing: in that husky voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't flame me. Just my two-cents on the matter :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE DAVID COOK! :D :D :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. Okay, returning back to the real world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today was cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite time of the day ? LUNCH TIME! ;)! It's all thanks to Nai Kiat and his silly jokes, lovable smile and ... his food! =O HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, almost all of Maths, Dennis and I were challenging each other on the Rubik's cube. Timing ourselves. Solving &lt;s&gt;only one face though&lt;/s&gt; :P AKHMAD taught us how to solve the next two layers but I lupa :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buzzy, Shiang Shiang and I are hopeless Rubik's cube addicts. Once, we used to snicker and smirk at all those &lt;s&gt;losers&lt;/s&gt; people going crazy with the Rubik's cube. We used to guffaw at Dennis, saying he was their President HAHA. But now, look where we are :( It's KARMA I TELL YOU! ..... AHAHA, nola, not like I believe in karma ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Lina, she's a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APAKAN, RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, we're doing poems in Literature. We just did one on this guy who suffered from AIDS. Wah, so sad! It made me all depressed. Well, a little. I was telling Nai Kiat that I surmised from one of the stanza's that his condom broke and he snorted, food almost coming out of his nose :P HAHAHA JUST JOKING MAHN! But really, there's one stanza where we says &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 I cannot but be sorry&lt;br /&gt;2 The given shield was cracked,&lt;br /&gt;3 My mind reduced to hurry,&lt;br /&gt;4 My flesh reduced and wrecked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know howwww, but the way I saw it, he was saying, he couldn't help that his "shield" or "protection" broke and thus the STD masuk-ed him. He panicked then when he realised that the STD transferred to him :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever, NK thought it was funny. I guess it is, in some ironic sense. Shrug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it's been ages since I've written such a long post. It feels somewhat liberating :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you, reader, read everything thus far, I SAAAALUTE you man! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Becky the Bombbb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-7155615508301623178?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/7155615508301623178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=7155615508301623178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/7155615508301623178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/7155615508301623178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/05/american-idol-spoiler-ahead-hah-in-your.html' title='Every waking moment  ;)'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-4504020526834453891</id><published>2008-05-21T20:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:51:39.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've found what I'm lookin' for  ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SDQVu7cxrdI/AAAAAAAAAlc/u6bMzyAGAjY/s1600-h/david-cook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SDQVu7cxrdI/AAAAAAAAAlc/u6bMzyAGAjY/s320/david-cook.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202807365496319442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM PRO &lt;b&gt;DAVID COOK&lt;/b&gt; MAN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leenuh must be like, Esh, becky anie ah! Majal wa :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT MAN, IS HE HOT OR IS HE HOT ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I abandoned MSN and my favourite mobile messaging buddy for the final performance on AMERICAN IDOL :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worth it, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at him. But pictures don't even do him justice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SDQWvLcxreI/AAAAAAAAAlk/My0ZlkITaIs/s1600-h/Top%2B9%2BDavid%2BCook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SDQWvLcxreI/AAAAAAAAAlk/My0ZlkITaIs/s320/Top%2B9%2BDavid%2BCook.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202808469302914530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. His voice does ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that even make sense ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to get at is that his voice is ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*FAINT NOW* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAWA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I'd marry him in a heartbeat.&lt;/s&gt;  =O!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. There's this one time Nai Kiat and I were watching Street Kings and we had to leave halfway but my eyes were so glued onto the big screen, thank you very much to Keanu Reeves. Yeah, Keanu Reeves, my #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Cook comes right after Keanu, man :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 yo~! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who #1 is  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, one whole post on David Cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too sexy wah. HEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SDQYVrcxrfI/AAAAAAAAAls/Za1GYjshNhU/s1600-h/davidcookonstagebf7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SDQYVrcxrfI/AAAAAAAAAls/Za1GYjshNhU/s320/davidcookonstagebf7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202810230239505906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And I am looking into a new past time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUBIC'S CUBE! =O (Rubik's ??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SDQZI7cxrgI/AAAAAAAAAl0/F5ZIwU1g6uM/s1600-h/rubic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SDQZI7cxrgI/AAAAAAAAAl0/F5ZIwU1g6uM/s320/rubic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202811110707801602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one and only, &lt;br /&gt;ECKY :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-4504020526834453891?