<?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-9004093500948195070</id><updated>2011-09-02T22:13:47.721+08:00</updated><category term='出去走走'/><category term='自言自语'/><category term='不吐不快'/><category term='书海浮潜'/><title type='text'>hooish</title><subtitle type='html'>我努力掩饰，所有的难过，只为了留下，灿烂的笑容。</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hooish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792296910202298471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SRpikVW8ftI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jcWl0egUGTQ/S220/PA250261resize.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004093500948195070.post-5464256054558191906</id><published>2009-10-21T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T17:38:56.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='自言自语'/><title type='text'>回归</title><content type='html'>有好几个月都没更新部落格了。这里看来有点荒凉哦！网络服务终止是一个藉口；忙也是藉口；其实是自己懒惰啦！一放松，人就懒散了。三月忙教学和出考题。四月忙考试和会议。刚想喘口气时却收到viva的通知，又开始忙着准备了。五月初顺利通过viva，之后就忙着修改论文，只为了要赶在五月中的截止日期前交上去GSO. 忙完后，去了一趟香港澳门行，疯狂地吃了几天来稿赏自己。回来后，新学期就开课了，又开时始了一连串的忙呀忙。无线网络服务这时却出现了故障，无法上网。那时差不多每三四天就联络客户服务部门，他们的回答千篇一律，总是要我耐心地等。我等呀等的等了两个月，耐心也消耗了七七八八，一气之下便跑去终止服务。在那两个月漫长的等待期间，我已习惯了趁上课空档利用学院的网络服务上网，回到家里就与世隔绝，所以如今还下不了决心去签购任何网络配套 （听说P1Wimax 不错，可惜我这一区并不在其网络覆盖范围中）。八月毕业典礼后，去了林明游山玩水，去彩虹瀑布看彩虹，到林明山上看云海。九月忙期终考。十月去了停泊岛参加Perhentian Island Challenge, 穿得少少地去上山下海。赛后就懒懒的躺在沙滩上晒太阳，热了就跳进海水里泡到手皮脚皮皱皱，或浮潜看珊瑚任由海鱼自由自在地在身边游来游去。即使回来后全身起红疹（我怀疑是海水里的小浮游生物在作怪，才会皮肤敏感），得要吃药搽药膏，还是觉得一切都是值得的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这几个月里，除了忙学业（终于忙完了），忙工作，忙游玩（现在是拚命的玩以免开学后没空去玩），还来得及看了几本好书。最好看得首推Twilight Saga (Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, Breaking Dawn)。因为太喜欢了我又重看了一遍 （是啦是啦我是长不大啦所以才会疯狂迷上Young Adult的书）。为了不让自己有机会再看第三遍 （还有其他的书还没看，重复看一本书会浪费时间），唯有狠下心把这四本爱书 带回家去，眼不见为净。结果轮到我姐夜夜啃书，废寝忘食。后来陆续看了“有人出版社”（答应了某人要强调的）所出版之林金城的《知食份子：寻味地图》（还依照书里的介绍跑去金宝吃瓦煲鸡饭和炒粉仔），高铭和的《一座山的勇气》（这人的脑袋怪怪的，非常人所能理解）， Sophie Kinsella 的 《Confession of a Shopaholic》《Shopaholic Ties the Knot》（哇塞！购物狂也能那么理直气壮！），Lauren Weisberger 的 《Everyone Worth Knowing》( 还是《The Devil Wears Prada》比较好看)，Cecelia Ahern 的《P.S. I Love You》(恒永的爱总赚人热泪)，有川浩 的《空之中》和《盐之街》（好看！好看！），张大春的《我妹妹》（偶尔也来文学一下），赵于萱的《鱼的希腊旅行》（看了之后一直梦见希腊的蓝）和《鱼的德西旅行》（之后梦里希腊的蓝中还有啤酒在漂浮）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;啦啦啦。。。我回来了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004093500948195070-5464256054558191906?l=hooish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/feeds/5464256054558191906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/5464256054558191906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/5464256054558191906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='回归'/><author><name>hooish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792296910202298471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SRpikVW8ftI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jcWl0egUGTQ/S220/PA250261resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004093500948195070.post-8112827764672554260</id><published>2009-03-18T10:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:27:39.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='自言自语'/><title type='text'>给H</title><content type='html'>--- 暗恋的幸福，是你正为着对方做任何事，而他却不清楚，此时你心中的甜与苦。---《这是我的答案》~ 藤井树 &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314363846061491570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/ScBpwuOshXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/uXE978ZSnoo/s200/SP_A0413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;远远看到你和朋友们有说有笑地走来，我匆匆躲藏在铁门后，手里捧着书，视线却落在你身上。每天，我都会在这里等你，只想看你一眼，就心满意足了。你还是发现了我，在铁花之间，向我笑着挥手，很阳光的笑容。那一刻我感觉幸福的降临，心跳加速，脸红耳赤。我忘了假装看书，也忘了自己在偷窥，只是傻傻的目送你 登上久候的车子。明天，要躲在哪里才不会被发现呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004093500948195070-8112827764672554260?l=hooish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/feeds/8112827764672554260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2009/03/h.