<?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-3398373951912197250</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:31:10.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my next life story</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-1781474795578237179</id><published>2010-01-30T12:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T13:20:26.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, its really a long time since i last posted. so i am going to complile everything here, in this post. but maybe just mainly pictures and less words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/S2O9WmYEAkI/AAAAAAAAAuw/UlXD0Ci3dD0/s1600-h/TOTAL+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 637px; height: 449px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/S2O9WmYEAkI/AAAAAAAAAuw/UlXD0Ci3dD0/s400/TOTAL+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432393771495195202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was sundown at fort canning. i got free tickets from my classmate. so we totally went crazy and started screaming like mad people with the rest. (: it was awesome too. we manage to catch a glimpse of FTI in their merc. we totally ran for it. Pat was "dorcas faster! i heard them start the engine, they are closing the car door. FASTER! PAILI!" cute la. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/S2O9XT32ZmI/AAAAAAAAAu4/ZqeludGu_KU/s1600-h/edit+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 633px; height: 442px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/S2O9XT32ZmI/AAAAAAAAAu4/ZqeludGu_KU/s400/edit+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432393783708116578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(pictures can be enlarged, just click it and there you see everything. i went to stretch it, so open it, its clearer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;main things during december! and now for january, since its ending soon! i started school already. school work is piling up. school still fun. love love love school! (: i hope i can maintain my gpa, thought this term modules are tougher. JIAYOU JIAYOU! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHINEE THIS SUNDAY( hope i can go) AND MONDAY. mum paid for my ticket for monday's concert. love! (: CANT WAIT TO SEE SHINEEE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel lazy to update! ): next time i will take time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM IN A TOTAL DILEMMA ON WHETHER TO REALLY PARTICIPATE IN JYP AUDITIONS!!!! i cant freaking sing in front of the camera, my fingers and toes will crinkle like mad!!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAZY! bye!&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/3398373951912197250-1781474795578237179?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/1781474795578237179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=1781474795578237179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1781474795578237179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1781474795578237179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2010/01/haha-its-really-long-time-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/S2O9WmYEAkI/AAAAAAAAAuw/UlXD0Ci3dD0/s72-c/TOTAL+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-6923750615962066038</id><published>2009-12-09T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:25:16.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GDnBdMNBeFo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GDnBdMNBeFo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KYAAAAAA! i cant resist this scene. i keep repeating non-stop! jeremy is so poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;JEREMY,CHOEAHAE! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-6923750615962066038?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/6923750615962066038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=6923750615962066038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6923750615962066038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6923750615962066038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/12/kyaaaaaa-i-cant-resist-this-scene.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-2683009412680038765</id><published>2009-12-08T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:28:54.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>though its the holidays, havent been blogging much. due to plain laziness and prolly no one reads my blog, so there isnt a need to blog every day/week. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays have been great so far. going out with friends and spending time with mummy was awesome. (: catching up all my dramas ever since holidays started. watching all the latest shows that are now showing in korea. and watching MUSIC CORE on MBC was awesome. getting to see 2pm, B2ST, U-KISS and others live on stage. cant wait for daddy to get cable, then brother and i can watch MUSIC BANK and other shows. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNIQLO is having sales now! bought quite a number of things from there already like jeans, dresses and leggings. i just need to get a hoodie from there! i went there today and its all gone. hope stocks are coming back in by next week. i freaking want a nice colour(orange/blue/green)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ with NAFA class 1B was awesome. ate a lot of food that will make me grow fat like a pig. i think i put on weight again. AGAIN! ): manage to celebrate pat's b'day without any fault. she knew something was fishy, so i drag to the toilet cos i seriously needed to pee! HAHAHA. and that made me went home late and reaching home in the wee hours of the night! i nearly got killed okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie date with wenxi and hwing at vivo. (: we watched new moon. AND I NEARLY DROOLED OVER JACOB! but wenxi spoiled it all. when she just said "ahem". JACOBBBB! wenxi was good at buying chips and she the two of us eat like siao. they made me ate my dinner at 9 plus in the theatre and i could'nt even see what i was eating! i didnt manage to catch my last bus that will take me home within 20 mins! so i had to take another bus and again reaching home in the wee hours of the night. i know i had to stop doing this in case it turn into a bad habit. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was out with leti and grace. (: benita was suppose to  come and in end she said she had training and had to give it a miss. tsk. i tried finding my uniqlo hoodie (as i had said it earlier!) so ended up not buying the other kind cos i find that its not worth. if its really gone, i will just get whatever i see. bought more accessories. cute ones. not those exaggerating/elegant kind cos i have a few already. AEGYO! (: bought dugbokki for snack and yogurt ice-cream with fruitty pebbles! NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and see my results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY RESULTS! (((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sx5vuTdFFOI/AAAAAAAAAuo/TideZ2aa4dQ/s1600-h/results%21+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 88px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sx5vuTdFFOI/AAAAAAAAAuo/TideZ2aa4dQ/s400/results%21+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412886643432821986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I AM A HAPPY GIRL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, i am going to work harder again to get a GPA of between 3.5 to 3.8. i am just a few steps away from my scholarship! JUST KEEP WORKING THEN! (:&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/3398373951912197250-2683009412680038765?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/2683009412680038765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=2683009412680038765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2683009412680038765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2683009412680038765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/12/though-its-holidays-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sx5vuTdFFOI/AAAAAAAAAuo/TideZ2aa4dQ/s72-c/results%21+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-4859998238803153357</id><published>2009-11-28T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T22:03:02.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;JOSHUA IS BACK!!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and the second thing he asked was how's ivan with a whisper at the back of the car. -__-|||&lt;br /&gt;and HE HUGGED MY KITTY THAT MR GANESAN GAVE ME! ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is big draw and i have to go Jacob Ballas Children's Garden by 7.45! hope i can wake up!!!!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i have yet to find a job ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-4859998238803153357?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/4859998238803153357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=4859998238803153357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/4859998238803153357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/4859998238803153357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/11/joshua-is-back-and-second-thing-he.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-7490555373803591644</id><published>2009-11-20T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T20:46:49.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SwaL37njAyI/AAAAAAAAAug/8hGLkp5J8qQ/s1600/desktop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SwaL37njAyI/AAAAAAAAAug/8hGLkp5J8qQ/s400/desktop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406162195717489442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving my new desktop arrangement now. i call it the so called "mac book" feel. (: with the note and the freaking awesome clock works perfectly well. and i made my own icon for DBSK folder. COOOOOL! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOOD NEWS!&lt;br /&gt;MY WORK WILL BE EXHIBITED AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;JUST LIKE MY PHOTOGRAPHY ASSESSMENT! (:&lt;br /&gt;smiles are all over me again! (: hope i can get it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;on the way back, i send a msg to that BIG GUY up there. thanking him after all the troubles and frustrations i went through and not seeking him much. he gave me what i had asked for. i finally knew i where belong. now, i really want my scholarship. hoping my gpa is good enough for that scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have started my holidays. and hols is till jan 2010. which is pretty long. everyone is still studying. i got no one to go out with, no movies, no ecp, no sleepovers. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today went out with mummy to a art exhibition, photography. russel wong photos are awesome! still got a lot more to learn! went down to town to do a little shopping. i bought clothes again. but i paid for the most expensive clothes which is about 25bucks. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;and one last thing,&lt;br /&gt;thank you for wiping of my tears away that friday. though there isnt a tear and i was perfectly alright already, still thank you. you being emo the whole week feels wierd, but during ISP you were great. thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-7490555373803591644?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/7490555373803591644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=7490555373803591644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/7490555373803591644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/7490555373803591644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/11/loving-my-new-desktop-arrangement-now.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SwaL37njAyI/AAAAAAAAAug/8hGLkp5J8qQ/s72-c/desktop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-1198931049584889901</id><published>2009-11-13T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T15:19:08.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS ISP FEVER PAST FEW WEEKS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i spend $48.80 in a week ):&lt;br /&gt;hope i can finish quick and go wife house! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its ending soon, dorky hang in there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-1198931049584889901?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/1198931049584889901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=1198931049584889901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1198931049584889901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1198931049584889901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-isp-fever-past-few-weeks-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-6412376168074688250</id><published>2009-10-28T10:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:27:16.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i couldnt hold it in any longer. finally i broke down i cried. but only for a few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{/edit- 8:30pm}&lt;br /&gt;1. park jaebeom (&lt;s&gt;10%&lt;/s&gt;  5%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;2. dbsk lawsuit (10%)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. dwarfs (10%)&lt;br /&gt;4. ME, MYSELF AND I (&lt;s&gt;70%&lt;/s&gt;  85%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-6412376168074688250?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/6412376168074688250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=6412376168074688250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6412376168074688250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6412376168074688250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-couldnt-hold-it-in-any-longer.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-3877751914885834292</id><published>2009-10-27T23:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T23:29:04.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I FEEL SO ILL-DISCIPLINE!&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SO GUILTY.&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SO... SCARED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dorcas, just this last lap till coming assessment. you have to stay focus!!!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God, i really need you to teach me to be discipline. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-3877751914885834292?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/3877751914885834292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=3877751914885834292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3877751914885834292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3877751914885834292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feel-so-ill-discipline-i-feel-so.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-3242272262156363357</id><published>2009-10-25T16:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T16:28:56.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my days were dreary, due to isp. i hate the fact that is solo project. and now, i am all so lost that i didnt know what to do. its going into the second week of isp already. and i am still slacking. thats because, i didnt know how to start. my process workbook is in a mess. and i hated it alot. getting distracted by computer and stuff. i'm seriously a big stalker overly obsessed. i know its bad too. ): sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so not in a mood to do isp!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'M TIRED, i really want to break down and cry. like seriously!!!&lt;br /&gt;i feel detached from *******. feel so isolated. feel so UGH! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am starting to feel all so scared.&lt;br /&gt;soon, I WILL SHUT MYSELF UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dorky, dont you ever cry! i am telling you first. DONT YOU EVER CRY!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-3242272262156363357?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/3242272262156363357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=3242272262156363357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3242272262156363357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3242272262156363357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-days-were-dreary.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-3295627360287860895</id><published>2009-10-13T09:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T19:07:29.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I AM RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS FOR MY DESIGN ELEMENTS ASSIGNMENT&lt;br /&gt;which is due this fri. (everything dues on friday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dbmUO2dWsrw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dbmUO2dWsrw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XIAHTIC in tokyo dome!&lt;br /&gt;freaking sex to the max! with erotic lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MBbYmqH_cz0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MBbYmqH_cz0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FT Island's new jap song.&lt;br /&gt;freaking  soothing the ear with jaejin's voice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/arbj1bipOVg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/arbj1bipOVg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colours- Melody and Harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eng translations for Melody and Harmony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If right now, someone, somewhere, is in pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Spending the night alone and unable to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Until light shines on that person's heart, we'll entwine these prayers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Like a melody and harmony in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trying to make a difference, all we can do here is something small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But if for just one second, we could stop the world's tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And change them into smiles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We'll keep loving, we'll keep walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Believing these overflowing feelings will reach someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We met before we were born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And searched for our dreams... I get that feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;          -RAP-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know you're just like them other ten,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A faded fight between you and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd rather hope than make you sad and cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What I just wanna say is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep the faith but fate never is moving us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It can't take us, it doesn't make different cases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So turn the light out, interact with a piece of dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sound brighter, we all want the same sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep the tears, I told you how I'm your freedom, like a bird going through the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What are we, just a Christmas tree in the night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      -END RAP-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wrapped up in the twinkling sound,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was able to forget all the sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Melody and harmony have always been with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They gave me courage and hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you, thank you for everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This shining feeling is a gift from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's taught me that we can support each other, gaze into each others eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And that I'm not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We'll put this love we share in the melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We want to convey it, always and forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My music is my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For you, for your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because we have such a strong bond,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My life is wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forever, forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From right here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We'll keep loving, we'll keep walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Believing these overflowing feelings will reach someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you, thank you for everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This shining feeling is a gift from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We'll put this love we share in the melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We want to convey it, always and forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La la la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La la la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Always and forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though this song was written about about the 5 of them, it felt quite right for the 7 dwarfs too.&lt;br /&gt;so i "dedicate" this song to them. but knowing no one will read/watch/whatever,&lt;br /&gt;i will just leave it there.&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/3398373951912197250-3295627360287860895?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/3295627360287860895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=3295627360287860895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3295627360287860895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3295627360287860895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-running-out-of-ideas-for-my-design.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-5713134524152781589</id><published>2009-09-24T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:41:47.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SruSva9uRpI/AAAAAAAAAuY/NDEqmM5FiFk/s1600-h/85149356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SruSva9uRpI/AAAAAAAAAuY/NDEqmM5FiFk/s400/85149356.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385059122841274002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOR THE WHOLE SET OF CIAO COPIC MARKERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-5713134524152781589?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/5713134524152781589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=5713134524152781589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5713134524152781589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5713134524152781589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SruSva9uRpI/AAAAAAAAAuY/NDEqmM5FiFk/s72-c/85149356.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-2414422512844207506</id><published>2009-09-23T23:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:52:33.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SrpBkQFlHpI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/d2xo2OXq_Ik/s1600-h/88468938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SrpBkQFlHpI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/d2xo2OXq_Ik/s400/88468938.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384688395524316818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i thought i was lost when you left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but things started to pick up as soon as i found new love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm sure one day i will find back what i lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The scattered past times,&lt;br /&gt;And our timid smiles we shared are  becoming one by the purple ocean,&lt;br /&gt;Although we haven’t been lovers for  long,&lt;br /&gt;The footsteps we imprinted one by one while looking at the same  direction are with me,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing better than that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The days I could not  think preciously of another person other than me,&lt;br /&gt;Because of the loneliness  which became natural for me,&lt;br /&gt;The incandascent sun which bothered the  mornings,&lt;br /&gt;The bright moon which lightened the road at night,&lt;br /&gt;The small and  innocent memories make me sulk and restless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’ve figured it out now that  you’re my only love,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll become the warm wind and embrace you,&lt;br /&gt;So you  can’t remember the tears you cried without my knowing,&lt;br /&gt;At times I’m afraid  that you’ll disappear like an illusion,&lt;br /&gt;No matter if it rains, or it becomes  as pitch dark,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll wait by your side, nothing better than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The  converastion we shared over the phone,&lt;br /&gt;The times you complained after falling  down,&lt;br /&gt;Your expressions and body language make me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The scattered  past times,&lt;br /&gt;And our timid smiles we shared are becoming one by the purple  ocean,&lt;br /&gt;Although we haven’t been lovers for long,&lt;br /&gt;The footsteps we  imprinted one by one while looking at the same direction are with me,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing  better than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The world in which flowers blossom and fade in a  day,&lt;br /&gt;My feelings for you, despite the millions of love which engrave itself  and erase,&lt;br /&gt;Although the uncountable times pass slowly,&lt;br /&gt;The love I promised  you on that day will always remain forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’ve figured it out now that  you’re my only love,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll become the warm wind and embrace you,&lt;br /&gt;So you  can’t remember the tears you cried without my knowing,&lt;br /&gt;At times I’m afraid  that you’ll disappear like an illusion,&lt;br /&gt;No matter if it rains, or it becomes  as pitch dark,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll wait by your side, nothing better than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By  your side,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll become a tree,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll give you a place to rest,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be  your guiding light,&lt;br /&gt;And wait for you,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing better than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;그대 곁에서 기다릴께&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/3398373951912197250-2414422512844207506?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/2414422512844207506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=2414422512844207506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2414422512844207506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2414422512844207506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-thought-i-was-lost-when-you-left.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SrpBkQFlHpI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/d2xo2OXq_Ik/s72-c/88468938.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-5303922761710021998</id><published>2009-09-18T23:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T00:04:52.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my week of school ended with a very very big smile on my face. thanks to my photography lecturer. though i hated him for giving us so much work to do, making me getting a slight sunburn with awful tan, this time round he put a smile on my face that i could hardly wiped it off even on the way back home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HE GAVE ME 28/30 FOR PHOTOGRAPHY ASSIGNMENT!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(though i cheated a bit by taking past photos, he still except it)&lt;br /&gt;highest in class! FREAKING HAPPY!!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not only photography, my 3D lecturer had praised me last week for my good work. and this week he praised me for good research. its like a encouragement to me to strife harder. NAFA lecturers seems the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow in NAFA, i feel more confident, i feel much happier. its seems like i have found back my lost soul. everything in school is all so refreshing. classmates that me smile like an idiots. awesome bunch of people. though there is one particular person, who is irritating. the rest seems great to hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i still kinda love hanging out with dwarfs. i miss was hanging out with nette. our madnessday was really madness. but somehow, due to our busy schedule, we hardly met. she was one that i can feel comfortable with. just the two of us. sigh. but she seems to be more busy with school stuff nowadays. and whats more she is closer to yulian. so i shall not bother their relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belly is now overseas, so we cant meet at all. she has always been meeting me. somehow, both of us got closer. she is one that is really fun to hang out with. she always makes you feel comfortable inside. BELLY COME BACK SOON! (: movie together! shopping together. lunch dinner together. i need a break from school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HWING AND YULIAN AND WIFE AND SOAP(though she is closer to nette)&lt;br /&gt;I MISS HANING WITH EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so need to date hwing. she said she wants to go out. so i will date her then! (: i seriously need a break from school. its crazy at school. but i am happy. as long i am happy, everything will be just fine! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我们可以回到原点，那太好了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sEuo3I-q2L0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sEuo3I-q2L0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEADJA, PLEASE COME BACK SOON&lt;br /&gt;MISS YOUR SMILE AND LAUGHTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SBDmLeSkD1E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SBDmLeSkD1E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMEnt new girl group, F(X)&lt;br /&gt;hope they dont suffer like DBSK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;junsu now doesnt have any activities! I FREAKING MISS HIM LIKE SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;yunho and changmin busing with dramas. jaejoong and yoochun with COLOURS album!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I FREAKING WANT AADBSK, SAIPAN! i dont care! ):&lt;br /&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/3398373951912197250-5303922761710021998?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/5303922761710021998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=5303922761710021998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5303922761710021998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5303922761710021998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-week-of-school-ended-with-very-very.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-1551541865066340206</id><published>2009-09-13T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:24:36.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;我无法接受你已经离开了。&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-1551541865066340206?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/1551541865066340206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=1551541865066340206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1551541865066340206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1551541865066340206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-1131907644269647691</id><published>2009-09-11T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:41:11.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its heartbreaking. way too heartbreaking! ROAR. &lt;br /&gt;everyone seems to be leaving(for the time being)&lt;br /&gt;BELLY IS GOING AWAY THIS SUNDAY. no more meet ups till she comes back! man, its going to be so dang boring. &lt;br /&gt;i barely meet the other dwarfs. they are dang busy. and belly is the only one that i could hang out with. &lt;br /&gt;I REPEAT THE ONLY ONE. i have been meeting her when she and i are free. i take some time off my work to meet her. (: &lt;br /&gt;cos i really need a break from school. and belly always come smiling at me. it makes my day! (: and we always spend money together. &lt;br /&gt;eat, scream, shout, shop together. always. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELLY COME BACK SOON AFTER YOU LEAVE!!! so we can go movie and hang out together!!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAEBEOM! when will get your ass back to korea? 2PM needs you! HOTTEST needs you too! ): &lt;br /&gt;just face it. its been 4 years since you wrote that. everyone understand how you you felt that time.&lt;br /&gt;we all know that its been difficult. now you said how you love it there. everything changed. you even changed. &lt;br /&gt;everyone is waiting for you to come back. look now, 2PM has to go through DREAM CONCERT without you.&lt;br /&gt;and even DBSK is out of the poster! (so they aint going to attend hur?) we are all going to be sad fans.&lt;br /&gt;Ok Taekyon wont be able to see DBSK too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HWAITING HWAITING. HE will make you return, if you believe HIM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-1131907644269647691?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/1131907644269647691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=1131907644269647691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1131907644269647691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1131907644269647691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-heartbreaking.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-22503625235475355</id><published>2009-09-10T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T19:34:57.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>parents left for Bintan yesterday. soon then i took on the role of taking care of the whole household. i thought brother would be the one doing it but it was me. heading back home on time just to get food for grandma due to some difficulties. then borhter was out and out and out without helping me. i heat up food for him and then he didnt eat. since he woke up so early why cant he heat it up himself?! STUPID. and now i heat up dinner for him, he is sleeping like a pig. still, i hop, i wish, i pray, grandma could get better and walk. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched movie with hwing and belly at cine. The Time Traveller's Wife. freaking good and cinema was fully packed. you guys should go watch. more nice movies are coming out. belly and i made an agreement to watch together. whichever movie we want to watch. haha. and i cant wait for her to come back, so we can meet up!!! before her school start and when my school ends. (: yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things are happening and its like beyond control already!!! &lt;br /&gt;1. DBSK vs SMEnt, WITH RUMOURS OF DISBANDING!!&lt;br /&gt;2. Jaeboem is back at Seattle. no one knows whether he is coming back! &lt;br /&gt;   i freaking want him to come back and be with JYP family and 2PM!!! and i trust he will come back :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DBSK HWAITING. LEADJA/PINK ELDER HWAITING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-22503625235475355?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/22503625235475355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=22503625235475355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/22503625235475355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/22503625235475355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/09/parents-left-for-bintan-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-917630290377930398</id><published>2009-09-03T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T23:44:29.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know, i can tell, they are happy. somehow i wish mine could last. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said to Mr M that i hated people smoking. cos i hate the smell of it. and he admitted he was addicted. i ask, "Can you stop smoking, please? its really smelly. last time i was talking to a friend while he smokes, its rather irritating." he said he will stop when he wants to. after whatever i said, it really got me thinking hard about stuff that i shouldnt be thinking about. my head just tells me, "Hey, its over. since you hated it so much. why still think about him?" and prolly my head just tells me that i miss him thats why i think of him. i wouldnt know what my heart will say. prolly "i dont love him anymore." i really dont know. i wish one day i will know my answer and his answers to my questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his promises were nothing. though i feel that he is at the bottom of my heart, he became my past story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i dropped a tear for him, still hoping it will be the last tear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a promise that was suppose to last forever, ended up living for just 4 years.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"forever" is just too much to handle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i will stick to junsu. he and his aegyo-ness makes me smile. and i will never feel lonely again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-917630290377930398?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/917630290377930398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=917630290377930398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/917630290377930398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/917630290377930398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-know-i-can-tell-they-are-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-4278271837077092668</id><published>2009-08-22T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T21:56:20.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d10/dorcas_/?action=view&amp;amp;current=page1copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d10/dorcas_/page1copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has been great as usual. just that Mondays are just way too long. 2hours for 3 lessons without any break could be a killer. but teachers were kind enough to give us about 15 to 20 mins break in between the 2 hours lesson. projects and more projects for electives.&lt;br /&gt;tuesdays are rather relaxing 3 hours of non-stop drawing and it carries a lot of credits! so i really have to work hard on that.&lt;br /&gt;wednesdays are like squeezing up my brain juices cos there is creative process. and for 3D studies making scultures/models are the best. getting my hands on on making my own future building. and last wed he said my sketch was good and he said it so loud, it embarassing okay! and i can start on my mock. (:&lt;br /&gt;thursdays are rest day for me to complete other hmwk. good good.&lt;br /&gt;fridays are killer. i kinda dont like both the teacher. one attitude problem, the other one is expectations are way higher than we could expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday spotted feng yuan at campus 3 after i gotten my photos from mini lab. didnt expect him to be in nafa doing theatre. we exchanged numbers so we can have lunch together. i was like i dont even need to eat lunch! hahahah. okay,nvm&lt;br /&gt;and some funny things that i found out on friday was that melvin was chuan hao's primary school friend. now we are classmates! and ben was in nyp and doing the same course as me (MIT). i was like so qiao one ah! hahahhha. we both withdraw. and marcus was complaining so much that he wanted to enter that course. hahahah. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad and mum had a bad fight that mum walked out of the house just for one tiny thing. dad thought she will go westmall. all i could do was run out of the house too and get mum to get back home. i nearly wanted to run straight to westmall. but i thought of bus stop first! if not i will die when i reach westmall. mum's eyes was teary when i found her. i just could do anything but just get her back home.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i find that both of them are in a wrong. dad get overboard over something small. mum just walks out because she is fuming like hot water. COME ON, its just a tiny thing. why must dad get so worked up. cant find it, just leave it! sometimes mum walks out because she cant stand dad fussing out tiny things. i cant stand it too. but the most i will just leave him alone to fume inside. i just hope everything would be fine by tmr. now its all so quiet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad's leaving for japan, kobe tmr. i hope i could go too. head to tokyo, stand outside a-nation concert entrance. and scream for DBSK. cos of school, i cant go anywhere. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad, mum please get over it and be fine tmr before dad leaves. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-4278271837077092668?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/4278271837077092668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=4278271837077092668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/4278271837077092668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/4278271837077092668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-has-been-great-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-8910349364485600593</id><published>2009-08-17T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:03:00.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DORCAS LOVES SCHOOL AND SHE IS VERY HAPPY AT SCHOOL! (:&lt;br /&gt;now i could dress really really nice to school. more clothes to buy.&lt;br /&gt;AND I CANT WAIT FOR MY SUMMER HAT TO COME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I MISS THE DWARFS BADLY! ):&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/3398373951912197250-8910349364485600593?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/8910349364485600593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=8910349364485600593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/8910349364485600593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/8910349364485600593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/08/dorcas-loves-school-and-she-is-very.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-2830605969506016898</id><published>2009-08-05T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:45:57.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 weeks of school have been "HAHAHA" means fun. (: now its already 3rd week! WOOHOO. more work, projects and DRAWING! its obviously going to squeeze up all my juices. then i will be brain dead. get ready for funeral for me. HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASSMATES ARE REALLY A BUNCH OF FUNNY PPL. (i admit they are so much better then nyp ppl) and i am happy at school. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;there's &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Kristopher who never fails to tease me&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Melvin who just said that his niece look like me -___-|||&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Marcus who thought my name was spelled "D-o-u-c-a-s"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Bryant who draws pretty well just like Kris&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Ben who looks like some rockstar/ah beng/blur kid&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Josh who never does his work properly&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Kamil who always wear blue cap AND HE'S YOUNGER THAN ME!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;another malay guy with big specs whom i forget his name&lt;br /&gt;&gt;nicole who is the class rep&lt;br /&gt;&gt;rebecca who is the assistant class rep&lt;br /&gt;&gt;3 china girls who are really nice&lt;br /&gt;&gt;2 indonesians who are also really nice&lt;br /&gt;&gt;1 indian who is from india (i really cant figure out what is saying la! MY BAD!)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;michelle who draws everything well &lt;br /&gt;&gt;sher min who is my sitting partner! &lt;br /&gt;&gt;theresha,patricia and tiffany who are KPOP fans (: &lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats all in my class. (: funny people to do work with. and the class never fails to have screaming/shouting and ultra loud music playing in the room. &lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL WILL GET MORE FUN EACH DAY. just that every week presentation is really not my cup of tea. BLEAH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I NEED TO SLEEP SOON. bye ppl. blogger isnt working well on my com either. SHITTY THING! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-2830605969506016898?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/2830605969506016898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=2830605969506016898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2830605969506016898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2830605969506016898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-weeks-of-school-have-been-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-4819278540661005013</id><published>2009-07-25T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T21:24:41.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d10/dorcas_/bbfpagecopy.jpg" border="0" &gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-4819278540661005013?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/4819278540661005013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=4819278540661005013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/4819278540661005013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/4819278540661005013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-5987409997315623605</id><published>2009-07-17T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:53:48.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SmBrUNF-8vI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Z1NwdLV9KNg/s1600-h/time+table2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SmBrUNF-8vI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Z1NwdLV9KNg/s400/time+table2+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359401551427203826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and thats my time table! (:&lt;br /&gt;{click to enlarge}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;met belly today to get back my cap. we exchanged caps during picnic. it seems like she really like my cap. hahahaha. i like hers too. its nice! (: we walked round westmall. and laughed like crazy kids till someone looked at us, thinking that we were laughing at them. its dang crowded in westmall due to food fair. hahahha. we had little fun, which was nice. we manage to spend little time together. though we aint that close last time, we seem quite close now. hahahah. prolly due &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to online shopping. she became my online shopping buddy!! hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ITS NICE BEING WITH YOU. SEE YOU AGAIN!!! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures will be uploaded soon as i edit them. (: LAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-5987409997315623605?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/5987409997315623605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=5987409997315623605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5987409997315623605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5987409997315623605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-thats-my-time-table-click-to.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SmBrUNF-8vI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Z1NwdLV9KNg/s72-c/time+table2+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-9147160772308637185</id><published>2009-07-13T14:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T15:01:06.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SlrbbB5V4xI/AAAAAAAAAuA/aD7_xbggAk0/s1600-h/WESC-UA21_V4+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SlrbbB5V4xI/AAAAAAAAAuA/aD7_xbggAk0/s400/WESC-UA21_V4+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357835964122522386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I FREAKING WANT THEM!!! (:&lt;br /&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/3398373951912197250-9147160772308637185?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/9147160772308637185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=9147160772308637185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/9147160772308637185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/9147160772308637185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-freaking-want-them.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SlrbbB5V4xI/AAAAAAAAAuA/aD7_xbggAk0/s72-c/WESC-UA21_V4+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-3060712617281444070</id><published>2009-07-08T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:53:23.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SlStyVPQLCI/AAAAAAAAAt4/oPhJfjfo37Y/s1600-h/flowers+for+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SlStyVPQLCI/AAAAAAAAAt4/oPhJfjfo37Y/s400/flowers+for+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356096937056545826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it happen last week. i couldnt pen it down cos blogger failed on me. it didnt allow me upload any photos, which kind of bothering. so i decided not to blog for the time being. I JUST NEED TO MAKE MY BLOG MORE COLOURFUL WITH PICTURES.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last wednesday, i was asked to follow auntie kit yee to NUH to look after kai kai while she goes for her check up. i told mummy i was so scared that he will run away. cos i never look after a kid who is like that. since mum says that he has learn to control himself, i was kinda relieved. in the car while on the way to NUH, kai kai was really really quiet. he didnt even make a noise. i was thinking we both would be perfectly fine together. kai kai was really really cute. hahaha. when we were having out temperature taken, he just grab my hands and lean his back on me. i started to smile and tickled him. (: then while walking to wherever we needed to go, he was freaking sweet i tell you. he grabbed my hand again. and i didnt know he will do that. cos i thought he would only hold someone's hand that he knows. his hand was so small, so cute. we held hands all the way to the clinic. (: but when his mummy when to have her check up, he was a little naughty. so he got scolded when auntie kit yee was done with her check up. the way he said "sorry, mum." makes me want to hug him so tightly! while aunty kit yee was paying for her x-ray and stuff, kai kai was being a lkolar bear, and cling on to me, so i got no choice but to carry him. he being such a sweet kid, hugged me so tightly that i could hardly breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God made you special and i am telling you, i love you to bits!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;hope you will have fun at school.  i love carrying you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU, AUNTIE KIT YEE FOR BLUEBERRY WAFFLE! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-3060712617281444070?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/3060712617281444070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=3060712617281444070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3060712617281444070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3060712617281444070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-happen-last-week.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SlStyVPQLCI/AAAAAAAAAt4/oPhJfjfo37Y/s72-c/flowers+for+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-8008035463534284089</id><published>2009-06-30T23:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:07:34.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d10/dorcas_/?action=view&amp;amp;current=memories023copy-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d10/dorcas_/memories023copy-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope someday you will tell me all the ten thousand reasons&lt;br /&gt;you kept for so long to why all these had to happen in 2008.&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/3398373951912197250-8008035463534284089?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/8008035463534284089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=8008035463534284089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/8008035463534284089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/8008035463534284089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-3045802311765177270</id><published>2009-06-26T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:32:18.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SkTprd6vwAI/AAAAAAAAAsY/zMkYF-NtUss/s1600-h/page1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SkTprd6vwAI/AAAAAAAAAsY/zMkYF-NtUss/s400/page1+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351659190197665794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-3045802311765177270?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/3045802311765177270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=3045802311765177270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3045802311765177270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3045802311765177270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SkTprd6vwAI/AAAAAAAAAsY/zMkYF-NtUss/s72-c/page1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-1717340331487955137</id><published>2009-06-23T22:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:27:09.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B-z4cgEESBg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B-z4cgEESBg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stand By U PV - DBSK! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Im3yE7f4vYE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Im3yE7f4vYE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Hate You" Practice. 2pm dang cute!&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/3398373951912197250-1717340331487955137?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/1717340331487955137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=1717340331487955137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1717340331487955137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1717340331487955137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/06/2pm-is-dang-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-6299329961632826460</id><published>2009-06-22T21:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:07:34.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;prolly just let the picture talk! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sj-K4HcTH6I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/pwGVPupEYv0/s1600-h/page+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sj-K4HcTH6I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/pwGVPupEYv0/s400/page+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350147579014487970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sj-KguxofLI/AAAAAAAAAsA/hk-aMw7Bi8M/s1600-h/page2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sj-KguxofLI/AAAAAAAAAsA/hk-aMw7Bi8M/s400/page2+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350147177256090802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;didnt get to see second day's sun set, that because i was crazily playing mexican train!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sj-KglDQL7I/AAAAAAAAAsI/2DbYZ5mCNZI/s1600-h/page1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sj-KglDQL7I/AAAAAAAAAsI/2DbYZ5mCNZI/s400/page1+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350147174645641138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sj-KgdR5H7I/AAAAAAAAAr4/5_5AkJEy0wg/s1600-h/page3+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sj-KgdR5H7I/AAAAAAAAAr4/5_5AkJEy0wg/s400/page3+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350147172559560626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sj-KgL2MmzI/AAAAAAAAArw/TeNx0aLtt8E/s1600-h/page4+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sj-KgL2MmzI/AAAAAAAAArw/TeNx0aLtt8E/s400/page4+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350147167879994162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sj-KgDiYtzI/AAAAAAAAAro/mcEr1k1r15s/s1600-h/page5+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sj-KgDiYtzI/AAAAAAAAAro/mcEr1k1r15s/s400/page5+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350147165649418034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0qZdvwdgQqI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/0qZdvwdgQqI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;THEY LOOK GREAT WITH A GREAT SONG! (STAND BY YOU, written by KIM (XIAH) JUNSU)&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/3398373951912197250-6299329961632826460?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/6299329961632826460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=6299329961632826460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6299329961632826460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6299329961632826460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/06/prolly-just-let-picture-talk-didnt-get.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sj-K4HcTH6I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/pwGVPupEYv0/s72-c/page+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-1277837066437877833</id><published>2009-06-22T16:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:26:31.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sj9Eyn1xq7I/AAAAAAAAAq4/OgM0DaHtXw0/s400/page+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350070518818122674" border="0" /&gt;NICHKHUN obviously look good here! {scream,shout,clap my hands!} freaking love the way he smile and wink. he is just way too dorky in STARKING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in Mnet Scandal, he's dang sweet. like SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;1. in Lotte World, he was feeling all so bad that he cant do anything for his "girlfriend". at the end, he announce to the fans around him that the girl beside him is his "gf"&lt;br /&gt;2. in some Gag show, he showed audience his "gf"&lt;br /&gt;3. meeting with her friends, one of them asked if she could hold his hand. nichkhun said to her :"if only you allow to hold, i will."