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4504020526834453891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=4504020526834453891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4504020526834453891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4504020526834453891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/05/ive-found-what-im-lookin-for.html' title='I&apos;ve found what I&apos;m lookin&apos; for  ;)'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_21uFjZzuDuE/SDQVu7cxrdI/AAAAAAAAAlc/u6bMzyAGAjY/s72-c/david-cook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-4514998219241339925</id><published>2008-05-20T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:25:12.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>But Most Of All, It's</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Built to Last&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Maths with Dennis AKA Hairy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, we'll be doing our work when he suddenly turns to me and says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;"Ah, I have a song for you to listen to. *digs in pockets for earphones*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What song?"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it was Melee - Built to Last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY MUCH IN LOVE with that song! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I might be very lagging or whatever but hey, blame it on Shiang who didn't introduce it to me earlier! Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've looked for love in stranger places&lt;br /&gt;but never found &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;someone like you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Someone whose smile&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel I've been holding back&lt;br /&gt;And now there's nothing I can do&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause this is &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt;, and this is &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;warms the inside just like it should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, it's built to last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It's built to last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;All of our friends&lt;br /&gt;saw from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why didn't we believe it too?&lt;br /&gt;Now look, where we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You're in my heart now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;and there's no escaping it for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (WAH! HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;you are the sun in my universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider the best when we felt the worst&lt;br /&gt;And most of all, most of all&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, most of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Most of all, most of all&lt;br /&gt;It's built to last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a dedication to YOU!! :D Much love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beckay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, judS, email is coming at you SUPER SOON! hehehe LOVE!! I miss you, losar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-4514998219241339925?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4514998219241339925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=4514998219241339925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4514998219241339925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4514998219241339925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/05/but-most-of-all-its.html' title='But Most Of All, It&apos;s'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-8296249275327590220</id><published>2008-05-14T16:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T17:07:11.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting for the Bahasa Melayu O Levels Paper tomorrow.. For the second time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must attain a credit, like I promised those MD officials =. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second time round, can I do this ? ... I think I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least this time, I'll have enough sleep and I won't be too excited :P RIGHT?? HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all the best to all those out there doing this paper too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ie Angiel, Jojo Bird, Match, Gare Bear, Shiang, Tizzle, Laura, the guy whose name I don't know but always hold convos with at school! :P, Elle and so on and so on .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETS DO THIS :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my grades have started to improve. Like in Literature, I got a B! :D From a D to a B, I'd say that's pretty good ;) (yes, I fail. I got a D on my first Lit essay :() And in Maths, 80% for Trig, Vectors and Quadratics :D PROUD YO! hehehe I guess that's one of the perks of always being around a little Maths nerd. HAHA RIGHT NAI KIAT ? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okey, what am I doing online ? The past must not repeat itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminder to self: Trust in God. Have faith in Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKEY, OKEY, I can do this. Right judS ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Becky the Bomb ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, Not going to school tomorrow :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-8296249275327590220?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/8296249275327590220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=8296249275327590220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8296249275327590220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/8296249275327590220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/05/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-921968128368078786</id><published>2008-05-11T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T17:34:35.