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/8112827764672554260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/8112827764672554260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2009/03/h.html' title='给H'/><author><name>hooish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792296910202298471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SRpikVW8ftI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jcWl0egUGTQ/S220/PA250261resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/ScBpwuOshXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/uXE978ZSnoo/s72-c/SP_A0413.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004093500948195070.post-5116418713578085862</id><published>2009-03-04T10:21:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:45:51.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='出去走走'/><title type='text'>情人之约</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;情人节前夕，某人就不停地向我大力灌输有关市道不景气，经济衰退，公司大裁员，加薪花红被冻结等之类会吓得你心惊胆跳的消息，所以钱要省省点用。其实他不必提醒我已经被最近漫天覆地的新闻报道时事论坛吓得不敢乱花钱。眼看我那么受教，某人立刻接着说情人节花束太贵不要让无良商家赚消费人的辛苦钱与其买花一个星期后丢弃不如把钱存起来。之前已被洗脑的我也跟着附和一副精明消费者模样说对对对不用浪费钱买花礼物也免了。某人奸计得逞后暗爽了很久最后良心有点过意不去决定带我去高级西餐厅享用情人节晚餐。我满心欢喜（因为不用去嘛嘛档点心店快餐厅）还刻意妆扮一番以示隆重。于是我们准时抵达The Apartment. 侍者带我们坐升降机去一楼的座位（餐厅才上下两楼却有私人升降机实在有够奢侈）。餐厅内的气氛浪漫装潢温馨窗外风景优美，现场还有性感美女驻唱英俊小提琴手伴奏。我们点了两客情人节套餐再加两杯鸡尾酒。食物并不算好吃但调酒还蛮好喝的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309180469948750162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/Sa3_ghe8mVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/oTpn3n0-HHM/s200/SP_A0497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;某人送的肥皂玫瑰，看腻了可以拿来洗手。RM15。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309180483686556210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/Sa3_hUqS4jI/AAAAAAAAAGA/kLi1h3vG_GY/s200/SP_A0510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Apartment 一隅。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309180488835067874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/Sa3_hn1y7-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/COd8LJ63GUw/s200/SP_A0513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Starter: Neptune's Ocean Amour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309180493548766018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/Sa3_h5ZoQ0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-jftTUvRu9I/s200/SP_A0519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;主菜: Whole Baked Lemon Sole on Fennel and Cherry Tomatoes&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309180497889154354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/Sa3_iJkdVTI/AAAAAAAAAGY/gw0Zo9DMre0/s200/SP_A0520.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;副菜有百里香马铃薯泥和rocket菜。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309282598999863378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/Sa5cZN2MsFI/AAAAAAAAAGg/h-NPWV8eQUs/s200/SP_A0528.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;某人和甜点：Valentine tower of affection (有我最喜欢的草莓，香草和巧克力)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;晚餐后某人继续其省钱约会法带我去KLCC户外的喷水池，实境体会KL人的约会圣地。我说有什么好看spotlight这么多没有东西看的啦！走着走着我突然想起一件事急忙甩开某人的手并刻意和他保持十公分的距离。某人一头雾水问怎么了。我告诉他不要在这里牵手等下被saman就糟糕了还是保持距离比较安全。于是我们就这样绕了喷水池一圈，做个奉公守法循规蹈矩的良好市民。走到脚酸了，我们便离开。某人说刚才那不好吃的食物还要两百多块试过就算了。我说那么不如自己煮快熟面吃好了。某人想也不想立刻附和。我晕。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004093500948195070-5116418713578085862?l=hooish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/feeds/5116418713578085862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/5116418713578085862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/5116418713578085862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='情人之约'/><author><name>hooish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792296910202298471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SRpikVW8ftI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jcWl0egUGTQ/S220/PA250261resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/Sa3_ghe8mVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/oTpn3n0-HHM/s72-c/SP_A0497.