&lt;br /&gt;EYES POPPED OUT! O.O isnt he sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he felt really awkward when her friends were talking about her ex. one of them was a celeb. and her friends said that he was one of the BBF, F4. i was like, "dang, she is dang lucky la." nichkhun seems like he wanted to know more, but he said:"if she is willing to tell me, i am glad to hear it all" somehting like that. he is super understanding. he played the piano for her on the last day. SWEET! they went their seperate ways. she and nichkhun was dang sad! she send her personal no. to him cos she really wanted to date him. but nichkhun didnt. he said:"I am an idol, i cant have a girlfriend now. whatsmore, 2pm doesnt have any girlfriend and we are still knew." before he left her, he told her that she will find someone better then him. (: it ended! 7 days date. i think he teared too. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am waiting for Hongki Mnet Scandal to be subbed! ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{/edit}&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could go see FT Island this week. they are only here from 25th to 27th! like UGH! I WANT TO SEE HONGKI. then i can wait till i get a chance to see DBSK! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-1277837066437877833?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/1277837066437877833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=1277837066437877833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1277837066437877833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1277837066437877833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/06/nichkhun-obviously-look-good-here.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sj9Eyn1xq7I/AAAAAAAAAq4/OgM0DaHtXw0/s72-c/page+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-6474903466309687332</id><published>2009-06-10T13:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T13:45:37.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thinking that my bday isnt going to be that good again. but somehow i was wrong, daddy brought all of us to Uncle Gary's restaurant to have our favourite japanese cuisine. every year on brother's and my bday, we never fail to go to his restaurant. had tons of food! was good as usual. (: msg werent that many. i didnt expect alot anyway. but thank you so much so all those msg. they mean alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Si9ELPEww9I/AAAAAAAAAqo/BUOBp9MnJOM/s1600-h/DSC01813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Si9ELPEww9I/AAAAAAAAAqo/BUOBp9MnJOM/s400/DSC01813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345566242527822802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dwars were a day late. and they kinda failed the surprise thingy. cos i kinda knew everything already. but belly covered everything up. it was 4A class gathering. i was like "eh eh eh, how come you down here?!" with her appearence, i was really really surprise. though, not all the dwarfs are there, still thank you thank you thank you!!! i thought i was going to be sad about bday again! but they made me smile alot alot! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and class gathering failed. so 5 girls went over to nette's house and had our 5 girls reunion. we ordered pizza. ate alot, watch teevee alot, scream &amp;amp; shout alot too. we were like tearing the whole building down, cam-ing alo talot too. it was really really fun! sheena left early! and the rest of us were like " GOO JUN PYO GOO JUNPYO, JIHOON SUNBAE JIHOON SUNBAE" here and there. lol. it was really crazy! hwing was really nice to walk to me to jumbo bus-stop and wait for the bus with me. (: and i left the balloon at nette's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU GUYS PLEASE TELL ME WHAT PART 3 IS?! ): HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Joe wished me happy bday during service. thank you! (: he added me on facebook so he will know my bday every year. lol. family day was after service. no comments on family, utterly boring. seriously. FULL STOP, END HERE. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spend my days watching BBF (Boys Before Flowers) and i finish the whole show already! man, i dont want it to end! ): hahahha. GOO JUNPYO, JIHOON SUNBAE. {faints} prolly go buy the DVD!  sponsors anyone? (x mum has been complaining that i have been watching too much. hahah. she doesnt like the show. F4 looks awesome! (: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is doctor date. i hope i can get it fixed before school starts for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-6474903466309687332?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/6474903466309687332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=6474903466309687332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6474903466309687332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6474903466309687332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/06/thinking-that-my-bday-isnt-going-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Si9ELPEww9I/AAAAAAAAAqo/BUOBp9MnJOM/s72-c/DSC01813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-5375322617936601504</id><published>2009-06-05T15:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T15:18:27.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>somehow, i hate the fact that there is alot of people going. and there goes again, i would be alone again. anyway, it seems like it has been that way all the while. prolly i should get use to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its going to be another quiet day. just like how it happen one year ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-5375322617936601504?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/5375322617936601504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=5375322617936601504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5375322617936601504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5375322617936601504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/06/somehow-i-hate-fact-that-there-is-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-9066399061960667743</id><published>2009-06-04T14:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T14:22:43.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Are You Good Girl &amp;amp; Rising Sun was freaking awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/38aUKofvFlI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/38aUKofvFlI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live in Seoul&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-9066399061960667743?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/9066399061960667743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=9066399061960667743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/9066399061960667743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/9066399061960667743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/06/are-you-good-girl-rising-sun-was.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-1358524218228268347</id><published>2009-06-03T20:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:24:57.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>will some one be nice and help me print all these out?? (:&lt;br /&gt;though its yoochun envelops, i dont really care. as long as its part of dbsk, anything would be great! (: really really nice. I LIKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3335/3591243493_f6c4177aae_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SiZoPWew4rI/AAAAAAAAAqA/WEnr-7-ktYs/s400/chun%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343072620863611570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2465/3591240007_c971e9d8e8_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SiZoPuYV15I/AAAAAAAAAqI/NHnB4n6xv4o/s400/chun%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343072627279124370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3661/3591237979_d4262ac6bc_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SiZoP1QTHrI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/7nuaYrGhL6E/s400/chun%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343072629124439730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and and and yoochun's birthday is tmr!!! how nice! today is brother's, tmr is his and friday is mine. he seats perfectly in the middle. nice nice! (: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SiZpn5Hc7oI/AAAAAAAAAqY/rkdCDfn3v_0/s1600-h/yoochunsiggy2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SiZpn5Hc7oI/AAAAAAAAAqY/rkdCDfn3v_0/s400/yoochunsiggy2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343074141989564034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;forgot about last saturday. (: went out with hwing to watch NATM2. was awesome. laughed till i had take it anymore. it was good. really good. i saw many people wearing DBSK selfmade clothes. ugh, i wish i had bought one too. sigh. i want "The Secret Code" 4th Live Tour shirt. i freaking love it. (: Dance,Subaru movie tickets were all sold! that was amazing. hahaha. prolly because SKITH booked the whole theatre just for CASSIES to watch. and what i hear was, DBSK only appeared for about 10 to 20 minutes. i hope if i watch it, i get to see XIAH JUNSU. i bet i will scream la. hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SiZr8myprAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/TJ8ICPYmIPw/s1600-h/junposaru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SiZr8myprAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/TJ8ICPYmIPw/s400/junposaru.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343076696870988802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"The Secret Code" 4th Live Tour shirt. JUNSU is wearing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;then monday was park and library with mummy. (: i manage to borrow VCDs from the library. 'cos i upgrade my library card for one year. and i can borrow VCDs when i want to for one year. we borrowed one educational, 2 shows and one travel and of course books. take the time to read now when i am so free. hahahah.  came home and watch "The Secret Code" concert in Nanjing. it was good, i tell you. man, i wanna see them live! hahahaahah. i will go one to the concert in Seoul. i heard they are going to M'sia! sian, cant go. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then tues was home all day. watched "My Neighbour Totoro" Totoro is dang cute! hahahah. tried reading book, but computer is such a distraction! tsk tsk. daddy brought us to eat swensens at night. daddy was really really nice. he drove all the way to changi just to eat ice-cream. i love my daddy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was out with mum. hahahah. didnt buy much stuff la. just walk round raffles city and home sweet home. went to meet belly in the evening to pass her money for our bags. hahahah. we bought bags. then we went to westmall to walk. and i ask her if i could go see my xiah and she goes" AGAIN?!" hahaha, yeah. and i ended up buying a file. hahahah. XIAH. went to mos burger to acompany her eat. lol. and we saw clothes which look like those online. we both was like, next time next time. belly say if i come must call her. she is dang cute. hahahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go and watch my videos and anime and Seoul concert.&lt;br /&gt;if have nice videos, i will share. but i bet no one will watch it! HAHAHAHAH.&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/3398373951912197250-1358524218228268347?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/1358524218228268347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=1358524218228268347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1358524218228268347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1358524218228268347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/06/will-some-one-be-nice-and-help-me-print.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SiZoPWew4rI/AAAAAAAAAqA/WEnr-7-ktYs/s72-c/chun%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-5616047058977687885</id><published>2009-06-03T09:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T11:07:16.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jSWzH4MMWNM&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/jSWzH4MMWNM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SiXVAUo591I/AAAAAAAAApw/ZMtcL8YBUNs/s1600-h/stand-by-u-junsu.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 378px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SiXVAUo591I/AAAAAAAAApw/ZMtcL8YBUNs/s400/stand-by-u-junsu.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342910734461957970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SiXoEw10-wI/AAAAAAAAAp4/DL_V9qteFSU/s1600-h/randomity%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SiXoEw10-wI/AAAAAAAAAp4/DL_V9qteFSU/s400/randomity%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342931701472754434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I GOT XIAH JUNSU AS MY SOULMATE IN DBSK!!! YAYNESS! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-5616047058977687885?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/5616047058977687885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=5616047058977687885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5616047058977687885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5616047058977687885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SiXVAUo591I/AAAAAAAAApw/ZMtcL8YBUNs/s72-c/stand-by-u-junsu.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-1719176025474112376</id><published>2009-06-02T15:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T16:57:25.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"TEA DOESNT MAKE YOU FAT" says mum &amp;amp; grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i am drinking a lot a lot a lot of tea now. i hate being fat. everything i eat makes me fat. and i dont like it. so now maybe i can eat whatver i want and drink lots of tea. will it be good? hahahahaha. we shall see about it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking need money. no job, need job for one month and thats it. feel like selling stuff. but i dont want to. prolly red crumpler. but sigh, its something i want and someone special gave it to me. i havent been using it since everything's gone. somehow it means alot, but also brings back painful memories. even if i sell it away, maybe he wouldnt give a damn about it. i should give it some thought. he stopped using the wallet i gave, prolly thrown away. i dont know. sigh ): i will think about it still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-1719176025474112376?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/1719176025474112376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=1719176025474112376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1719176025474112376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1719176025474112376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/06/tea-doesnt-make-you-fat-says-mum.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-1931266820037333383</id><published>2009-05-28T22:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:28:16.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Shining star, like a diamond. makes me love......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to invest in BLACKBIRD,FLY &amp;amp; DEMEKIN. its freaking awesome!&lt;br /&gt;link: &lt;a href="http://footprintgrins.livejournal.com/" target="_blank"&gt;FOOTPRINTGRINS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh6dWaa_xNI/AAAAAAAAApg/WVjbDPGpKL4/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh6dWaa_xNI/AAAAAAAAApg/WVjbDPGpKL4/s400/page1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340879216483222738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but i have yet to get my vintage look alike polaroid camera. i have always wanted it. just cant find one that look vintage. prolly those that are sold in photo development shop. they look rather advanced? i dont know how to say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I JUST WANT A POLAROID!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh6eZqzzDfI/AAAAAAAAApo/SwX_cUGHokY/s1600-h/BAGS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh6eZqzzDfI/AAAAAAAAApo/SwX_cUGHokY/s400/BAGS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340880371933449714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mum and brother said this bags look ugly. i have been looking for this for such a long time!!! korean inspired. i freaking love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM SO GOING KOREAN! (:&lt;br /&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/3398373951912197250-1931266820037333383?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/1931266820037333383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=1931266820037333383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1931266820037333383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1931266820037333383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/05/shining-star-like-diamond.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh6dWaa_xNI/AAAAAAAAApg/WVjbDPGpKL4/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-6397266011164804262</id><published>2009-05-27T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:34:42.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>they obviously look silly in this Japanese program. jaejoong mixed up jap titles and korean titles. or prolly he didnt know the jap one, so he said the korean one. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oR5efkNIatw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/oR5efkNIatw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nY6PmBgqo2g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/nY6PmBgqo2g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been uploading dont know how many amount of videos!!! 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(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-6397266011164804262?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/6397266011164804262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=6397266011164804262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6397266011164804262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6397266011164804262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/05/they-obviously-look-silly-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-1867008200617281486</id><published>2009-05-27T21:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:06:29.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{image heavy post! ENJOY! (:}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh08ivbQllI/AAAAAAAAAoY/OFD8dtrN6fA/s400/page1%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340491300675294802" border="0" /&gt;it started to rain after we had our lunch, setting up rods and getting change into comfortable clothes for fishing. it seems like all of us were wearing wrong attire when it started to rain. the wind was really strong and made us shiver like crazy. it was really cold. i was like wearing t shirt and shorts. then i saw lightning and i didnt manage to capture it! it was really fast. and worse i was really scared of the lightning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh08iknTrUI/AAAAAAAAAog/9YffF6oBusY/s400/page2%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340491297773038914" border="0" /&gt;our private room was really very very cool. i freaking love it. then we have our own private space at the bottom. everyone was concentrating on fishing while i walked round the whole kelong slacking and enjoying sea breeze. there were hardly any fishes la. they just cant be bothered to bite my bait! but i manage to catch to beautiful coral fishes and a baby nike(suckerfish). eventually one by one had to be released, because they cant be eaten. didnt manage to capture it too. hands were way too fishy to get my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh08i39cBhI/AAAAAAAAAoo/eCK3OpsIilQ/s1600-h/page3%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh08i39cBhI/AAAAAAAAAoo/eCK3OpsIilQ/s400/page3%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340491302966134290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dad got lucky enough to catch a stingray. we quickly place it in a blue tank to keep alive and prolly bring it home and cook. i was thinking, since there wont be any fish to bring home the next few days, just bring home this stingray. i was happy when dad took it out to place it in the icebox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh08i_txPPI/AAAAAAAAAow/XvIFyzDxUes/s1600-h/page4%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh08i_txPPI/AAAAAAAAAow/XvIFyzDxUes/s400/page4%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340491305047899378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that dropped out when dad lift it up to bring it to the icebox. i saw it drop out from afar. i felt so disgusted! ): i am so sorry! i screamed and the rest(mum,jireh,peter&amp;amp;isabelle) came over to see what happen. we started eee-ing here and there. no choice, its dead. we cant release it back into the sea. once again, I AM SO SO SO SO SORRY!!!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh097NV3xLI/AAAAAAAAApQ/WB_Sc3SiApk/s1600-h/page%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh097NV3xLI/AAAAAAAAApQ/WB_Sc3SiApk/s400/page%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340492820534248626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mum was amazing, she caught a sea worm, which gave us goose pimples. it ate the bait. and jireh was like trying to get it out when it started to spit the bait out. i was like"the sotong so big, the sea worm also can eat ah?!" its really disgusting! it seems that this kelong has much more interesting stuff than the other kelong that we always go to. cool eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh08jMAdRTI/AAAAAAAAAo4/SfbBIw9vetk/s1600-h/page5%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh08jMAdRTI/AAAAAAAAAo4/SfbBIw9vetk/s400/page5%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340491308347508018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;manage to catch sunset. shots aint that very good though. its freaking hot waiting for sunset. and there isnt anything to do. i cant get my hands dirty to catch fish. if i do, i wont be able to handle my baby. its pretty nice though. i saw a big cloud, in a shape of a spaceship! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh1En-jbZvI/AAAAAAAAApY/gljQ6q_H3nY/s1600-h/page8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh1En-jbZvI/AAAAAAAAApY/gljQ6q_H3nY/s400/page8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340500186728457970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look look. it looked like s spaceship, isnt it? its really nice. before this was form it looked alike a fish in the sky. i never take a photo of it. wasted man! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh08wN-CZ4I/AAAAAAAAApA/Rs0luZ_Fy04/s1600-h/page6%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh08wN-CZ4I/AAAAAAAAApA/Rs0luZ_Fy04/s400/page6%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340491532212529026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;swallow has been flying in and out of the kelong. they fly underneath though. it seems like they have a birdnest underneath. we tried finding itbut i think its right inside. we could also hear little ones chirping. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh08wBfk9DI/AAAAAAAAApI/sj5HkR3TNUE/s1600-h/page7%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh08wBfk9DI/AAAAAAAAApI/sj5HkR3TNUE/s400/page7%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340491528863544370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we saw eagles flying around. cool eh. one flew right above me and gave me a really big scare. i heard the wind went "whoosh" and when i look up, there was the eagle. i thought what was that man! we saw it dive right onto the surface of water and caught a fish!! never get to capture it la. next time when i go back i am so going to take it diving onto surface and catch the fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and amazingly i brought the wrong lens. if i brought the right one, i would be able to zoom all the way in and capture the swallow and eagles really really close! sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost everyday, adults have been playing mahjong. i sat beside and watch them play. and they forced me to keep my mouth shut! hahahha. because Uncle Guan Seng said i saboh him into losing the game. hahahha. so everytime i sat beside him, he will say " YOU, keep quiet ah. dont talk!" hahahahha. big bunch of adults never fail to make me laugh my ass off! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM HAPPY WITH YOU PEOPLE! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-1867008200617281486?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/1867008200617281486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=1867008200617281486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1867008200617281486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1867008200617281486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/05/image-heavy-post-it-started-to-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sh08ivbQllI/AAAAAAAAAoY/OFD8dtrN6fA/s72-c/page1%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-1970391744070596684</id><published>2009-05-27T16:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:01:02.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Shz3LvzxZwI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/nq0ciDTR3QU/s1600-h/9BabyBreath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Shz3LvzxZwI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/nq0ciDTR3QU/s400/9BabyBreath.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340415039338800898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oooooooo, nice skirt. I LIKE I LIKE. (: but sadly, i do not have the money to buy it. UGH! its freaking nice and sweet. so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNSU IS FREAKING CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SDGJRS4Rebw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/SDGJRS4Rebw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-1970391744070596684?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/1970391744070596684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=1970391744070596684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1970391744070596684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1970391744070596684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/05/oooooooo-nice-skirt.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Shz3LvzxZwI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/nq0ciDTR3QU/s72-c/9BabyBreath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-6663576465249529806</id><published>2009-05-25T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:40:44.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man, i forgot to bring tigger overseas. and i felt dang lonely without HIM! ): at least i am back now. i can hug him to sleep now! YAY! photos will be up soon, as soon as i get them loaded on my desktop. i have to find the cable. i mean i NEED to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually envy and jealousy comes together. sigh. 3 days 2 nights together, makes me feel both envious and jealous. parents didnt even say anything about them sleeping together. in my head, i wish i could sleep with my boyfriend too! (: then go overseas together. two of them went overseas alone! ugh, envy envy! ): i want to go overseas with my boyfriend too! roar. sigh, keep dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seoul backpack trip. GONE. POOF. i shall wait then. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'M SO SORRY, BUT I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and he said it was his last, then why cant you do the same? i wish you could stop. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you can be much more better without it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;trust me, thats because i have trusted you all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-6663576465249529806?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/6663576465249529806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=6663576465249529806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6663576465249529806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6663576465249529806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/05/man-i-forgot-to-bring-tigger-overseas.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-1094437169063459569</id><published>2009-05-22T13:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:40:34.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY EYES ARE FIXED ON BLAZERS! i wish to have more blazers. waiting for one to come, which i ordered with belly. she is so called my online shopping buddy now. so now we actually controlling each other to stop spending. (: WE REALLY DO NEED TO STOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/ShY56YazNwI/AAAAAAAAAoI/GPEe6kQspmQ/s1600-h/BLAZER%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/ShY56YazNwI/AAAAAAAAAoI/GPEe6kQspmQ/s400/BLAZER%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338518083444356866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I LIKE THIS BEST AMONG THE REST THOUGH! but all look so pretty! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://trendyzone.livejournal.com/42617.html#cutid1" target="_blank"&gt;Blazer Galore!