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;This is out to all the mom's out there who's reading, whoever you may be. But especially to my very nosy mother, whom I am sure is reading this. I'm watching you, mum :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman has strengths that amaze men.&lt;br /&gt;She can handle trouble &amp; carry heavy burdens.&lt;br /&gt;She holds happiness, love &amp; opinions. &lt;br /&gt;She smiles when she feels like screaming.&lt;br /&gt;She sings when she feels like crying,&lt;br /&gt;Cries when she's happy &amp; laughs when she's afraid.&lt;br /&gt;Her love is unconditional!&lt;br /&gt;There's only one thing wrong with her, she sometimes forgets what she is worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;ECKY! &lt;br /&gt;Your favourite child :D:D:D:D RIGHT ? :P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-921968128368078786?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/921968128368078786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=921968128368078786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/921968128368078786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/921968128368078786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-808136962295224501</id><published>2008-05-07T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T20:12:17.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imperfect</title><content type='html'>So, readers. I was chatting about random stuff with Angel and somehow, our conversation moved to love, life and beyond. We were talking about the future, our results and like, whether our future mothers-in-law will like us.. Come on, you know YOU worry about it too! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;ANGEL'S SENSITIVE SIDE YAW:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;снυику ★ мÖикзу: bookslut. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude, you'll be the girl that he'll one day say, "she didn't get 7as and crap for O'level but she sure did well for her A's and showed the world. i loved her before that and love her just as much now, with or without results. here mom (:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;снυику ★ мÖикзу: bookslut. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA DA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just made me squeal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude, that's what i'm gonna blog up man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;снυику ★ мÖикзу: bookslut. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, great. - -"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL'S SENSITIVE SIDE YAW! : (title)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becky says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;снυику ★ мÖикзу: bookslut. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IWEJFWEJFJWFWEJ. Kanye West doesn't have a sensitive side so i don't either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;снυику ★ мÖикзу: bookslut. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we only care about our mothers and our egos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Angiel&lt;/span&gt;, you too funny. Paloi, you just made my day man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Leenuh&lt;/span&gt;, and finding &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sound clips recorded in Form 3&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gotta let bygones be bygones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-808136962295224501?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/808136962295224501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=808136962295224501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/808136962295224501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/808136962295224501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/05/imperfect.html' title='Imperfect'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-1821012952776882834</id><published>2008-05-04T15:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T15:48:40.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For all you've ever done.</title><content type='html'>YDM yesterday after school :D I took a 30 minutes power nap before I got ready for YDM and it was goooood. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BIRTHDAY GIRL! (aka judS) was there so we just talked and caught up as usual :) i miss you, you know, bonggok. Come back more often wa, when Shimney and I are not busy! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later yesterday night, I went to Excapade with Agnes. Edwin organized (my vocab sucks at the mo, I have no other words :S) a liiiiiiiiiiitle farewell dinner for Nestum, who's leaving for the US super soon! :( T'was just Agnes, NK and I, Edwin and Jane, and Daniel yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Conclusion:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good company + GOOD food + Reminiscing about our silly times in SAS + Sillier jokes &lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Great night out ;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Angel and Diana too! Tsktsk. Excapade saja eh, Gel. Whatever happened to our losing weight pact ? GRRR You horrible girl! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, had tuition in the morning at 8-10 :S Had brekky with Angiel at Golden Leaf after class :D NYUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at 12 took a little spin in Charlie's car. Yeah, she bought a car and sold off the Mazda. A four-wheel drive. Reason being "It's such a family car! And we need that :D" &lt;i&gt;Psht, yeah right. Excuses, excuses. Mau kereta baru sja!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been doing my school work and HW for a while now so I decided to take a break by doing this little questionnaire. I &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; these kinda stuff! &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At what age do you wish to marry?&lt;br /&gt;- Hopefully, after 25, before 30 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where will you go if someone sponsors you a tour ticket?