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004093500948195070.post-5162830078910123088</id><published>2009-02-06T10:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T11:29:45.453+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='不吐不快'/><title type='text'>我跳，我跳，我跳跳跳！</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;一天早上，我懒懒地躺在沙发上看报纸，三岁大的琦琦跑来对我说：“姨姨，我唱歌给你听，好不好？”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“好呀！你唱吧！”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“当当当当当！Ladies and gentlemen, presenting to you, QiQi!” 掌声响起。。。（这是琦琦要表演前的不可缺的开场白。）&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;一只青蛙一张嘴， &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    两只眼睛四条腿，&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    乒乒砰砰跳下水，&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    青蛙不吃水，太平年，&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    &lt;strong&gt;青蛙不吃水，太平年&lt;/strong&gt;。”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“很好听喔！”我在旁拼命地鼓掌。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;琦琦受到赞美后开心地手舞足蹈。摇够了屁股后她跑过来拉着我的手。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“姨姨，我要你唱歌给我听。”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“好！那我就唱成人版的《青蛙跳下水》给你听。”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“成人版做什麽？”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“就是大人唱的歌啰！”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“姨姨， 你去唱歌！你去唱歌！”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;琦琦很用力地拉我的手。为免手被扯断，还赖在沙发上的我不得不站起来。琦琦把我推去她刚才唱歌时站立的地方，然后爬上我刚才坐的沙发，兴致勃勃地说：&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“Ladies and gentlemen, presenting to you, 姨姨!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;一只青蛙一张嘴，&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   两只眼睛四条腿，&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   乒乒砰砰跳槽去，&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   青蛙不吃钱，太平年。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   青蛙不吃钱，太平年。&lt;/strong&gt;”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;琦琦从沙发上跳下来，一边鼓掌，一边说：&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“再唱过！再唱过！One, two, three, come on everybody!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004093500948195070-5162830078910123088?l=hooish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/feeds/5162830078910123088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/5162830078910123088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/5162830078910123088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='我跳，我跳，我跳跳跳！'/><author><name>hooish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792296910202298471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SRpikVW8ftI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jcWl0egUGTQ/S220/PA250261resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004093500948195070.post-4628424570637591174</id><published>2009-01-22T17:02:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:07:55.006+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='书海浮潜'/><title type='text'>榴梿国度</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SXg6pz7vo6I/AAAAAAAAAFo/uIwqgv5l1_o/s1600-h/SP_A0431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294045851963859874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SXg6pz7vo6I/AAAAAAAAAFo/uIwqgv5l1_o/s200/SP_A0431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;这不是一本普通的游记。这是一个寻根之旅。&lt;a href="http://myprivatemap.blogspot.com/"&gt;林悦&lt;/a&gt;在自序里，第一句话就说：“请不要问我爱不爱国，你不会得到爱或不爱的绝对答案。”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;明明大家都是马来西亚人，却偏偏要分为土著与非土著。身份认同的迷茫，困扰着作者，驱使她决定游走马来半岛，聆听年长和年轻华人的故事，看看海峡殖民风格的古老建筑所述说的过去，从南马到北马，再跨越主干山脉，到东海岸。