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a look. i am sure you will fall in love with them. (:&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/3398373951912197250-1094437169063459569?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/1094437169063459569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=1094437169063459569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1094437169063459569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1094437169063459569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-eyes-are-fixed-on-blazers-i-wish-to.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/ShY56YazNwI/AAAAAAAAAoI/GPEe6kQspmQ/s72-c/BLAZER%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-978883706451725283</id><published>2009-05-16T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:33:55.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"YOU, the other part of me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sg7aLLtxWWI/AAAAAAAAAn4/ZDRbNvzzW-g/s1600-h/IMG_0549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sg7aLLtxWWI/AAAAAAAAAn4/ZDRbNvzzW-g/s400/IMG_0549.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336442494138800482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;looking back at photos. be it dwarfs or 3/4A or FMSS, every single piece of picture brings back memories. i wish i never left school. soon it will be one and a half year since we all graduated together. just a month away. time just passes way too quickly. and now what? all of us pursuing our own dreams. prolly year 2 now right guys? see, thats how fast!&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="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PHOTOS SPEAKS A THOUSAND WORDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they mean a lot to me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sg7cGtBlWuI/AAAAAAAAAoA/qPen1vmosCU/s1600-h/%23memories022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sg7cGtBlWuI/AAAAAAAAAoA/qPen1vmosCU/s400/%23memories022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336444616204180194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAIRFIELD, I MISS YOU! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being a part of me&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/3398373951912197250-978883706451725283?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/978883706451725283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=978883706451725283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/978883706451725283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/978883706451725283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-other-part-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sg7aLLtxWWI/AAAAAAAAAn4/ZDRbNvzzW-g/s72-c/IMG_0549.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-4663701480740665024</id><published>2009-05-15T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:33:43.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"One day, I will find you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY GOT MY HANDS ON XIAHTIC!!!!!!!!!!! YAYNESS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I6GZKkunq3Y&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/I6GZKkunq3Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST THE AUDIO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;{/edit}&lt;br /&gt;brother is away at camp. now feeling so bored at home. no one to go korean siao with me! which makes everything even more boring. today is no big difference, same as the other day. didnt read much of my book. fat brother made me go all the way to SP to pass him stuff. what stuff?! HIS TALL GIGANTIC WATER BOTTLE. it made me look like an idiot carry water bottle without water. so i shall call it bottle(bottle = &lt;s&gt;water&lt;/s&gt; + bottle). yes, i carried the bottle all the way to SP just for him. roar. and he only paid me two bucks for helping. you owe me more! ROAR! hahhahahaha. COME BACK SOON! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sg16WMb04MI/AAAAAAAAAnw/xvmre77dWFo/s1600-h/long+trail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sg16WMb04MI/AAAAAAAAAnw/xvmre77dWFo/s400/long+trail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336055655217553602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who would take the long walk with me? will you? still, maybe, i would wait for you. and you promised. are you taking back all those words? maybe i still love you, maybe not. but maybe someday, i would wish you were still right here beside me, all the way till the end of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-4663701480740665024?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/4663701480740665024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=4663701480740665024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/4663701480740665024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/4663701480740665024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-finally-got-my-hands-on-xiahtic.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sg16WMb04MI/AAAAAAAAAnw/xvmre77dWFo/s72-c/long+trail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-7918225888150261345</id><published>2009-05-14T17:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:11:19.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHIT DANG IT! I AM EYEING ON THIS! and i gave up my shorts from Korea. and this hoodie is also from Korea! man should i get it? s'pore is so dang hot, dont even know whether i will wear it out! lol. maybe as a pullover? sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sgvp_MpPlTI/AAAAAAAAAno/niA4Wl0R6T8/s1600-h/england+hoodie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sgvp_MpPlTI/AAAAAAAAAno/niA4Wl0R6T8/s400/england+hoodie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335615455485728050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kQKMQloY6rM&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/kQKMQloY6rM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siwon looks gorgeous with his hair so flat. totally different image from Sorry,Sorry. (: yayness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RKLHWjFi8KQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/RKLHWjFi8KQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SMILING FROM EAR TO EAR! (: the five of them are so cute that they made me smile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-7918225888150261345?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/7918225888150261345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=7918225888150261345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/7918225888150261345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/7918225888150261345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/05/shit-dang-it-i-am-eyeing-on-this-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sgvp_MpPlTI/AAAAAAAAAno/niA4Wl0R6T8/s72-c/england+hoodie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-4778454992810330336</id><published>2009-05-13T22:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:32:22.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sigh, i have been spending my money like i own a printing money machine. somehow i just regret buying stuff, losing money within two days. somehow, i really have to stop. my brother still owes me money. i dont know when he will return me. if he returns me, i would be able to pay my things soon. shorts that i was thinking of buying. still deciding. i have till tmr morning. maybe this have to be the last. i hope i can control. till i get job and pay. i will buy whatever i want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED MONEY! I NEED JOB!!!!!!! ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{/edit}&lt;br /&gt;went out with belly this afternoon. we met quite late due to belly's school stuff. we walked from wheelock to wisma to taka then to heeren. lol. both of us bought stuff from Zara. okay, this is my first time buying things from Zara. its counted quite cheap because is Zara Basics. then at wisma, we walked in to F21. then walked over to taka to buy food. we were so dang hungry. she bought exactly what she ate the previous week we met. walked to heeren, thinking of getting accessories. but in the end i just got a ring and i bought one for belly. she was really happy. hahaah. went to try on caps. lol. whenever we enter heeren, is a must go and try caps for belly. hahaha. she is super cute. love hanging out with her. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-4778454992810330336?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/4778454992810330336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=4778454992810330336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/4778454992810330336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/4778454992810330336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/05/sigh-i-have-been-spending-my-money-like.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-7299751635322063518</id><published>2009-05-12T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:27:25.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my my my, JUNSU looks good in that checkered blazer! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SgmU6N2WvFI/AAAAAAAAAnY/-5Zm7QIrr9s/s1600-h/junsuendorse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 380px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SgmU6N2WvFI/AAAAAAAAAnY/-5Zm7QIrr9s/s400/junsuendorse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334958961468030034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and i love Jaejong's trench coat that he is wearing! nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SgmVKZqLApI/AAAAAAAAAng/7zK7S5hhmQo/s1600-h/jaeendorse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 380px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SgmVKZqLApI/AAAAAAAAAng/7zK7S5hhmQo/s400/jaeendorse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334959239516062354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-7299751635322063518?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/7299751635322063518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=7299751635322063518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/7299751635322063518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/7299751635322063518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-my-my-junsu-looks-good-in-that.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SgmU6N2WvFI/AAAAAAAAAnY/-5Zm7QIrr9s/s72-c/junsuendorse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-5190720885803334436</id><published>2009-05-11T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:45:56.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DBSK played a prank on some ugly looking gag person name, Yutti. go on watch it, its rather funny! (: if anyone reads this, i hope it made you smiled/laugh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zzT_8ZfNe9M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/zzT_8ZfNe9M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gls9ZYOSJLE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/Gls9ZYOSJLE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the five of them were so so so dang cute! hahahahah! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-5190720885803334436?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/5190720885803334436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=5190720885803334436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5190720885803334436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5190720885803334436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/05/dbsk-played-prank-on-some-ugly-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-815034259957755951</id><published>2009-05-07T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T22:44:34.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SMJunsu;"&gt; THANKS TO THE GOVERNMENT, I AM OUT OF JOB! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodness gracious, i only worked for an hour and they came and got us to go! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-815034259957755951?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/815034259957755951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=815034259957755951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/815034259957755951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/815034259957755951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/05/thanks-to-government-i-am-out-of-job.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-8291638146439217201</id><published>2009-05-05T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:42:19.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"如果彼此喜欢,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;为什么还觉得寂寞呢?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SgBHBYhta0I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/iDtufdI2hcc/s400/injured+junsu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332340047895948098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SgBHBYhta0I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/iDtufdI2hcc/s1600-h/injured+junsu.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Starting on May 4th, Kobe World Memorial Hall was decorated for “Dong Bang Shin Ki 4th Live Tour 2009 - The Secret Code” in Japan, and AVEX was signed to report the situation there.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;According to official staff, &lt;strong&gt;Junsu’s leg was injured during the rehearsal the day before and the review of his health status told him not to walk and at least he had to laid off the show today&lt;/strong&gt;. However, to see so many  fans already gathered at the venue and expected a lot from the live, &lt;strong&gt;Junsu  stongly requested to join with everyone at the stage&lt;/strong&gt;. Thus, staff has to  re-schedule the concert’s contents the five members had to perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="more-10890"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Junsu appeared at the concert on wheelchair, and actively participated at the MC part. Yet, he didn’t manage to join all the dance songs from beginning to end. &lt;strong&gt;Junsu forced himself to at least stood up at the last performance, “Bolero”  and all fans were weeping in impression.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dong Bang Shin Ki performed the first song from their March-launched 4th album “The Secret Code” to start the concert, followed by “Share The World”, “O Jun Ban Hap”, “Purple Line”, and “MIROTIC” which all were performed in passionate dance and classy costumes. All fans were so excited and the group could handle to perform all 29 songs smoothly.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;At Dong Bang Shin Ki’s 4th Japan tour, just like last year, Amuro Namie’s ex-husband and a member of Japan’s famous group, TRF, SAM has been in charge.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jaejoong&lt;/strong&gt; told &lt;strong&gt;Junsu&lt;/strong&gt; about the injury during performance (T/N: MC talk), “It takes a long time to recover, you can’t force yourself to return soon,”. As soon as the first show at Kobe ended, &lt;strong&gt;Junsu  sent e-mail via official mobile site saying his thakfulness and once again  apologizing everyone for the unforseen injury&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“The first day of  tour, I wanted to show you my best appearance, but I had hurt my leg during  rehearsal before the concert,”&lt;/strong&gt; he described his condition. “I’m sorry to make you worried, TVXQ will show in complete form as soon as possible.” he made his promise.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Meanwhile, after Junsu got involved in injury, modifying the  contents of the upcoming live tour was inevitable. &lt;strong&gt;AVEX reported that there’s been consultation and reviews of the concert’s contents running currently for one held in Kobe on March 5th (today)&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dong Bang Shin Ki&lt;/strong&gt; still  has concert on weekends, May 9th and 10th at &lt;strong&gt;Saitama Super Arena&lt;/strong&gt;, and before they finally move to the final stages in two consecutive days on July 4th and 5th at Tokyo Dome, there are in total &lt;strong&gt;9 big cities tours around Japan  with 21 performances&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In addition, on &lt;strong&gt;August 1st&lt;/strong&gt; together with  other AVEX singers such as &lt;strong&gt;Hamasaki Ayumi&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Kumi Koda&lt;/strong&gt;,  &lt;strong&gt;Tohoshinki&lt;/strong&gt; will attend a super-size outdoor music tour &lt;strong&gt;A-NATION 09&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;4 cities&lt;/strong&gt; all around the country with total &lt;strong&gt;6  stages&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TVXQ’s doctor said that the injury &lt;strong&gt;Junsu&lt;/strong&gt; had  now, was &lt;strong&gt;sprained ankle&lt;/strong&gt;. He’ll be strong enough to push all schedules  being prepared but without doing vigorous dance. &lt;strong&gt;Thus, to return in a  complete group soon is not likely to be achieved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;sigh sigh, junsu! TAKE CARE TAKE CARE! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;okay its been long since i actually last blogged. previous post are just DBSK &amp;amp; SNSD. lol. i know i am a little crazy. haahhaha. but it seems korean related things are into me these days. (my brother too! he got addicted to Family Outing and SNSD! HE EVEN KNOW THEIR NAMES &amp;amp; AGE! retarded brother! hahah (: )  but still i am still watching DBSK , SNSD and Family Outing! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;first week of school was perfectly fine. didnt really do much. lectures and tutorials as usual. my class got splitted up in to different module groups. some of us only manage to to be in lectures, which was rather good. got really high with classmates and we just cant stop laughing. i actually tried changing module group because my classmate and i actually take the same modules. (:&lt;br /&gt;but that was the end of school for me! i was really really happy. but some werent! ): guys, i am sorry k? my friends nearly cried la! ): and they all felt weird not having me in school. the last time i met them was the day i went to withdraw(first day of second week). and i didnt expect him to know. roar! i wont be able to see hk, D, and the other swimming hotties, the girls and corn' marketing friends. i wish i could see them again!!! i manage to see D when i withdraw that day! but not hk! SIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;i manage to see all dwarfs on sunday(the day before second week of school). it was really really amazing with them. i broke the news to them and they were really really happy. i still could remember soap's reaction on her face la! she is dang cute! hahahaha. pictures will be up soon. i havent really edited it yet. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;when i went for some job interview for some restaurant, i went to Heeren HMV to look at CD. and you now what?! I SAW DBSK ALBUMS! i nearly wanted to scream! finally,gotten a job. i just started today. i tell you its dang boring! but some people there are really funny. the person in charge doesnt really look that friendly at all! roar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;and i so need to sleep soon! (: TOODLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will you still take my hand even if its winter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-8291638146439217201?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/8291638146439217201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=8291638146439217201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/8291638146439217201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/8291638146439217201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/05/starting-on-may-4th-kobe-world-memorial.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SgBHBYhta0I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/iDtufdI2hcc/s72-c/injured+junsu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-7424142888553311184</id><published>2009-05-04T11:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:50:17.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZBRlhSlpxpE&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/ZBRlhSlpxpE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Girls' Generation(SNSD) are the featured models for Samsung's second HaHaHa campaign where they hope to encourage people to laugh/smile despite the hard times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I SO HATE HATE HATE INTERNET EXPLORER AND FIREFOX!&lt;br /&gt;i cant see photos on firefox! I AM SO SO ANGRY!&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND AND HOTMAIL FAILED ON ME! i cant see my emails anymore! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-7424142888553311184?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/7424142888553311184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=7424142888553311184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/7424142888553311184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/7424142888553311184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/05/girls-generationsnsd-are-featured.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-2300593628011805155</id><published>2009-05-01T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T21:27:24.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I FEEL ULTRA ULTRA ULTRA FAT NOW!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHAT-NESS! i so need to go on a diet &amp;amp; exercise! I DONT CARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ULTRA ULTRA FAT!!!!!!!!! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-2300593628011805155?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/2300593628011805155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=2300593628011805155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2300593628011805155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2300593628011805155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel-ultra-ultra-ultra-fat-now-phat.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-4611658110394205208</id><published>2009-04-28T10:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T18:36:44.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SNSD - Gee. I LIKE I LIKE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ridu8u0_VZg&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/Ridu8u0_VZg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother got addicted to SNSD!! he has SNSD as his desktop wallpaper and and and "Gee" as his message ringtone!!!!! OMGOSH! my brother is so funny &amp;amp; cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOONA!! she's dang cute! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DBSK - Share The World (One Piece)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/psB-u1-kqMg&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/psB-u1-kqMg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-4611658110394205208?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/4611658110394205208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=4611658110394205208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/4611658110394205208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/4611658110394205208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/04/snsd-gee.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-5983168449554918177</id><published>2009-04-17T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:55:38.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"You'll Always Be My Sunshine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SeiTkD3smVI/AAAAAAAAAnA/9K-pBcfaMJM/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SeiTkD3smVI/AAAAAAAAAnA/9K-pBcfaMJM/s400/page1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325668807089101138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SeiTkaATt3I/AAAAAAAAAnI/NW1Zyctoyig/s1600-h/page2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SeiTkaATt3I/AAAAAAAAAnI/NW1Zyctoyig/s400/page2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325668813030799218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is starting soon. and i will be back to my old normal life in NYP again. then we will have lesser time for dwarfs again. and the whole cycle will continue for about another year. somehow i just hate the way things are since last year, ever since we all started poly. me being in a whole new environment, an environment a total stranger to me. i thought everything was going to be fine. but as day passes by, it got worse. to an extend that i really really didnt want to go school. hearing from the rest of them, their year 1 life seems to be much more fun then mine. i envy them. i couldnt say much, when i listen to their stories of how they are in school. i didnt really have anything to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hearing their stories, i wish my life could be like theirs. the amount of friends they have in school. they even hang out together. mine was stagnant. they call them friends, while i call them classmates. recalling how close they are with their poly friends, just makes me feel so..i dont know. maybe i can calll it lonely. i pray for good results. ready to get out, and start all over again. i am really tired of all the pretending and so on in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hair, got chopped off. to get rid of all misery!&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i still wish dwarfs could go anywhere together.&lt;br /&gt;SO GOING TO MISS YOU GUYS! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48HOURS LEFT! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-5983168449554918177?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/5983168449554918177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=5983168449554918177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5983168449554918177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5983168449554918177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/04/youll-always-be-my-sunshine-school-is.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SeiTkD3smVI/AAAAAAAAAnA/9K-pBcfaMJM/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-9010763644748991948</id><published>2009-04-16T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T16:29:50.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is freaking awesome! (:&lt;br /&gt;live in Japan on White Day 14th March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xs2-0pwQy_E&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/Xs2-0pwQy_E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doushite Kimi wo Suki ni Natte Shimattandarou &amp;amp; Summer Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c0hFg_iNapg&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/c0hFg_iNapg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Are! &amp;amp; Bolero&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-9010763644748991948?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/9010763644748991948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=9010763644748991948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/9010763644748991948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/9010763644748991948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-freaking-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-9042985621167534480</id><published>2009-04-08T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T00:01:22.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"If you listen to the rhythm of the pouring rain...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;060409monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out with girlfriends, hwing and yulian. (:&lt;br /&gt;lunch was totally unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;small movie marathon. Confession of a Shopaholic &amp;amp; L-O-V-E&lt;br /&gt;L-O-V-E &gt; was some crap shit! wasted our 6 bucks for some crap movie&lt;br /&gt;Shopaholic &gt; perfect remedy! (:&lt;br /&gt;walked around at heeren and bought hairband! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;070409tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DORCAS WAS SO BORED BECAUSE SHE STAYED HOME THE WHOLE DAY! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;080409TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out with girlfriends instead, hwing and belly. (:&lt;br /&gt;saw a accident. two cars badly hurt!&lt;br /&gt;movie again. Hotel For Dogs &gt; nice nice nice. (x&lt;br /&gt;lunch at burger king&lt;br /&gt;walked around at heeren.&lt;br /&gt;NOW I AM TOTALLY BROKE! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i so going to watch "Dance,Subaru" when its out!!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;DBSK- Bolero is the OST for this movie. YAYNESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5TPCFUaoAV8&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/5TPCFUaoAV8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-9042985621167534480?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/9042985621167534480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=9042985621167534480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/9042985621167534480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/9042985621167534480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-you-listen-to-rhythm-of-pouring-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-1232077566251332293</id><published>2009-04-05T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:52:53.