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;Fly me to the moon&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Uhm, Spain! I think ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's your favorite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;- At the moment, all I can think of is spending time with certain people who make me smile and laugh without a doubt ;) You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think money can buy happiness?&lt;br /&gt;- Yesss, to an extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- For him to come back and that I could erase all those memories. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;s&gt;I never succeed :(&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;br /&gt;- Err, noo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;br /&gt;- The ability to love... Really :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;- Buy a house for my family, fix up my mum's car, and go SHOPPING :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;- But, I've already met that person! =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;- Bestie!, Talkative, Sexay ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What are the requirements that you wish from the other half?&lt;br /&gt;- To just be there for me when I need him the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;- Hate ? Err, not hate la. I &lt;b&gt;dislike&lt;/b&gt; indecisive people. Really. Make up your mind please, and stop hurting the people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't wanna say, for fear that you'll laugh at me :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you can teleport once, where would you go?&lt;br /&gt;- Can I travel back in time ? :D I'd try to make our relationship work. I'd push aside my fear, hurt, arrogance, pride and talk to you like I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you believe 'love at first sight?'&lt;br /&gt;- Nope :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you could undo doing one mistake in the past, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- Cutting my damn fringe. No, seriously. (Eh, Aimee, YOURS ISN'T SO BAD. YOU HAVE NOT SEEN MINE LATELY. It's really, really bad. Angel said "Oh, duuudee" upon seeing it. :S)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you have a chance, which part of your character would you like to change?&lt;br /&gt;- My doubts about everythin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What would you do if you happen to fall for your ex-crush?&lt;br /&gt;- Please, I'd never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is the one thing you cannot do but you wish you could?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;s&gt;Say I love you to him.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is happiness to you?&lt;br /&gt;- Wah. So deep. Happiness is when I'm laughing till I cry and my sides ache, talking about nonsensical stuff but still having fun, eating lunch with &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; and last but not least, being in God's presence ;) That's indescribable happiness and love, man. AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokey dokey, plenty of potential study time wasted :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUCHLOVE,&lt;br /&gt;Becky :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whether I'm right or wrong there's no phrase that hits &lt;br /&gt;Like an ocean needs the sand or a dirty old shoe that fits &lt;br /&gt;And if all the world was perfect I would only ever want to see your scars &lt;br /&gt;You know they can have their universe &lt;br /&gt;We'll be in the dirt designing stars &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether I'm up or down there's no crowd to please &lt;br /&gt;I'm like a faith without a clause to believe in it &lt;br /&gt;And if all the world was smiling I would only ever want to see your frown &lt;br /&gt;You know they can sail away in sunsets &lt;br /&gt;We'll be right here stranded on the ground just happy to be found &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've discovered enlightenment holding your hand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so beautiful &lt;br /&gt;Nowhere else in the world I wanna be &lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so beautiful &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) For &lt;i&gt;yesterday&lt;/i&gt;, to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-1821012952776882834?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/1821012952776882834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=1821012952776882834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1821012952776882834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/1821012952776882834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-all-youve-ever-done.html' title='For all you&apos;ve ever done.'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-4687293488065251518</id><published>2008-04-30T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T19:54:03.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's your smile</title><content type='html'>Not much to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Lit test today. Rather crap. When the time was up, I couldn't even bring myself to read what rubbish I wrote. It would have been too depressing :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths test on Vectors and Trig(AGAIN!) tomorrow. Haiyoh.. Very, very rusty on Vectors. HOW ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I also got back my Chem MPR results and it was ... rubbish :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay. I can do this! Like Far from my EAS class always says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's okay. Just try harder next time. Study harder for the next test. You can do it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On of my birthday presents for this year, in case you were wondering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s255.photobucket.com/albums/hh146/ickydoodles/My%20Birthday%202008%20man/?action=view&amp;current=DSC04259.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i255.photobucket.com/albums/hh146/ickydoodles/My%20Birthday%202008%20man/DSC04259.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s255.photobucket.com/albums/hh146/ickydoodles/My%20Birthday%202008%20man/?action=view&amp;current=DSC04241.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i255.photobucket.com/albums/hh146/ickydoodles/My%20Birthday%202008%20man/DSC04241.