“纯粹的是想要自己更踏实。”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;她遇到的人，有的对现实环境悲观，有的积极挖掘和记录被排除在主流历史外的早期华人生活与贡献，默默耕耘，也有的在外国呆了多年最后还是选择回来。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“。。。我们埋怨生气，我们不安焦虑，我们向往他国的民主与公正，我们批评自己的国家，但最终我们依然留下来，付出我们应该付出的；看着别人离开我们觉得那是一种解脱，但我们心里有一股不愿妥协的坚持，我们要站稳脚步，因为我们漂泊很久了，累了，所以才要正视问题的源头，而能稳住脚步和心的苗，就是历史。”只这么一句话就说进了心坎。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;根，在那里，已不重要了。我们早已落叶归根，家，就在此。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004093500948195070-4628424570637591174?l=hooish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/feeds/4628424570637591174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_22.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/4628424570637591174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/4628424570637591174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_22.html' title='榴梿国度'/><author><name>hooish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792296910202298471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SRpikVW8ftI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jcWl0egUGTQ/S220/PA250261resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SXg6pz7vo6I/AAAAAAAAAFo/uIwqgv5l1_o/s72-c/SP_A0431.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004093500948195070.post-6848525027899040008</id><published>2009-01-18T16:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:05:19.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='自言自语'/><title type='text'>炎热的天气</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SXLrHXGrztI/AAAAAAAAAFg/NdbkB-0p5GI/s1600-h/SP_A0434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292551023807418066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SXLrHXGrztI/AAAAAAAAAFg/NdbkB-0p5GI/s200/SP_A0434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 中午起，房间里的温度就一直保持在摄氏35度，热死了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SXLrHUyFmRI/AAAAAAAAAFY/eccqCFXgUiQ/s1600-h/SP_A0435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292551023184156946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SXLrHUyFmRI/AAAAAAAAAFY/eccqCFXgUiQ/s200/SP_A0435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 很尽职地在奋力旋转的吊扇，还是无法降低高温。忍不住又想唱：“给我一架冷气机。。。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SXLrHGrcxAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DjA7vp0nz0s/s1600-h/SP_A0436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292551019398218754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SXLrHGrcxAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DjA7vp0nz0s/s200/SP_A0436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;幸好冰箱里还有一瓶冰冻的火龙果汁，能暂时消暑解热。&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/9004093500948195070-6848525027899040008?l=hooish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/feeds/6848525027899040008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_18.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/6848525027899040008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/6848525027899040008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_18.html' title='炎热的天气'/><author><name>hooish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792296910202298471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SRpikVW8ftI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jcWl0egUGTQ/S220/PA250261resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SXLrHXGrztI/AAAAAAAAAFg/NdbkB-0p5GI/s72-c/SP_A0434.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004093500948195070.post-1171678329784917340</id><published>2009-01-16T09:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T10:26:46.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='不吐不快'/><title type='text'>消防觀念</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;这是最近收到的转发电邮。读了后觉得蛮有用的，所以把要点贴了上来这里。