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sdi3JlNtbHI/AAAAAAAAAm4/T09l7REsqv4/s1600-h/%21b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sdi3JlNtbHI/AAAAAAAAAm4/T09l7REsqv4/s400/%21b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321204334974561394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAWTNESS! (:&lt;br /&gt;I SO WANNA LISTEN TO XIAH JUNSU'S VERY OWN WRITTEN "XIAHTIC"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and could someone willing to buy be DBSK japanese album "The Secret Code" i would love love love you totally! (x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-1232077566251332293?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/1232077566251332293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=1232077566251332293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1232077566251332293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1232077566251332293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/04/hawtness-i-so-wanna-listen-to-xiah.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sdi3JlNtbHI/AAAAAAAAAm4/T09l7REsqv4/s72-c/%21b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-2861413322441649298</id><published>2009-04-02T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:45:25.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh, it seems like everything is my fault. maybe it has always been. got nagged again by my mother. come on, just give me a break! i know how have been spending my time. its not like i want to idle and be lazy. i really really dont know what to do. but just to stare at the computer right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and brother was just being the biggest pest ever in the big big world, where no one can stand him and wants to kill him like no one business. stab right in the heart where his heart wont be so that evil, being a self centered big kid and being so arrogant and tells lies to get his way out. JUST GET OUT OF MY WAY. he called me hopeless. LOOK WHO IS THE ONE BEING SO HOPELESS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7QO6SjMsmY8&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/7QO6SjMsmY8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-2861413322441649298?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/2861413322441649298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=2861413322441649298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2861413322441649298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2861413322441649298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/04/sigh-it-seems-like-everything-is-my.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-1098059250751670520</id><published>2009-04-01T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:33:03.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didnt know what was i thinking. i saw it. i read it. somehow, everything written there just reminds me of how we have been through, ups and downs, left and right. but now, its broken into pieces. everythings colder now. i really really wish this didnt happen. i dont know how am i feeling. its either jealous or envy. i just dont know. feeling all so numb since the start of this year. somehow, i still pray something good will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i dream to marry xiah one day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-1098059250751670520?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/1098059250751670520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=1098059250751670520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1098059250751670520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1098059250751670520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-didnt-know-what-was-i-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-8154776705374398718</id><published>2009-03-27T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:47:40.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sczw_0kLpzI/AAAAAAAAAmg/kxMVqyWyFo8/s1600-h/edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sczw_0kLpzI/AAAAAAAAAmg/kxMVqyWyFo8/s400/edit1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317890239250540338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SczxARVneGI/AAAAAAAAAmw/PH0FUaexiWs/s1600-h/edit3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SczxARVneGI/AAAAAAAAAmw/PH0FUaexiWs/s400/edit3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317890246974077026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SczxAYS5hOI/AAAAAAAAAmo/sdP83Wigbxc/s1600-h/edit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SczxAYS5hOI/AAAAAAAAAmo/sdP83Wigbxc/s400/edit2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317890248841725154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8hOHSNCLBd8&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/8hOHSNCLBd8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* its really a beautiful song. go ahead, listen! (:&lt;br /&gt;Lion Heart- SMAP (but DBSK performed it on stage)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-8154776705374398718?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/8154776705374398718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=8154776705374398718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/8154776705374398718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/8154776705374398718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sczw_0kLpzI/AAAAAAAAAmg/kxMVqyWyFo8/s72-c/edit1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-5151141668725959071</id><published>2009-03-26T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:07:44.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"and he smiled right back at me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found a whole stack of letters in my room after packing the shelf. i opened some of them and notice, those that i read were  from him. whichever letter i took, its all from him. i didnt took out any which was written by others. all just looks the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading through the letters, just bring back sweet happy memories.but just looking through, the promises he made, now its all just lies, plain lies. i couldnt do anything already. maybe just hope things could get back in place. but sometimes there are just too many contradictions in mind. it will just bring my whole mood down and nothing is happening. thats cos i wasnt doing anything about it. then i ask myself, what can i do? i really dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even thought of us and our trip. he said we would go together one day. but it seems there wont be that day. its just seem everything just came crashing down on me yesterday. i didnt know what to do. i trusted him so much thats cos i love him. and what now? everything just poof! GONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i feel he is much meaner that i could ever imagine. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the test is next week. i pray i could get through this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i really want to leave that place and not go back for the rest of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-5151141668725959071?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/5151141668725959071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=5151141668725959071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5151141668725959071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5151141668725959071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-he-smiled-right-back-at-me-i-found.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-7013200753317311234</id><published>2009-03-26T18:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:46:45.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>junsu is so so so cute and funny! hahahah. changmin and micky laughed till they roll on the floor. super cute!! KAWAIIII~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QC4WfmHO8cc&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/QC4WfmHO8cc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-7013200753317311234?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/7013200753317311234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=7013200753317311234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/7013200753317311234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/7013200753317311234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/03/junsu-is-so-so-so-cute-and-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-294813510619464085</id><published>2009-03-22T19:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:13:23.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"She wrapped herself round him and started crying real hard on his chest. Thats because she knew that she can only count on him during that point of time."&lt;br /&gt;ugh, that scene, was just so so sweet. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent been updating the blog. so for now i will just keep it short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;130309friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. manage to wake up at 5.15am&lt;br /&gt;2. primary school sports carnival.&lt;br /&gt;3. did score board&lt;br /&gt;4. played volleyball&lt;br /&gt;5. cheered and scream for MARTIN&lt;br /&gt;6. caught up with Mrs Tham&lt;br /&gt;7. lunch with the rest of the helpers&lt;br /&gt;8. walked round and explore FMS(P)&lt;br /&gt;9. bused to IKEA and Anchor Point&lt;br /&gt;10. bused home with yiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;140309saturday&lt;br /&gt;1. out with hwing&lt;br /&gt;2. walked round the whole of bugis street&lt;br /&gt;3. manage to get what i wanted&lt;br /&gt;4. head back home in the late afternoon&lt;br /&gt;5. dinner with family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;160309monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. baked muffins with mummy!&lt;br /&gt;2. went for training,was late! ):&lt;br /&gt;3. nearly got lectured by Hong Koon&lt;br /&gt;4. ended training really late.&lt;br /&gt;5. train home late too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;170309tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. out with wenxi and yulian&lt;br /&gt;2. walked round marina square&lt;br /&gt;3. went over to suntec and shop for chips for movie.&lt;br /&gt;4. walked back to marina square for our movie- Race To The Witch Mountain&lt;br /&gt;5. seth was awesomely handsome!&lt;br /&gt;6. walked back to suntec to get smelly durians&lt;br /&gt;7. bused home and got scolded. ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;190309thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.training&lt;br /&gt;2. was early! (:&lt;br /&gt;3. Hong Koon ask me crazy question.&lt;br /&gt;4. land and water training.&lt;br /&gt;5. and i think i saw DWAYNE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;200309friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. met up with hwing at bugis again&lt;br /&gt;2. saw DBSK stuff! i nearly melt! HAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;3. went bugis for nothing la!&lt;br /&gt;4. went to meet nette at holland v&lt;br /&gt;5. waited for 1 and a half hours&lt;br /&gt;6. did manicure. mine is french mani.&lt;br /&gt;7. went with hwing to meet wenxi.&lt;br /&gt;8. dinner at long johns&lt;br /&gt;9. went over to sheng siong&lt;br /&gt;10. played hide&amp;amp;seek. but wenxi didnt care us&lt;br /&gt;11. bused back. bus was so crowded! ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats my week. wenxi hasnt send over the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ecp with hwing pictures (not all)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/ScYqSt8PFDI/AAAAAAAAAmY/BJ13hG5elvM/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/ScYqSt8PFDI/AAAAAAAAAmY/BJ13hG5elvM/s400/page1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315982911215703090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tohoshinki- SURVIVOR MV! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZeymbHtHpn0&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/ZeymbHtHpn0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-294813510619464085?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/294813510619464085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=294813510619464085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/294813510619464085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/294813510619464085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/03/she-wrapped-herself-round-him-and.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/ScYqSt8PFDI/AAAAAAAAAmY/BJ13hG5elvM/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-3444767747619008717</id><published>2009-03-11T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:39:22.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SMJaejung;"&gt;DORCAS IS VERY VERY UNHAPPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sorry guys. i have decided to take it off. and i think its better to be off my blog. i think my actions are little just too much. and i am afraid they might see this. yeah, i may be still unhappy about it. but i feel that its best to keep out of this online journal thing and also keep to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone wants to know, ask me on msn. and keep it private. cos i dont this kind of msg to go them. and i dont want to get into any trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, i am going to say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-3444767747619008717?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/3444767747619008717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=3444767747619008717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3444767747619008717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3444767747619008717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/03/dorcas-is-very-very-unhappy-i-just-dont_11.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-1379956372156961203</id><published>2009-03-10T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:02:40.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SMYuchun;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SOMEONE GO OUT WITH ME!!!! ):&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/3398373951912197250-1379956372156961203?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/1379956372156961203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=1379956372156961203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1379956372156961203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1379956372156961203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/03/someone-go-out-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-7732920110563334281</id><published>2009-03-10T10:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T10:59:28.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>look at what belly said in her blog! lol. its dang funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ok enough of ranting. anw i met dorcas on the train at aljunied and we travelled to changi airport!!!!! to 'fetch' annette and yulian! wanted to ahve dinner with them but ohwell their parents were there to fetch them so itsz okay! i spent some nice quality time with dory the korean fish who loves the SIAH a.k.a the PRAWn ahhahahahaha lawls. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt really copy all. READ WHAT SHE WROTE! lol. look at the last sentence! she just called me dory the korean fish! lol. its dang funny. i just laugh like mad la! do i really really look like some korean girl with this hairstyle? my friend said i look like some china girl. my mother and i was saying i look like some korean girl. HAHAHHAAH. so i guess i really look like one korean girl. HAHAHHAHA. i love to be korean. (: and belly, its XIAH not SIAH! hahhahaha. (x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-7732920110563334281?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/7732920110563334281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=7732920110563334281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/7732920110563334281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/7732920110563334281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/03/look-at-what-belly-said-in-her-blog-lol_10.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-2701133708300656356</id><published>2009-03-09T21:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:55:57.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"For now, it was never too late."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been long since i met hwing. so we went cycling on thursday. sadly, i cant play in the sea! ): so we just went cycling all the way to the starting of changi beach. we stopped to camwhore here and there. it was really fun! started to hear thunderstorm. so we decided to head back really fast, before we really get caught in the heavy rain. but halfway through, its started to rain a little then it stop. caught in the rain a little. then after a while it started to rain heavier and we had no choice but to stop at the hawker center. and waited for the rain to stop. my clothes were all wet la. we went to snack and change before heading home. and started camwhore again in the bus. and hwing has yet to send me the photos. photos are really really nice. we love it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday and saturday was drill camp. its long since i went for gb and realy really long since i stayed over at fairfield. remind me of old school days. joy gave me a job to do, which was video the girls during their drill and their fancy drill. competitions this saturday i suppose. i dont think i will be going. maybe i would want to catch up with dwarfs and go out have fun. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311185632008613394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SbUfMUQILhI/AAAAAAAAAmA/xNPuCbCUokM/s400/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my lovely juniors are so cute. (: they laugh at themselves when they watch the video. lol. and i laugh at them laughing like crazy kids. hahaha. i was so happy when they nice my hairstyle was nice. i was jumping up and down shouting like mad woman. and they laugh at me again. lol. they always do. (: lovely kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;saturday night had dinner with family at Tao's restaurant. and it was again Gregory who served us. really really nice and friendly. guess who i saw that made me go crazy like everything else was invinsible! JEANETTE AW! gosh. i really wanted to scream. no photo as evidence. dont believe, suit yourself. my conscience is clear. then we went over to cathay and saw leisher. i was like okay, that is leisher. and brother told me he went for auditions for water polo boys. i was like "huh?! serious?!" i rather not mention anymore stuff. it will really blow me up. tsk tsk. and i saw a fairfield teacher with his girlfriend. i dont know that teacher anyway. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday was church and after church was Seraphina's first month party. its call a party right? lol. nvm. she is freaking cute! i was so happy that i manage to carry her! and grace said,"potential ah!" lol. she is crazy. i never carried a 1 month old baby before la. first time. (: after the party, i met belly and went to changi to fetch nette and yulian back from vietnam. we actually plan to have dinner together. but in the end, its only me and belly who went for dinner. their parents came! lol so both of us went to walk at T3, but belly got to hungry and walk back to T2 to have dinner and burgerking. dang, i am to be fat fat fat! ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311185633028316418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SbUfMYDPnQI/AAAAAAAAAmI/PFV6AwCq8is/s400/%23memories019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seraphina! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TOHOSHINKI- THE SECRET CODE out on 250309! yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and the song Survivor is awesome. like the dance and the starting. thats cos its XIAH JUNSU started the song. he started off really really good. and when CHANGMIN sing his part after junsu, that part was really really nice. i mean the melody. (: YAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311201165682161506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SbUtUfsgN2I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/RhauQAsB4nk/s400/survivor-3+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mummy and i are going to bake muffins soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how i wish i could bake for someone. sigh. NVM! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-2701133708300656356?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/2701133708300656356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=2701133708300656356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2701133708300656356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2701133708300656356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-now-it-was-never-too-late.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SbUfMUQILhI/AAAAAAAAAmA/xNPuCbCUokM/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-8726791365660412610</id><published>2009-03-08T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T00:28:32.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i love you thats all i really know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you said forever and always.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me back to the past and i will treasure everyday we spend together just like there isnt tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;will you? ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-8726791365660412610?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/8726791365660412610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=8726791365660412610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/8726791365660412610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/8726791365660412610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-you-thats-all-i-really-know.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-4069388974958026642</id><published>2009-03-04T20:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:36:32.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;"As I walk pass that place, I still wish I could be there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if everything could happen earlier, i would have asked for a transfer. and i wont ever want to enter nyp again for the rest of my life. i am serious. but maybe its just way too too late to do it now. i will just have to continue with what i have get done with it and go else where to further my studies. i just pray my parents are willing to pay for my outstanding school fees. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been long since i last blogged. i have been real busy with school and projects. trying to meet all deadlines has been stressful. then after handing in all projects, this was when all the burning of midnight oil comes. EXAMS! goodness gracious. i just hope i can just scrape through all these exams. i know i wont be able to score. i regret not putting in much effort in my studies. maybe from next sem, year 2, i will more discipline. I HAVE TO! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are now over. holidays are here. my family went bintan for a time of relaxation. it wasnt that good as last year. but its still good after all the stressing out and late nights. went for my very first facial. its really refreshing! if i ever go bintan again, i am so going for facial again! (: i told mummy that i want to go back Nirwana, Agro is so so lousy! (x i cant even get tanned la! how disgusting! daddy's friend gave us his PSP so brother and i played like small kids in the room. and teevee with all the singapore channels! our nights aint that boring afterall. we even went to drink (: i had screwdriver! we had finger food for our supper. really good time to bond with family. (: AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as was back already. i had training on monday. i really really dread going for training la. i really didnt want to go because of the people. sigh. but i had no choice. i had to go. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309311155421315458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sa52XazoAYI/AAAAAAAAAlw/nTJ-1Gq401w/s400/rainbow.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;but i saw a rainbow and it made me smile (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;tomorrow will be going out with hwing to ECP for a cycle. just hope that it doesnt rain. because i really really want to cycle so badly and it has been raining the past few days which is rather bad! ): yulian and nette are at vietnam now! should have gone with my school. dang. but my parents wont allow. so called service learning trip to cambodia is next week. and i am not going! cause yiling isnt going! ): if she go, i go. that kind of thing. lol. but cambodia is 2 weeks. i dont even know if i can survive. LOL. maybe not? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;brother and i started blog shopping. this is crazy okay. brother manage to get someone to get our stuff from overseas.to be specific, from USA. lol. so if we are going to buy more stuff, i guess we will be emailing him more often. we both got ourselves a pair of slippers each. and i am planning to get threadless t-shirts from USA(i think) too. (: soon i think i will be addicted!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; ON SLIPPERS! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309306500737330802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sa5yIewe7nI/AAAAAAAAAlg/TAt5g9Ibpgk/s400/oldnavyslips.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TOHOSHINKI IS GOING TO RELEASE NEW ALBUM SOON! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;The Secret Code &lt;/center&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309306500517957010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sa5yId8LjZI/AAAAAAAAAlo/2JY-M3GGbXg/s400/secretcode.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think they will only release it during march. i just wish i could get it here, in Singapore. but sadly, they dont ship their albums here. i have to order it online and get from overseas. BUT BUT BUT, dorcas is broke. i can afford clothes, i cant afford DBSK album! ): guess i have to download their songs again. i have been downloading their songs like no one's business. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;heh. and KIM JUNSU LIKES PURPLE!!! (: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309322731623393922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sa6A5PhRqoI/AAAAAAAAAl4/PPdnS4xs_CQ/s400/pk7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*prove&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is the colour that makes you feel relaxed? The colour that calms you down&lt;br /&gt;JS: I used to like blue, then red. Now its purple. I ended up liking the colour that's a mixture of red and blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you think of when you see the colour purple?&lt;br /&gt;JS: After the sun sets, a layer of orange sets over the sky, after which it changes to purple. That's the kind of sky that appears in my mind now. I like the sky that appears at sunset. My mood uplifts when I see that kind of sky and I'd feel relaxed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;toodles,people! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-4069388974958026642?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/4069388974958026642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=4069388974958026642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/4069388974958026642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/4069388974958026642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-i-walk-pass-that-place-i-still-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/Sa52XazoAYI/AAAAAAAAAlw/nTJ-1Gq401w/s72-c/rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-6051943377048911056</id><published>2009-03-03T15:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T15:21:01.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SMJunsu;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SMJunsu;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EXAMS OVER!&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAYS HERE!&lt;br /&gt;BLOGSKIN CHANGED! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/3398373951912197250-6051943377048911056?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/6051943377048911056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=6051943377048911056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6051943377048911056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6051943377048911056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/03/exams-over-holidays-here-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-2725966268960338122</id><published>2009-02-09T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T00:32:25.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Just wish things shouldnt have gone that way"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the music played. and its on shuffled mode.&lt;br /&gt;i wont know what would come next.&lt;br /&gt;i picked up the postcard that my friend wrote for me.&lt;br /&gt;i started reading it and still not knowing what song will be played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when going on to next line, that song played.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if its the right time or not.