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU :D It makes me feel safe at night when I hug it tight as I close my eyes. I don't think I've told you that. But now you know :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-4687293488065251518?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/4687293488065251518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=4687293488065251518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4687293488065251518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/4687293488065251518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-your-smile.html' title='it&apos;s your smile'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i255.photobucket.com/albums/hh146/ickydoodles/My%20Birthday%202008%20man/th_DSC04259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-3741882753575364153</id><published>2008-04-29T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T22:54:57.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Nothing that I understand</title><content type='html'>At 10.51pm, I am currently craving :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s255.photobucket.com/albums/hh146/ickydoodles/My%20Birthday%202008%20man/?action=view&amp;current=DSC04195.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i255.photobucket.com/albums/hh146/ickydoodles/My%20Birthday%202008%20man/DSC04195.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STICKY CHEWY CHOCOLATE MAN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gash, I'm such a pig. It's no wonder I can never lose weight :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. If you asked me if I would give up food(but I wouldn't feel hungry at all :D) and in an instant I'd lose 10 kgs, I would say NO. NO, NO, NO, thank you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I just love food and eating too darned much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahahahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Becky the &lt;s&gt;Bomb&lt;/s&gt; Pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, I have PS 1, Siapa mau blanja esuk ? :D:D HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;pps, SHIZZLES, I still have not finished studying! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-3741882753575364153?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/3741882753575364153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=3741882753575364153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/3741882753575364153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/3741882753575364153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/04/nothing-that-i-understand.html' title='Nothing that I understand'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i255.photobucket.com/albums/hh146/ickydoodles/My%20Birthday%202008%20man/th_DSC04195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37181388.post-726335917339955676</id><published>2008-04-28T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:02:37.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Above all powers :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I've got a problem,&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know what to do about it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Neyo - Because of You)&lt;br /&gt;(it's like, THE SONG man :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okey dokey. This blog has been so abandoned, it's almost sad. Heh heeeehhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends. I really do :D They make my day man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the fact that even though Leenuh, Buzzy, Agnes, Angel and I don't see each other often, we can still laugh like as if we never had that &lt;s&gt;falling out&lt;/s&gt;. :D Mwahs to the girls. Pictures will come ..... eventually. When I find the time k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love having lunch with NK man! (although you know you should have lunch with &lt;/u&gt;them&lt;/u&gt; instead of me =O HAHA &lt;3!) HAHAHAHAHAHA He makes me laugh so much! It's goooooooood. I need more laughter in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love sushi :D Raaaannnnndom! I guess you guys already know my love for Mini Salmon Mayo (if you check the archive for last month, you'd even see a picture of the dish there. Yeah, yeah, I'm a pig :P) and Shake so I shan't elaborate on that too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently searching the net for anything useful for my speech on "How do paranormals and superstition play a part in Julius Caesar" O.O I know, tell me about it. Of all the topics I had to get stuck with. And it's due tomorrow! Oh no!!! Curse my procrastination streak mannnnn. Tsktsktsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Maths hw to do (must finish before it piles up AGAIN and I lose all hope in my &lt;s&gt;studies&lt;/s&gt; AGAIN) and also Chemistry to look through. Mr Gill was talking today about bonding and was making us recall Form 5 work. I'm not kidding when I say &lt;b&gt;EVERYBODY in class answered "isomers"&lt;/b&gt;(Q: What are molecules that have the same molecular structure but different chemical properties (I think that's the question :D)) &lt;b&gt;EXCEPT ME!&lt;/b&gt; I hid my face, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go before I write you all the boring-est post you'll ever read and I'll get back to my E LIT essay :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With much love,&lt;br /&gt;Becky :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, THANKS ANGEL AND DIANA!! For all the laughter and the ride home :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37181388-726335917339955676?l=inevitablyours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/feeds/726335917339955676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37181388&amp;postID=726335917339955676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/726335917339955676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37181388/posts/default/726335917339955676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablyours.blogspot.com/2008/04/above-all-powers.html' title='Above all powers :)'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16993215448456031075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