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;（一） 當火災發生時，用濕毛巾掩住口鼻， 請問毛巾弄濕了要不要擰 乾？？ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ans : 當然要，不然還沒被煙嗆 死先被水嗆死， 這真的要怪政府以前宣導錯誤， 只說要將毛巾弄濕也沒說要擰乾…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;（二） 如果沒有水可以弄濕毛巾， 需不需要當場灑泡尿 或吐口水弄濕毛巾？？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ans:  當然不需要，第一，那種緊急情況要灑得出尿也難， 第二，火災逃生時間是三分二十五秒，    難道要花兩分鐘在那邊 灑尿嗎？？ 第三，專家說乾毛巾和濕毛巾的效果沒差多少， 第四，尿很臭。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;（ 三） 如果房間外都是煙和火而逃不出去的話， 這時房間內如果有馬桶， 可以把臉埋入馬桶吸取僅存的空氣 （意思就是告誡大家平常要多洗馬桶 ）。如果沒有馬桶 .... 通常衣櫥因為都是關著的， 所以衣櫥內也有剩餘的空氣，可以躲在衣櫥內， 不管躲在哪裡都要用硬物敲擊牆壁或地面 讓救生員可以找到你… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; （四） 火場逃生採低姿勢爬行逃出， 但如果是在公共場所遇到火災就不要再爬了， 因為可能沒被燒死先被 踩死… 當然如果可以的話， 沿著牆壁採低姿勢快速逃出最好… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;（五） 在火場內要不要睜開眼睛？？ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ans: 當然不要， 不要相信電視電影的火災現場 好像紅白藍綠什麼顏色都有， 其實根本是漆黑一片， 有沒有張開眼睛都沒用， 而且如果眼睛長時間 在高溫煙霧下會被灼傷而導致失明… 此時手盡量向前伸，以手代眼… …  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;（六） 逃生時需不需要用塑膠袋裝空氣套在頭上？？ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ans: 如果只是火災初期溫度不高時可以， 如果已是火災中後期，四周溫度很高就千萬不要， 除非你想當天龍八部裡面那個鐵丑， 因為高溫會使塑膠袋溶解粘在皮膚上 導致…. 自己想像......... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;（七） 愛美的女士遇到火災第一件事是什麼？？ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ans: 脫掉絲襪，因為絲襪和塑膠袋的" 效果"一樣… …… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;（八） 現在有一種沒有保存期限的滅火器， 而且可以多次使用， 這種滅火器所用的材料是" 海龍" （不知道是不是這樣寫）， 可以噴在衣物上逃出 火場， 但不要直接噴在皮膚 上否則可能會凍傷， 或者可以噴在棉被上披著棉被逃出……… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;（九） 家裡的滅火器放在廚房裡？？ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ans: 錯！ 千萬不要放在廚房裡，因為如果廚房起火， 哪有可能還衝進去拿滅火器… 再不然就放在廚房門外。 最好是放在臥室裡， 如果發生火災可以馬上拿到， 如果沒發生火災還可以用來打小偷… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;（十） 一般的公共場所會有防煙面罩， 但是材質都是玻璃紙的那種， 當然又和塑膠袋沒兩樣， 有一種比較好的防煙面罩， 不僅防煙還防火， 而且長達15 分鐘， （我們研習的時候當場有請一位老師上去示範， 帶著面罩用火直接燒都沒感覺） 最好家裡可以購置…… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004093500948195070-1171678329784917340?l=hooish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/feeds/1171678329784917340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/1171678329784917340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/1171678329784917340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='消防觀念'/><author><name>hooish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792296910202298471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SRpikVW8ftI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jcWl0egUGTQ/S220/PA250261resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004093500948195070.post-4157149588723267214</id><published>2009-01-13T15:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:30:59.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='书海浮潜'/><title type='text'>A Place Called Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290696121701367634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SWxUF2SL_1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/zv8giXkb1hs/s320/SP_A0427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SWxUGP2KUcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/XYmEU1mpP2Q/s1600-h/SP_A0430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290696128563139010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SWxUGP2KUcI/AAAAAAAAAE4/XYmEU1mpP2Q/s320/SP_A0430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've heard of Cecelia Ahern's best-selling [PS, I love you](It has been made into a movie as well), but don't have the urge to take it off the shelves everytime I pass by it in bookshop. Perhaps i would never read any of her books in my life, only if i didn't found this pink-colored cover book lying on my desk on the first day at home. A quick glance over the cover and my eyes fixed upon a sentence :&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ever wondered where the lost