&lt;br /&gt;its just so coincidental. the atmosphere just change so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;it seems everything just happened just yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know how to react to that sudden playing of that song.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i found myself in the midst of going to cry.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes became all teary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Don’t Forget/ Wasurenaide&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BEDDO ni suwatte kimi no koto wo kangaeteita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aenakute mo ii aitai kono kimochi dake de ii kara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsuyoku nokotteiru kioku kimi kara no mijikai &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MESSEEJI gaSetsunaku mune shimetsukeru kedo towa no shiawase boku ga &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mamoritsuzuketai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Kaze ni natte sotto tsutsumitai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kimi ga iru sekai ni sugu tonde yukitai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aitakute mo aitakute mo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Matteru kara tada wasurenaide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itsumo no hodou ni kimi no kage wo kanjiteita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shizuka ni hitomi wo toji inoru itsumademo kienai you ni&lt;br /&gt;Fukaku kizutsuiteita koto kizukasezu waratteita kimi ni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zutto taisetsu ni suru kara sakebitsuzukeru arifureta kotoba demo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Repeat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimi ni fureta yoru kowareteshimau hodo ni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tadayou kaori ni mata omoi ga tsunoru baby&lt;br /&gt;Itsumademo hatenai you ni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Motto tsuyoku tsunaida te hanarenai you ni&lt;br /&gt;Kaze ni natte sotto tsutsumitai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kimi ga iru sekai ni sugu tonde yukitai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aitakute mo aitakute mo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Matteru kara matteru kara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Repeat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koko ni iru yo wasurenaide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;english ver.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sit on my bed and think of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s alright even if I can’t see you…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss you, but just this feeling is enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memories of you remain, they’re so strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I read a short message from you and it makes my chest tighten painfully&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I want to keep protecting your eternal happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I’ll become the wind and wrap gently around you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right now, I want to fly to a world with you in it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though I want to see you so much… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss you so much…I’m waiting for you, don’t forget me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the path we’d always walk, I felt your presence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Silently, I close my eyes and pray that it’ll never disappear&lt;br /&gt;Without acknowledging the things that hurt you deeply, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you just kept on laughing and smiling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll always remember and cherish that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I’ll keep yelling out to the world, even if the words I use are but ordinary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Repeat&lt;br /&gt;The nights touched by you…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s enough to break me; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your fragrance hanging in the air and these feelings that build up, baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So that this’ll never end, I’ll hold your hand even tighter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So that we’ll never be separated…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’ll become the wind and wrap gently around you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right now, I want to fly to a world with you in it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though I want to see you so much… I miss you so much…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’m waiting for you… I’m waiting for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Repeat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m right here, don’t forget me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-2725966268960338122?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/2725966268960338122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=2725966268960338122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2725966268960338122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2725966268960338122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-wish-things-shouldnt-have-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-2705136935027349578</id><published>2009-01-31T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:28:25.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I'm just a little too not over you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i am here, i will just have a short post. cos i am really too tired and busy to update the blog. and i could really see, its like really dead. so maybe i will just post one picture! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297479311481311410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SYRtXdXTELI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/OlRcnacf3-I/s400/hwing%27sbday+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;hwing, this is for you! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY! (x&lt;align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-2705136935027349578?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/2705136935027349578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=2705136935027349578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2705136935027349578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2705136935027349578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-just-little-too-not-over-you.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SYRtXdXTELI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/OlRcnacf3-I/s72-c/hwing%27sbday+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-2069831539956823343</id><published>2009-01-08T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:26:16.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SWYMu7BIvpI/AAAAAAAAAks/WfxBBvHZL6A/s1600-h/page1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288928812649201298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SWYMu7BIvpI/AAAAAAAAAks/WfxBBvHZL6A/s400/page1+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my little &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SUNSHINES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i cant live without! (:&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/3398373951912197250-2069831539956823343?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/2069831539956823343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=2069831539956823343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2069831539956823343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2069831539956823343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-little-sunshines-i-cant-live-without.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SWYMu7BIvpI/AAAAAAAAAks/WfxBBvHZL6A/s72-c/page1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-8733887202105838154</id><published>2009-01-06T18:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:07:34.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Only you can"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288125038991616450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SWMxtIzxqcI/AAAAAAAAAkk/dhFuk1Py_u0/s400/IMG_6377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like 2008 has pass way too fast. i dont even feel its a new year. everything seems the same. maybe its just the year adds on by a year. we all age by a year too. but still, i dont find anything different, not a single thing. school is still the same. feelings about school and so on is still the same. still hating school, like i always do. everyday feeling relectunt to get up for school. if i were still in fairfield, every year would be different. i know it will. and i will feel excited for school everyday. missing school during the hols. and just cant wait to see everyone again. now, in poly, everything just change. still getting use to how poly life is. but i just dont want to get use to it. i just want my poly life to be all so fairfield-sy. but i know that this can be the thing. somehow, soon i will just have to move on. i just cant go back to the past. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 2009 already. ): at least i didnt start the year badly. last year, 2008, i knew things will be changing. i was so scared that i cried. and somehow, things really change. without me being prepared to face the change that will happen. i really didnt want things to change so drastically. i lived my 2008 with an unhappy face almost everyday. my mind doesnt feel the same. my heart feels so heavy almost everyday. my smile just went the other way round. crying almost everyday. feeling the heartaches, missing someone knowing myself things wont head to the past. trying to get myself not to think about what happen. trying to be myself all over again in which i find it so difficult to do. though, having the dwarfs to help get rid my thoughts and thinking. somehow, it was just temporary. being left alone, everything flashback just flash right in front of my eyes. it seems like it wont go away. life was just so so so terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009!!! i still cant believe another year has gone by. i was quite happy that daddy and mummy allowed me to stay out the whole night with my wifey and girlfriend. just to catch the first sunrise together. perfect time to spend time with them. wishing that 7 dwarfs could spend the last day of the year and catch the first sunrise together. it would be awesome. somehow, being with the dwarfs just drives my unhappiness away but with them can drive me real crazy and high. somehow, being with them just makes me feel me. they just make me feel so comfortable, not caring whether we are in public or not. you could imagine seeing some crazy bunch of monkeys walking down orchard road. thats how we are. and we wont change anything about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a new year. i just hope it will be better, crazier and maybe happier. (: i just hope i could leave the past behind. forget everything that has happen. and leaving it without any regrets. maybe i should say i will try try try to get over the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, i am leaving this year into your hands. (: whatever comes along, its your plan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never jugde anything by its cover."&lt;br /&gt;i will be much much much more careful now.&lt;br /&gt;wish i could tell mummy about it. but i think for now, i will just see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i cant believe it. why does betrayal or backstabbing still exist at this kind of age?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-8733887202105838154?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/8733887202105838154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=8733887202105838154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/8733887202105838154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/8733887202105838154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2009/01/only-you-can-it-seems-like-2008-has.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SWMxtIzxqcI/AAAAAAAAAkk/dhFuk1Py_u0/s72-c/IMG_6377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-1791994470937430520</id><published>2008-12-25T22:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T19:00:11.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"It's one in a million, the chances of feeling the way we do"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IS CHRISTMAS! MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its one week since i last blogged! THATS LONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;181208-201208thurs-sat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had wsc camp. which i find it kinda boring. it totally stupid, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i was telling myself that i regretted going and i shouldnt have gone!&lt;br /&gt;could have stayed at home, get to do projects and get presents ready for christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i manage to know two cute guys. they are dang cute la! (:&lt;br /&gt;corn and i manage to exchange slippers with them. their slippers were of the same size!&lt;br /&gt;we got all excited and screaming and laughing like mad woman! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got muscle ache for three days after that thanks to treasure hunt.&lt;br /&gt;making me waking up at odd hours, where dorcas wants her beauty sleep!&lt;br /&gt;i really needed that sleep, and had to wake at an odd hour. even mum say crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat i had to go back to church to help with CIC.&lt;br /&gt;but i was dang tired after camp, i went to sleep in church. and i didnt help at all! ):&lt;br /&gt;went to children's service. cos there isnt english service.&lt;br /&gt;kids were dang cute and funny la. the cambodia trippers were leading.&lt;br /&gt;my brother was super funny! i wish he was like that at home. I WOULD LOVE IT! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;221208monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with mummy to get presents for dwarfs.&lt;br /&gt;i was having difficulties thinking what to get for them.&lt;br /&gt;i cant make anything cos there isnt time already! ):&lt;br /&gt;so mum went to get presents too. and went grocery shopping for christmas eve dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;231208tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;met nette to get ingredients for our baking session&lt;br /&gt;we met kinda late and only started at 3pm. which is bad,VERY!&lt;br /&gt;we were all so tired already. and i even said bet we have to bake overnight.&lt;br /&gt;and we actually did. mum helped us. finish at about 3 reaching 4. which was CRAZY! (x&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun anyway. its like masak masak. cos i dont really step into kitchen to cook.&lt;br /&gt;i feel kinda bad letting nette stay so late. ):&lt;br /&gt;SORRY NETTE. but thanks for that wonderful 13 hours with you!&lt;br /&gt;we shall bake next time too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289246841669057762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SWct-pcKfOI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Wtvb9O0jCeg/s400/page1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;241208wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;CHRISTMAS EVE!&lt;br /&gt;had awesome dinner with family! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;251208thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;CHRISTMAS DAY!&lt;br /&gt;presents! (:&lt;br /&gt;met the dwarfs for movie and dinner!&lt;br /&gt;TWILIGHT! I AM CRAZY IN LOVE WITH EDWARD CULLEN! (:&lt;br /&gt;i so freaking love him. hahahhaha! (:&lt;br /&gt;boughts clothes! from timah plaza.&lt;br /&gt;mum nag at me for buying clothes! ):&lt;br /&gt;girls cant get enough on clothes!&lt;br /&gt;i spend too much already! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289246841688895970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SWct-pg5MeI/AAAAAAAAAk8/80Aavf60jsA/s400/cats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if only i cound spend christmas with you, everything would be perfect on christmas day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-1791994470937430520?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/1791994470937430520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=1791994470937430520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1791994470937430520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1791994470937430520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-one-in-million-chances-of-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SWct-pcKfOI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Wtvb9O0jCeg/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-2682630965941706359</id><published>2008-12-17T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:54:38.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Can you do it without me? I know i cant do it without you. but do i have a choice?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is water sports camp! ): i didnt want to go at all. that cos of the ppl i will be seeing. i just dont feel comfortable seeing new people. but somehow, i paid and i told corn that i will going and i wont pangseh her. i did it too many times already. and i feel very very bad about. man, it like i am going for her sake! i just didnt want to leave her with all those people she is not close with. i dont want her to feel left out. i know how it feels, i just didnt want to see her to feel that way. its really really very very very sad. but its good, get me all hyped up and get out of my comfort zone. being cooped up at home all day, its rather boring! ): AND I DONT LIKE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see about how was it after 3 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for CIC this saturday! its gonna be fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God, be with me next few days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stay, will you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{/edit}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if that was for me to see, i miss those times too. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but will you head for the past? i am doubting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i love you still. thats all i know for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-2682630965941706359?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/2682630965941706359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=2682630965941706359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2682630965941706359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2682630965941706359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/12/can-you-do-it-without-me-i-know-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-179108112509281588</id><published>2008-12-16T23:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:47:31.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SUfM1RegBJI/AAAAAAAAAkY/TSq89iIqSIc/s1600-h/IMG_2009+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280414303711659154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SUfM1RegBJI/AAAAAAAAAkY/TSq89iIqSIc/s400/IMG_2009+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THIS IS FOR YOU NETTE!!! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I CHAO CHAO CHAO LOVE YOU LIKE CRAZY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;though i am suppose to be the strong one, but somehow you are the one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahhaha. THANK YOU GIRLFRIEND! for being there whenever i need you! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-179108112509281588?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/179108112509281588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=179108112509281588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/179108112509281588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/179108112509281588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-for-you-nette-i-chao-chao-chao.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SUfM1RegBJI/AAAAAAAAAkY/TSq89iIqSIc/s72-c/IMG_2009+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-5471789080667258173</id><published>2008-12-14T21:34:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:16:22.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"All i ever wanted was to stay by your side and support you all the way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched 3 movies in a week. 3 consecutive days! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, saturday and sunday(TODAY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SUUMbu0s3aI/AAAAAAAAAjw/TItbx0z5PmY/s1600-h/cape7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279639808726850978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SUUMbu0s3aI/AAAAAAAAAjw/TItbx0z5PmY/s400/cape7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aga left Hengchun for Taipei in the hope of becoming the singer in a band. After ten years of hard work, he returns home, his dream unfulfilled, and soon gets a job at the local post office. Tomoko is a Japanese model going down in popularity who is just asked to put together a local warm-up band for an upcoming Japanese super star beach concert to be held in Hengchun. However, recruiting the band members proves to be difficult a task as the search for the famous seven samurai. Still, seven ordinary Hengchun residents end up forming the band. One day, Aga receives a parcel from Japan not meant for him – in fact, it was to have been delivered at Cape No.7., an address that doesn’t exist anymore… But even though he cannot find the address, Aga doesn’t return the parcel to Japan. Rather, he opens it to find love letters written some 60 years ago by a Japanese teacher and addressed to a Taiwanese girl he was deeply in love with, but had to leave behind Taiwan. During the process of putting the band together, Aga and Tomoko are constantly at odds with each other, but thanks to the love letters, their conflict-ridden relationship slowly turns into love. And even though they eventually find the lady the parcel was meant for, it seems that Aga and Tomoko are destined to follow the same footsteps as the girl and the teacher in their own love story… Tomoko must now decide whether she will stay together with Aga or go back to Japan alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cape No.7 was great, awesome, fabulous movie that i ever watch!!&lt;br /&gt;HIGHLY RECOMMENDED. makes me wanna watch again. worth watching though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Promises To My Dog(jap), i watched it yesterday while Little Prince(krn), i watched it today.&lt;br /&gt;both were fine. but i still think Cape No.7 is still the best la. SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many nice movies out this month. which is great, cos i can drag dwarfs to watch me! i dragged my mum out to watch Cape No.7. cos she was interested to watch it too. (: it seems like a long long long time she watched a movie. daddy has to wait till 2011 for his fave movie to come and i am waiting too. i bet my whole family is waiting la. we kinda love that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught concert this week. it was with mum. we kinda love orchestra alot. we always attend their concerts! I LOVE SSO! alot alot. and i even asked for it. so mummy didnt hesitate much and booked the tickets. it was almost full house la! still have little bits of seats here and there. but that night's concert was good. real good. everyone loved it. which was good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week caught a concert with nette. our very own Fairfield Symphonic Band. its good though. love the way they play the songs. they put themselves into the songs. GOOD GOOD. they are all now in Japan! ): DORCAS WANTS TO GO TOOO!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL IS OUT! DORCAS IS READY TO PLAY! are you?!&lt;br /&gt;so not looking forward to school reopen! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the year is coming to an end! which is good. THATS COS! i dont like 2008 at all!&lt;br /&gt;not even a single bit of it. HATE SCHOOL, SCHOOL SUCKS! ):&lt;br /&gt;2009 is coming soon. and it wont be any better. cos i know myself, i will hate my poly days.&lt;br /&gt;just trying to enjoy my days with dwarfs. thinking about ahem. dreaming days away.&lt;br /&gt;things would be much better when we all head back to sec1.&lt;br /&gt;where everything's gone crazy and of course FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is nearing. I HAVENT THOUGHT OF WHAT TO BUY! ):&lt;br /&gt;going all so broke! CIC is on this coming saturday. parents cell isnt ready! so is mine!&lt;br /&gt;going to claire's place to get the banner up! mark picking us up and head off to westcoast park to have macs for dinner. THANKS AH! i am getting all fatty already. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i miss him badly! ARHHHHH! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i faked a smile so he wont see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-5471789080667258173?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/5471789080667258173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=5471789080667258173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5471789080667258173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5471789080667258173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-i-ever-wanted-was-to-stay-by-your.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SUUMbu0s3aI/AAAAAAAAAjw/TItbx0z5PmY/s72-c/cape7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-6170566532263329314</id><published>2008-12-11T13:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:22:22.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HAVE A URGE TO MOVE TO LIVEJOURNAL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but i still cant decide though. a little too indecisive! ):&lt;br /&gt;everything on livejournal seems nicer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i or should i not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*random post! (x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-6170566532263329314?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/6170566532263329314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=6170566532263329314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6170566532263329314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6170566532263329314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-have-urge-to-move-to-livejournal-but.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-5123489367074697868</id><published>2008-12-04T22:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T13:56:10.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"For now, maybe i will just pretend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHIT! its the last week already! WEEK 8! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i keep thinking its still the starting of school. {i know its dumb}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time passes way too fast. way way way too fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and guess what, common test week its like NEXT WEEK?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, i havent even started studying! ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and worse, i am starting the holiday mood already! THATS BAD! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having only one paper, its bad enough. there is a lot to study. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this mean, i have to study during youth camp!!!! ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;projects piling up already. i havent even started too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i bet its going to be a last minute work again! ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow, my little bad habits wont change for the better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I SERIOUSLY NEED TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish i can finish all my projects within the 2 weeks of hols! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if only, i can concentrate and be a little hardworking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i have the rest of the weeks to study for common test and exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SIGH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;011208monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. tried ponning class {cant}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. sneak out of class to follow CY to buy food {dang, lame}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. sit in between muru &amp;amp; wk was fun. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. coped wk's work and went off before teacher could say class end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. trained home alone in that stupid crowded mrt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. phone died on me {AGAIN}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;021208tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. PMP quiz {dang, i bet i fail}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. cried cos of PMP {stupid}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. sat with muru &amp;amp; serene for lecture (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. met CY at 3, sat outside lecture hall and slack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. trained home with CY &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;031208wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. tried being late {cher havent start lesson when i walked in at 8.30, when class starts at 8}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. CCT quiz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. sat with muru and joethy for lecture (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. met CY, bused to Hougang, trained to dover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. collect tickets. {yay, stepped into fmss}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. saw casper on bus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. trained home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;041208thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. met CY in the morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. lessons were boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. met CY again during second break with serene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. slack during lab, cos serene left and i got no one to talk to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. tried to sleep. {dang, cant}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. read through GD notes for 1.5hours {4.30 to 6}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. CY bought me nuggets {dang hungry}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. pon swimming, cos its raining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. trained to batok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. pei CY eat dinner at Swensens. FRIES WERE AWESOME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12.bused home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. now blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;WK: dorcas, WEAR WRONG SLIPPER AH?! HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;ME: {laughing like crazy} *NODS HER HEAD*&lt;br /&gt;-still laughing-&lt;br /&gt;ME: not mine la! CY ONE! HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR: eh? wear wrong slipper? too sleepy never see what slipper you wearing ah?&lt;br /&gt;ME: HAHAHAHHAHA. NOT MINE! CY ONE! (:&lt;br /&gt;DEAR: WHA! same size eh?!&lt;br /&gt;ME: UH! ahahahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dang, funny. should see their reaction la. SUPER FUNNY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DORCAS CANT WAIT TO MEET NETTE TMR! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps, no pictures! (x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;just too many barriers&lt;/em&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/3398373951912197250-5123489367074697868?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/5123489367074697868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=5123489367074697868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5123489367074697868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5123489367074697868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/12/for-now-maybe-i-will-just-pretend.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-3769142963252430888</id><published>2008-11-28T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:08:55.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"If only we didnt made empty promises, we wont be suffering so much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SS_pQJRqdJI/AAAAAAAAAiw/c1NpqhBY46c/s1600-h/memores+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273690152251323538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SS_pQJRqdJI/AAAAAAAAAiw/c1NpqhBY46c/s400/memores+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; how i miss school days man!!!! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ME WANT TO HEAD BACK TO FMSS!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I AM SO FAIRFIELD SICK NOW! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i miss fairfield! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273692821145784434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SS_rrfrsEHI/AAAAAAAAAi4/2dtgk5-Dy64/s400/IMG_4898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I CANT WAIT TO MEET NETTE DURING HOLS MAN!&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE SO GOING TO TAKE 5 NEOPRINTS MACHINES! (x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-3769142963252430888?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/3769142963252430888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=3769142963252430888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3769142963252430888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3769142963252430888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-only-we-didnt-made-empty-promises-we.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SS_pQJRqdJI/AAAAAAAAAiw/c1NpqhBY46c/s72-c/memores+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-6917664261364692549</id><published>2008-11-24T22:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:23:06.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"We said it ourselves, are you going to take back those words?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SSq1Zhn8o-I/AAAAAAAAAio/Sv1dV_m3eqw/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272225763917865954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SSq1Zhn8o-I/AAAAAAAAAio/Sv1dV_m3eqw/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ought to go north somebody told us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause the air is filled with gold dust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And fortune falls like snow flakes in your hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I don't recall who said it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But we'd lived so long on credit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so we headed out to find our promised land&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just poor Smoky Mountains farm folk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With nothing more than high hopes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we hitched our station wagon to a star&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But our dreams all fell in on us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause there was no land of promise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though it's a stuggle just keepin' sight of who you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and these northern nights are dreary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And my southern heart is weary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I wonder how the old folks are back home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I know that they all love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And they're all thinking of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Smoky Mountains memories keep me strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know I've been thinkin' a whole lot lately&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About what's been and what awaits me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It takes all I've got to give what life demands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You go insane if you give in to it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life's a mill and I've been through it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm just thankful I'm creative with my hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and these northern nights they're dreary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And my southern eyes are teary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I wonder how the old folks are back home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'll keep leanin' on my Jesus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He'll love and guide and lead us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Smoky Mountains memories keep me strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I'll keep looking to the father&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keep our heads above the water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While the Smoky Mountains memories keep me strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;David Archuleta - Smokey Mountain Memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i know they are out there.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, i just shut those doors.&lt;br /&gt;i just feel i didnt have that right anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i am scared. i am scared to feel it again.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to get all painful all over again.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i want to. but i dont want to get reminded of it again&lt;br /&gt;everyday, i face every scene which just looks so familiar.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i wish it was all dream. i was dreaming for 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could wake up from my dream.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, it seems like i am still in my dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God, will you take my hand?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-6917664261364692549?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/6917664261364692549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=6917664261364692549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6917664261364692549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6917664261364692549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-said-it-ourselves-are-you-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SSq1Zhn8o-I/AAAAAAAAAio/Sv1dV_m3eqw/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-3974223079803455216</id><published>2008-11-23T16:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:22:54.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SSkZSl5cxKI/AAAAAAAAAiY/8KeGEvddYhw/s1600-h/junsu_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271772646015288482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SSkZSl5cxKI/AAAAAAAAAiY/8KeGEvddYhw/s400/junsu_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JUNSU!!!!! (x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HE heard them,us,me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank You God, she's out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-3974223079803455216?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/3974223079803455216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=3974223079803455216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3974223079803455216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3974223079803455216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/11/junsu-x.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SSkZSl5cxKI/AAAAAAAAAiY/8KeGEvddYhw/s72-c/junsu_full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-2271402668956174079</id><published>2008-11-20T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T22:49:20.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Dang, I WANT YOU! (x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they all seem like the another L.&lt;br /&gt;they just make me miss L even more.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, they cant replace L for now.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish L still was here.&lt;br /&gt;arh, i wish we could dance on the sand again&lt;br /&gt;and merry go round on that sand.&lt;br /&gt;just once, i freaking love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANG COOL and random&lt;br /&gt;CY AND I WORE THE SAME COLOUR SHIRT&lt;br /&gt;and and and and and and and and and and and&lt;br /&gt;HE AND I CARRY THE SAME BAG! different colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CY : GET ME DOMO KUN 50 BUCKS! {dang mean (x}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HK GAVE ME CHOCOLATE! (:&lt;br /&gt;he is from acs(i), but never see him before.&lt;br /&gt;maybe his didnt even step into dover&lt;br /&gt;or maybe we went dover at a different timing! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serene: its not terence who gave me choco la! (x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-2271402668956174079?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/2271402668956174079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=2271402668956174079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2271402668956174079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2271402668956174079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/11/dang-i-want-you-x-they-all-seem-like.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-5072646030982526764</id><published>2008-11-18T22:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:24:41.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I am trying really hard, but somehow still feel scared and lost."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once upon a time, I believe it was a Tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I caught your eye, we caught onto something &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hold onto the night, you looked me in the eye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And told me you loved me, were you just kidding? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause it seems to me, this thing is breaking down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We almost never speak, I don't feel welcome anymore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby what happened, please tell me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause one second it was perfect, now you're halfway out the door &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I stare at the phone, he still hasn't called &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then you feel so low you can't feel nothin' at all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you flashback to when he said forever and always &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh oh, and it rains in your bedroom, everything is wrong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause I was there when you said forever and always &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was I out of line? Did I say something way too honest? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Made you run and hide like a scared little boy I looked into you're eyes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thought I knew you for a minute, now I'm not so sure &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here's everything coming down to nothing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's to silence that cuts me to the core &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where is this going? Thought I knew for a minute, but I don't anymore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I stare at the phone, he still hasn't called &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then you feel so low you can't feel nothin' at all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you flashback to when he said forever and always &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh oh, and it rains in your bedroom, everything is wrong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause I was there when you said forever and always &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You didn't mean it baby, I don't think so, oh oh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh back up, baby back up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you forget everything? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back up, baby back up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you forget everything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause it rains in your bedroom, everything is wrong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause I was there when you said forever and always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh I stare at the phone, he still hasn't called &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then you feel so low you can't feel nothin' at all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you flashback to when we said forever and always &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it rains in your bedroom, everything is wrong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause I was there when you said forever and always &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You didn't mean it baby, you said forever and always, yeah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taylor Swift, Forever&amp;amp;Always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah,you said forever and always.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;maybe he has already stop reading, &lt;em&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-5072646030982526764?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/5072646030982526764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=5072646030982526764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5072646030982526764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5072646030982526764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-trying-really-hard-but-somehow.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-8725598426961305015</id><published>2008-11-16T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:54:07.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;"I cant go any further. Will you carry me there?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SSAirnB4DcI/AAAAAAAAAiA/OsZwSjsHkgU/s1600-h/DSC_1179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269249696630050242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SSAirnB4DcI/AAAAAAAAAiA/OsZwSjsHkgU/s400/DSC_1179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; is the grass greener on the other side?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i &lt;em&gt;wish&lt;/em&gt; there wasnt 2008, i &lt;em&gt;wish&lt;/em&gt; i wasnt born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mum, if you see this, i am sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mum, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am tired already. i really want to leave.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i mean leave here, leave this place. i just dont like it here. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;too much to handle, too much memories to forget.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;one is L, the other is I. yes, i do miss both of them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but somehow, they left.thats why, i want to leave.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why cant we just go over to Aunty ChooNeo's place?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why cant we just go over to Uncle Neil&amp;amp;Aunt Alison's place?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or maybe, why cant we just head to some place new? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just want to go away from here and run away from things. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;your sillygirl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he is the reason for the teardrops on my guitar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-8725598426961305015?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/8725598426961305015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=8725598426961305015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/8725598426961305015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/8725598426961305015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-cant-go-any-further.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SSAirnB4DcI/AAAAAAAAAiA/OsZwSjsHkgU/s72-c/DSC_1179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-2674795720729059869</id><published>2008-11-15T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T22:36:26.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"In this moment, &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; smokey mountain memories will keep me strong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SR7cCUgsDKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/K-dWK0fCQKk/s1600-h/DSC_1204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268890546493721762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SR7cCUgsDKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/K-dWK0fCQKk/s400/DSC_1204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am done being lonely already. i'm tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i had enough of it already,please make this stop for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont want to lose anymore things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;two or three has already left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please dont let this be the forth, please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just dont take those away from me, us, everybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God, save her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-2674795720729059869?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/2674795720729059869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=2674795720729059869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2674795720729059869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/2674795720729059869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-this-moment-maybe-smokey-mountain.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SR7cCUgsDKI/AAAAAAAAAh4/K-dWK0fCQKk/s72-c/DSC_1204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-1484371908508540742</id><published>2008-11-12T18:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:37:09.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SRqw4BYiUrI/AAAAAAAAAhw/SudzKJGT3FU/s1600-h/mushimonster.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267717190653727410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SRqw4BYiUrI/AAAAAAAAAhw/SudzKJGT3FU/s400/mushimonster.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SRqw4LfftdI/AAAAAAAAAho/oleWRVsexQw/s1600-h/moshi-monsters-characters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267717193367270866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SRqw4LfftdI/AAAAAAAAAho/oleWRVsexQw/s400/moshi-monsters-characters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this little monsters are way too cute man!!! &lt;div&gt;dont ask me how i found it. i just search through google&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND AND AND! i adopted Katsumi(Katsuma)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its like neopets. but maybe more childish? maybe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i dont care. its super cute! (x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TAYLOR SWIFT TOTALLY ROCKS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;country songs are getting into me! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-1484371908508540742?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/1484371908508540742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=1484371908508540742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1484371908508540742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/1484371908508540742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-little-monsters-are-way-too-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SRqw4BYiUrI/AAAAAAAAAhw/SudzKJGT3FU/s72-c/mushimonster.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-5414322298944977582</id><published>2008-11-09T21:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T22:02:20.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay~! i find this very interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I SPOTTED MYSELF AND MUM IN NEWURBANMALE WEBSITE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266651762492421314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SRbn38MLtMI/AAAAAAAAAhI/i-Z-pQ6rwGc/s400/tuk_event3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;first: in the crowd queuing!{spot us!}&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266651761383931394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SRbn34D5fgI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/KA-KKmoUQIw/s400/Tuky3_14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;second: a picture with that colourful bear! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the middle of that whole picture!{its worse}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NEXT I SPOTTED LEISHER&amp;amp;DARREN!&lt;br /&gt;okay, they are working there!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266651771738918978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SRbn4eouEEI/AAAAAAAAAhY/iP8ACK5IUS4/s400/Leisher_1.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;erm, thats just leisher. i cant find darren!&lt;br /&gt;ambassador?! INTERESTING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-5414322298944977582?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/5414322298944977582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=5414322298944977582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5414322298944977582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/5414322298944977582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SRbn38MLtMI/AAAAAAAAAhI/i-Z-pQ6rwGc/s72-c/tuk_event3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-7049595825942778934</id><published>2008-11-07T20:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T21:22:08.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"If only i knew love was so painful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn off the time to wake up before the alarm clock ressounds&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why but I can already remember you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if, before I know it, I’ll forget&lt;br /&gt;even the miracle of being able to meet you for one hundred minutes&lt;br /&gt;Will I end up forgetting even that I’ve forgotten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly days, in the room in the pocket of my heart&lt;br /&gt;I look for your vanished warmth&lt;br /&gt;Even if there’s no way to feel you ever again, ah&lt;br /&gt;I’m locking up those days that are still a bit warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of walking, I sat down and was at a loss, if you were with me&lt;br /&gt;We could have talked about something like our unbearable dream’s fate&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t say it by the ticket barrier, I wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;That I feel “Thank you” are maybe words&lt;br /&gt;much sadder than “goodbye”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly days, I wonder if I could smile properly&lt;br /&gt;At the scene of our last kiss, I couldn’t even&lt;br /&gt;grasp your shivering hands, not even my tears fell, ah&lt;br /&gt;Now that it’s too late, they overflow when I’m alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly days, in the room in the pocket of my heart&lt;br /&gt;I look for your vanished warmth&lt;br /&gt;Even if there’s no way to feel you ever again, ah&lt;br /&gt;Even if I stretch out my hands, you’re not here anymore&lt;br /&gt;I’ll walk on under a new light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Days by 新垣结衣(Aragaki Yui) - Koizora(Movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY! thats for you&lt;br /&gt;i really miss you badly.&lt;br /&gt;say something soon, pls ):&lt;br /&gt;though i dont know if you still read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i pray you will be able to see this.&lt;br /&gt;iLyou. from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gotta change my answering machine,&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;Cause right now it says that we,&lt;br /&gt;Can't come to the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know it makes no sense,&lt;br /&gt;Caused you walked out the door,&lt;br /&gt;But it's the only way I hear your voice anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta fix that calender i have&lt;br /&gt;That's marks &lt;s&gt;July 15th&lt;/s&gt; April 1st&lt;br /&gt;Because since there's no more you&lt;br /&gt;There's no more anniversary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i know this much is true&lt;br /&gt;Baby you have become my addiction&lt;br /&gt;I'm so strung out on you I can barely move&lt;br /&gt;But I like it and its all because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never get enough, &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; are the sweetest drug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-7049595825942778934?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/7049595825942778934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=7049595825942778934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/7049595825942778934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/7049595825942778934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-only-i-knew-love-was-so-painful.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-8871694632611881666</id><published>2008-11-04T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:28:28.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;你不会爱 我的爱 我明白&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你的最爱 那一块 哪天我才存在&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我不会爱 你的爱 受伤害&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;所以宁愿 安静的等待&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;不怕空白 我继续等待&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i am willing to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rather not let this fly away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-8871694632611881666?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/8871694632611881666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=8871694632611881666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/8871694632611881666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/8871694632611881666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-willing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-6363757204735193715</id><published>2008-11-03T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:03:01.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;real love stories never have ending.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up to you to decide whether its true or not.&lt;br /&gt;to me, its true or maybe i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i still dream, i still wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and you made empty promises&lt;br /&gt;that i will never ever forget for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-6363757204735193715?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/6363757204735193715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=6363757204735193715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6363757204735193715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/6363757204735193715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/11/real-love-stories-never-have-ending.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-7010764033325441401</id><published>2008-11-01T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T23:36:07.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have fallen too deep. and somehow, i got myself the deepest cut that i ever had.&lt;br /&gt;it bleed, till it cant bleed anymore. will someone just get me a needle and string?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where were you when i needed you most?&lt;br /&gt;where were the you, who loved me from the bottom of you heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow,&lt;em&gt; i miss you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, people change.&lt;br /&gt;but why now, at this point of time, when i really needed you?&lt;br /&gt;i even ask myself, &lt;em&gt;why me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, you will always be &lt;em&gt;my silly boy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;no one will ever ever replace you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyone left.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-7010764033325441401?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/7010764033325441401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=7010764033325441401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/7010764033325441401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/7010764033325441401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-fallen-too-deep.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-4094823789909875331</id><published>2008-10-28T19:31:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:01:13.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;super jealous la. DANG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;飞轮海 GOT TO SEE 东方神起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHILE THEY WERE IN KOREA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i want to see Tohoshinki too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i didnt even get to get them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and xiah looks super cool with his new hairstyle. funnaye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;jaejoong! i want to meet jaejoong! COOLIES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AIYA, I WANT TO MEET TOHOSHINKI FOR DINNER LA! (x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know is cannot one lor! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262170272772716002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SQb7-6A89eI/AAAAAAAAAhA/dfGQLWKVHmw/s400/tvxq_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;--------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me back to NZ where i could/maybe forget everything within two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;i could that time. 4 years. i manage to get rid of it. thats cos it was just nothing.&lt;br /&gt;but now, i think it cant take such short period to get rid of it. though its also 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;this time was not nothing. this was real. SO REAL. that it cant be a dream. not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;iLOVEyou,still ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-4094823789909875331?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/4094823789909875331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=4094823789909875331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/4094823789909875331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/4094823789909875331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/10/super-jealous-la.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SQb7-6A89eI/AAAAAAAAAhA/dfGQLWKVHmw/s72-c/tvxq_full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-7366641675381699396</id><published>2008-10-27T09:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:26:42.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"As I had a pen in hand, answers in mind, all i could ever write was you name, on every line, on every paper. thats because and thats when i know i miss you very very badly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for you:&lt;br /&gt;Rain in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;The tears won't stop, tonight&lt;br /&gt;In the end, you left me behind, like something temporarily forgotten...&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this world without you trembles in the dark&lt;br /&gt;It'd be nice if this was all just a dream&lt;br /&gt;Though i want to see you, oh my &lt;s&gt;girl&lt;/s&gt;&lt;i&gt;boy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason i can't meet you&lt;br /&gt;Is because i don't want to hear your goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby i still love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Don't cry anymore,&lt;br /&gt;You're always being a crybaby&lt;br /&gt;And even that part of you is so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Now someone else, not me,&lt;br /&gt;Is wiping away your tears&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i love you, you're unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;Alive only in my memories,&lt;br /&gt;This feeling is forever&lt;br /&gt;Your scent from that day we embraced will never leave my body&lt;br /&gt;Baby i still love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it off, this cross on my chest with your name engraved on it&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this world without you trembles in the dark&lt;br /&gt;It'd be nice if this was all just a dream&lt;br /&gt;Though i want to see you, oh my &lt;s&gt;girl&lt;/s&gt;&lt;i&gt;boy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason i can't meet you&lt;br /&gt;Is because i don't want to hear your goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now, i love you&lt;br /&gt;(baby i still love you)&lt;br /&gt;You're unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just living in memories&lt;br /&gt;This feeling will last forever&lt;br /&gt;Even if ceaseless rain falls on my heart alone,&lt;br /&gt;Eternally drenching it&lt;br /&gt;I can't say "goodbye" cause i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainy Night by Xiah Junsu, DBSK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xiahness (x&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me that its not true, please.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me something that i dont know. ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-7366641675381699396?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/7366641675381699396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=7366641675381699396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/7366641675381699396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/7366641675381699396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/10/as-i-had-pen-in-hand-answers-in-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-3917213297380366072</id><published>2008-10-18T20:52:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:15:23.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;"As you left and walked away, my smiles went along with you. And somehow, it wont return"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, practically i was home the whole day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there was only mama and me at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pap's at work! ): brother went to church. granny went out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i did my programming assignment. its amazing i could do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND I AM DONE WITH IT! yay! it seems so much easier than stupid java! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went through some of my work but was actually browsing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hardly getting anything into my head. and thats bad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was busy listening to music and downloading DBSK songs and watching their videos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i managed to clean little fella's cage. HE IS GETTING FATTER! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mama helped and we just started talking about all sorts of things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like pets and stuff that relates to pets. practically, she just saying "NO MORE PETS!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lol. my hammy is just enough la. i wish i could get a guinea pig. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then suddenly i changed the topic to O levels. which i didnt know how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just told her, "i wished i could retake O's then i can have my creative media!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then she was like,"then why never go retake? fairfield allow meh?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was like, i can actually retake?! lol. should have asked her on that day la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;since fairfield allow it. i should have done it! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then i can retake at least 5 subs. like english, chinese, e&amp;amp;a math and combine science! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;altogether 5 subs leh! just nice. i dont even wanna retake purebio and humans la! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know i wont do well in them. at least my math, chem and physics are managable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but now, i am already out of fairfield. and in new school. thinking back its of no point. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;only when you start to think back, all the "if only(s)" comes to mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thats what i think, because now i am already thinking of all the "if only(s)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and ALOT ALOT ALOT ALOT OF THEM! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like school stuff and that relationship. sigh ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wasted! dont you think so? ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to have dinner with mama. pap's not back. everyone's not around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;granny had hers already. so we head down to Westmall to have dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we couldnt decide what to eat! indecisive people. like us! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;first, Swensens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;second, Koufu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nxt, Sakae Sushi. {queuing already! still cant decide!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lastly, Pastamania {and we finally settled down!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HO! my first time eating there okay! {he was suppose to take me out to eat Pastamania! ): }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saw Aunty June, Mark, Celeste and Isaac. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GOSH! Isaac is super cute okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ate baked rice and its super oily! PIGGING OUT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i dont have training for two weeks! cos of water polo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I WANT TO SEE THEM PLAY! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;while eating, mum got tons of phone call whether going for wake or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so we actually rush through the window shopping part. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;push cart to converse shoes and then we are out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I WAS LIKE, "i think our legs brought us out. fine, lets go home." {pout}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;talking about wake. i actually didnt attend L's wake. thats 'cos, it was the wrong timing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;L, I FREAKING MISS YOU! ): i miss the rest too! when you left, everyone else left too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;somehow, i wish you were still here. making me laugh everytime i see you. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its been 4 years, since you left. its long since i last saw you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;one thing i wont forget. that k___ you gave me when i was in p2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i still could remember what happen. you were upset cos everyone was asking me who was daryl. and i didnt want to say. and you were like forcing me to say. i bet you still can remember him hur? he was just my classmate. the guy that i always sat with in class. and somehow, you got angry. i dont know why either. i just ran out and sat outside looking at other kids playing. then you came over and you gave it to me. you somehow, knew how to make me happy all over again. and i was just a kid. not knowing what was that for. but now, i know. it was just to make me happy. i knew it was nothing special to you. but you made my day. i even ran around smiling like an idiot la. thanks man! someday, i wish to see you again, UP THERE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now, back home. watched more DBSK videos and downloaded more songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;looked through their pictures. freaking hot! and i still cant get Mirotic downloaded! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;while heading home from Westmall. i told mum i wanted alot of things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and she went "yeah yeah yeah . okay. look at price first la! " ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wanted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-contacts {and i even ask laser how much}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she: some people cannot wear you know, can try. { still indecisive!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-blades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she: blade when daddy go walk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: BUT HAVE SLOPE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she: take out and walk up and walk down. wear back and blade again lor! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: HUH?! i can blade up, cannot blade down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she: then take out and walk down la! SILLY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: *thanks for the good idea!* -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-new gym bag {if only crumpler tote was big enough to put books and swim stuff}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she: see price first can or not! SO EX ONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-clothes! (x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she: can come back again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: but will go away {push carts}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she: see la. tml lor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: are you sure we are coming back tml?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she: can stop by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: huh?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I FREAKING WANT TO GET SHADES! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but if i wear shades, how am i going to see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;COS I AM BLIND WITHOUT DEGREE! seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thats why i wanted contacts. (x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;clasmates say i look better with contacts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dont know if its true. but the feeling of wanting to get it is there. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;laser? i wish i can but mum said some ppl also cannot go through laser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i keep thinking today is friday! but its sat! and tml is sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND MONDAY IS COMING! when my day will be very very long! ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dont like mondays! bad day to start the whole new week! ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258476944773098146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SPnc67DIKqI/AAAAAAAAAgI/5BlgASz-MHI/s400/junsu_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I FREAKING LOVE JUNSU'S SHADES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258479939373980370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SPnfpOznWtI/AAAAAAAAAgg/fDP2-CFJGUE/s400/yunho_full.png" border="0" /&gt;Yunho looks cute in specs! (x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258483124876386674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SPniipukoXI/AAAAAAAAAgo/WASCzJkuVJc/s400/Jaejong_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jaejoong looks pretty HAWT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258478812324936786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SPnenoOLvFI/AAAAAAAAAgY/osyxR0shAQE/s400/20070625095954777b61000hh4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258478527258986946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SPneXCRKicI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/bzq5C2HR-Ao/s400/dbsq_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;THEY CHANGED THEIR HAIRSTYLE!&lt;br /&gt;{they look better like that except for Micky. Micky looks nicer with short hair!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258496043143062258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SPnuSmBW4vI/AAAAAAAAAgw/eZTaPU53TXk/s400/193aa619a01880_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt; they look awesome here! (: &lt;center&gt;{i love their shades!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wish i could cut Jaejoong's hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;but i think i will look like a bunk la. really.&lt;br /&gt;i think i will just keep my long long hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he took them all away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-3917213297380366072?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/3917213297380366072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=3917213297380366072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3917213297380366072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3917213297380366072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/10/as-you-left-and-walked-away-my-smiles.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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/_gdPSJ3gJwJs/SPnc67DIKqI/AAAAAAAAAgI/5BlgASz-MHI/s72-c/junsu_full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398373951912197250.post-4310042518566181832</id><published>2008-10-17T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T23:18:55.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I get HIGH with ECSTASY, am a drug addict and a smoker."&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not. suit yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every morning i find myself thinking of you and i together, all over again.&lt;br /&gt;means i slap myself every morning and dragging myself out of bed for school.&lt;br /&gt;which i dreaded so much and will dread for the rest of my life in poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i start to think to myself, "Why did I fall for you at such a young age?"&lt;br /&gt;then it leads to, "Why didnt I think of all the different consequences when i fall in love?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like i stupidly just accept him without second thoughts&lt;br /&gt;AND not thinking what the outcome would be like.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know if it was stupid or not. SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;all i ever thought was life would be different when he enters my life and i enter his.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, it was rather different and fun and everything else you can think of.&lt;br /&gt;it did change a little, having someone to listen. because no one actually listens to me.&lt;br /&gt;he cares more than other people do, thats because i freaking LOVE to play.&lt;br /&gt;and no one knows, what would happen to me. DEAD IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD? {i wish!}&lt;br /&gt;he was there whenever i needed him. he was one that wont fail to make me happy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of all these. those questions still left unanswered.&lt;br /&gt;because what its done, is done. i already fell for him.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant change time and think of those again. {i wish for that too}&lt;br /&gt;and maybe i would take some time to think through if it was going to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, its real and true {i still wish it was a dream}&lt;br /&gt;thats what he said, i dont know. to me, i find that it is.&lt;br /&gt;but maybe, just paperthin. which breaks so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i took it seriously. saying good things about him to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;hoping that one day they will accept him. but somehow, they didnt and THEY WONT.&lt;br /&gt;and now, they dont have to already. i bet they are happier than i am. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spend four years collecting all the memories in my head.&lt;br /&gt;and they are still fresh in my mind. {like how could i ever forget?!}&lt;br /&gt;all i could ever remember was happy moments and moments that i hurt him.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even want to remember moments that he hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, it still went down the rubbish bin. 'cos it cant be continued.&lt;br /&gt;wishing for a happy everafter? there, go find it in the bin.&lt;br /&gt;thats where it ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i dont know why he gets so pissed when i talk to him when he shouldnt be&lt;br /&gt;hello, you dumped me! and i should be getting all pissed off. but i didnt want to.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to murder. yes, i get angry at times. but what can i do? NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, i was just strangling him. told you, i was only a pea, not diamond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i&lt;em&gt;MISS&lt;/em&gt;him, i&lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt;him. BUT?! he &lt;em&gt;HATES&lt;/em&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;for, i dont know what reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if only you can see how beautifull you and i will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stranger, pass me a cigg. i need a puff.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-4310042518566181832?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/4310042518566181832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=4310042518566181832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/4310042518566181832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/4310042518566181832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-get-high-with-ecstasy-am-drug-addict.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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-3398373951912197250.post-3004739602601110569</id><published>2008-10-13T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:44:21.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Its me, &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt; and the dance floor."&lt;br /&gt;but you left me at the dance floor, how am i suppose to dance without you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting of school with so many "blues"! its a bad day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;best friend&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from outer space came{bad timing}&lt;br /&gt;burn mark &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STILL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on my leg{my smarty brother}&lt;br /&gt;went to school being &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLACKIE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;{sun burn from IVP}&lt;br /&gt;school ends at &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6pm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; every monday{its crazy}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FIRST DAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at school{dread school}&lt;br /&gt;rainy day{best to sleep!}&lt;br /&gt;ALONE! {sucks more}&lt;br /&gt;missing &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FMSS, dwarfs, esp YOU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; {badly!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw Hong Koon three times straight! WAVED! (:&lt;br /&gt;he was like "why i keep seeing you ah?!"&lt;br /&gt;hello! we are in the same school. sure to see each other one what. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw Danny at Cheers! WAVED too! (:&lt;br /&gt;joethy see long long then tell me handsome. haha&lt;br /&gt;she teach me how to get his number! lol.&lt;br /&gt;i dont need it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i was thinking of you the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;maybe just a few milliseconds i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;whenever i was alone, i will just think of you.&lt;br /&gt;you will always be there to lend me your listening ear and hear all my rants.&lt;br /&gt;but now, i got no one to rant to. and i have to leave it inside me and survive through it.&lt;br /&gt;get what i meant by "NOBODY IS LISTENING" ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i think he already forgetten about me.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. its just makes me think of so many questions.&lt;br /&gt;its hard to ask him about things now.&lt;br /&gt;his life and everything. esp that wallet.&lt;br /&gt;is he even still using it? i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its already down the bin. i dont know. I REALLY DONT!&lt;br /&gt;but i really want to know, everything. about you. head to toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backtrack a little.&lt;br /&gt;IVP on saturday and sunday.&lt;br /&gt;D IS FREAKING HOT OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;brother says he looks like Jesse Mcartney when he is young.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. but i suppose its a good compliment! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlene super cute!&lt;br /&gt;Charlene: your school have one guy very cool. blonde hair one.&lt;br /&gt;Dorcas: D?&lt;br /&gt;Charlene: hahahhah. YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;paused-&lt;br /&gt;Charlene: DORCAS! whats his name again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;somehow i cant forget you, after so much we have been through.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;"&gt;sometimes i pray that you still love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3398373951912197250-3004739602601110569?l=snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/feeds/3004739602601110569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3398373951912197250&amp;postID=3004739602601110569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3004739602601110569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3398373951912197250/posts/default/3004739602601110569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapitlikepolaroid.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-me-you-and-dance-floor.html' title=''/><author><name>dorcas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17525869719318137387</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>