things go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? It arouse my interest to read through the story, and I truly enjoyed reading it. The author indeed has a good imagination and amazing mind. She brings the readers into a world of missing people and missing things with a way of life that at first seems so hard to imagine but eventually you don’t want to leave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here's the description of [A Place Called Here] from Cecelia Ahern &lt;a href="http://www.cecelia-ahern.com/books/"&gt;official site&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"Since Sandy Shortt’s childhood classmate disappeared twenty years ago, Sandy has been obsessed with missing things. Finding becomes her goal- whether it’s the sock that vanished in the washing machine, the car keys she misplaced or the graver issue of finding the people who vanish from their lives. Sandy dedicates her life to finding these missing people, offering devastated families a flicker of hope. Jack Ruttle is one of those desperate people. It’s been a year since his brother Donal vanished into thin air. Thinking Sandy Shortt could well be the answer to his prayers, he embarks on a quest to find her. But when Sandy goes missing too, she stumbles upon the place - and people - she’s been looking for all her life. A world away from her loved ones and the home she ran from for so long, Sandy soon resorts to her old habit again, searching. Though this time, she is desperately trying to find her way home…"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The story goes by two sides, one of which Sandy struggles for a way out from "Here" with flashbacks from her life before she goes missing, another carried by Jack who tries to find her in the real world. The two sides of the story run well along side each other, enable the readers to put together the small amounts of information for a larger fantastic story. I found it hard to put the book down at all until the story unfolded before my eyes and i was amazed at the way things turned out. Perhaps I shall include the infamous [PS, I love you] in my must-get book list for the next book exhibition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004093500948195070-4157149588723267214?l=hooish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/feeds/4157149588723267214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2009/01/place-called-here.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/4157149588723267214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/4157149588723267214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2009/01/place-called-here.html' title='A Place Called Here'/><author><name>hooish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792296910202298471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SRpikVW8ftI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jcWl0egUGTQ/S220/PA250261resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SWxUF2SL_1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/zv8giXkb1hs/s72-c/SP_A0427.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004093500948195070.post-2152295347154751219</id><published>2008-12-23T16:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T20:57:01.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='自言自语'/><title type='text'>圣诞快乐</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;　那年你９岁，我７岁。你常常牵着我的小手，去附近的杂货店买巧可力糖。那种巧克力糖是我的最爱。香浓的巧克力，裹在五颜六色甜甜的糖衣里，有红的黄的蓝的青的橙的等等，一颗颗排列成８字形。而我喜欢把它当成眼镜在脸上比划着。你总是笑着摸摸我的头。你的笑容像是和熙的太阳。没有上课的午后，我们坐在篮球场的石凳子上，一边分享着巧克力糖，一边观看大哥哥大姐姐们打球，直到夕阳西下，才拖着长长的背影回家。&lt;br /&gt;　那年你１２岁，我１０岁。检定考试结束后，你骑着新买的脚踏车来找我，说要带我去一个很棒的地方。我们沿着通往村后的那一条小路前进，经过一间又一间飘送着黄昏饭菜香味的菜园屋，转进一条崎岖不平的泥路。泥路两旁都是齐人高的芒草，在清风吹拂下缓缓的左摇右摆。拐了个弯，眼前豁然开阔，一大片湖水映入眼帘。那是一个很大很大的废矿湖，有着蓝绿色的湖水。湖中央有几处因长年累月的淤泥积沙堆成的小岛，生长着葱绿的灌木，上面歇息着许多水鸟。湖边有三三两两的村民在钓鱼。午后的清风掠过平静的湖面，泛起阵阵涟漪，惊动了徘徊在湖面上的蜻蜓。你推着脚踏车，静静的和我一同伫立在湖边，陶醉在怡人的景色里，让风轻轻的拂在脸上，吹动着头发，衣袖，裙摆。直到夕阳染红了湖水，才依依不舍的离开。&lt;br /&gt;　那年你１６岁，我１４岁。我们就读于同一间国中，但课室却相隔两栋大楼。我最期待每学期家政课仅有的两堂烹饪实习。我总是很用心地依照老师的指示，弄出生平第一次亲手做的蛋糕甜甜圈燕菜布丁ｒｅｎｄａｎｇ鸡橙味炸鸡，然后在下课铃声响起时，迫不及待地捧着新鲜出炉的作品，去高年级的课室找你，让你品尝我的厨艺，也不管自己做的好不好吃。你还是像小时候一样笑着摸摸我的头，把便当盒揣在怀中。家政课不止有烹饪实习，也有木工实习。我对木工实习永远一筹莫展，木条无法锯成老师要的尺寸，钉子总是钉歪。上木工实习课时，你会假装不经意地路过木工室，趁着老师转身离开木工室，快速溜进来，卷起袖子接过我手中的锯子或铁槌，三两下就解决了我的难题，也顺道帮其他正在发愁的同学解围，再趁着老师快踏进木工室那一瞬间，在一片感激又欣赏的目光中离开。&lt;br /&gt;　那年你１８岁，我１６岁。你离开了村子去外坡念书。临行前我送你一只亲手编织的蜻蜓锁匙扣。你说你会把它扣在你的摩托车匙上，就像载着我穿梭在异乡的街道上。那时候手机是遥不可及的梦想，我们只靠书信联系彼此，偶尔才会通上一两通奢侈的长途电话。我总是一遍又一遍读着你的来信，看着你诙谐的漫画，分享着你在外生活的点点滴滴。蓦然发觉，自己是多么地想念着你。想念你阳光的笑容，想念你温暖的大手，想念和你一起度过的美好时光。曾经许诺的友情，在那一刻，渐渐起了变化。终于按捺不住，在一通电话里，我问你还当我是妹妹吗？你没有回答，只是饶有深意地说很快我就会知道答案了。那是一个飘着圣诞乐得12月。天使没有来报佳音，却把你给带走了。你的室友说不晓得为何那天下午你执意要骑车出去，要不然你也不会出事。你习佛多年的妈妈，悲伤地诉说，应该是天意吧你原本打算前天回家乡过节却因为临时有事情要办所以延后行程！我望着你的照片，你的笑容依旧灿烂，充满着朝气，不敢相信你已经永远睡去。我以为再也不会知道你的答案，直到收到那一张圣诞卡。信封上是我熟悉的你的字迹。拆开后，卡片的封面是一片白皑皑的雪地，一个胖胖的雪人正对着我笑弯弯。打开内页，耳边响起了“白色圣诞”。我的眼泪簌簌地往下落，落在衣襟上，卡片上，沾湿了你俊秀的字迹。那是你的答案， 只有区区8个字。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   “我喜欢你，圣诞快乐！”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004093500948195070-2152295347154751219?l=hooish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/feeds/2152295347154751219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_2466.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/2152295347154751219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/2152295347154751219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_2466.html' title='圣诞快乐'/><author><name>hooish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792296910202298471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SRpikVW8ftI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jcWl0egUGTQ/S220/PA250261resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004093500948195070.post-744496697481129258</id><published>2008-12-10T17:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:55:41.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='不吐不快'/><title type='text'>Attitude does matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was trying very hard to hold my laughter back after hearing those conversations. While i was in the queue for ordering in McD last Saturday, there's a lady behind me, dressed up in all branded clothes carrying a LV handbag. It was crowded because this McD located along the KL-Seremban and it was lunch hour. Moreover, the following Monday was Hari Raya Haji therefore quite a lot of people travelled back their hometown. Though it was crowded and the queue was long but there was only 2 counter for ordering. We waited and waited, patiently. I overheard the conversation between the LV bag lady with her family. I guess they are Singaporean from their accent. Then, the following incident supported my prediction. I was at the counter waiting to collect my food after i placed my order. The McD worker was a Malay guy. He asked the lady behind me for order, in Malay. The lady was blank at first, then she quickly placed her order in English. She was ordering Mcvalue set. Then the story began...&lt;br /&gt;"Besar atau sederhana?"&lt;br /&gt;"Huh?"&lt;br /&gt;"Besar atau sederhana?"&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to help so i butt in.&lt;br /&gt;"He is asking whether you'd like to have a medium or large Mcvalue set." I said.&lt;br /&gt;"There is only one size for Mcvalue set." The lady replied.&lt;br /&gt;'We have two sizes here." i replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Got two sizes meh?"She asked again.&lt;br /&gt;'There's only one size lar." She insisted.&lt;br /&gt;Then i kept quiet, trying so hard not to laugh or to say TNS. The long queue behind her started to make noise. Then the man behind her, spoke.&lt;br /&gt;"There might be only one size in Singapore but here is Malaysia."&lt;br /&gt;And the man is her husband.&lt;br /&gt;So she finally accepted that there were two sizes for Mcvalue set in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;I saw relief faces behind her, as everyone was trying to fill their empty stomach so eagerly.&lt;br /&gt;Do we need to be that particular?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the people from advance country do.&lt;br /&gt;Then on the way back, i stopped at the Restoren jejantas for a break. Andrew went to reload his touch-n-g0 while i was waiting in the car. There's no parking so i just parked at the roadside while waiting. Then i saw a Toyota Wish, slowed down beside my car. If you have been to the Restoren jejantas you may imagine the floor plan. At both sides are the parking, then the cars waiting (such as mine), park behind the cars in the car parks. So the middle lane is spacious for other cars to pass by. But this Toyota Wish, blocked the middle lane. At first i thought it was waiting for the carpark cos it's giving left signal. I was ready to remove my car if i blocked any cars coming out. But after 5 minutes, nothing happened. No car was coming out. The the cars behind the Toyota Wish were bypassing it carefully. There's room enough to fit a bus in front of my car for the Toyota Wish to park if it wanted to do so. But it prefer to stay in the middle and blocking every car. To my surprise, for every 10 cars passing by, only 2 honked at it. Then i started to praise how polite and patience our people have become. If the same situation happened in KL, or PJ, your mirror might break due to the nonstop high-pitch honking noise + uncountable middle fingers and f**ks. Suddenly the Toyota started to reverse. I wondered what it was trying to do then i saw there was a car coming out from the carpark at its right hand site about 2 cars away from it. Yes. It was trying to get that carpark. OMG! make sense lar please. This is one-way lane. There's long queue of cars behind it and it still wanted to reverse. Okay never mind u can do it if no car is waiting for the carpark. But actually, there's a car waiting for the parking, right behind it, giving the right hand signal. Furthermore, the Toyota was still giving the left-signal! I really beh tahan this driver's attitude. I looked through the windows, the driver was a man, with a lady besides him i guess his wife and somebody sitting at the back, i think his children. Of course, he failed to get the parking. Then he moved his car forward and stopped right in front of me which led me a chance to look at the car no plate. Not to my surprise, it started with a &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;. Perhaps the cars behind had lost their patience and started honking. Then only he drove away slowly. What a selfish driver!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004093500948195070-744496697481129258?l=hooish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/feeds/744496697481129258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2008/12/attitude-does-matter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/744496697481129258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/744496697481129258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2008/12/attitude-does-matter.html' title='Attitude does matter'/><author><name>hooish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792296910202298471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SRpikVW8ftI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jcWl0egUGTQ/S220/PA250261resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004093500948195070.post-2153499256504247843</id><published>2008-12-02T11:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:25:25.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='出去走走'/><title type='text'>火，熊熊的烧。</title><content type='html'>今天凌晨一时许，我还在看书，忽然听到一阵阵像是倒沙石，又像是玻璃破裂的声音。我还以为邻家进贼，往窗外看去，却没看到任何可疑人物。我心想可能是外面的大街在修路吧！可是这声音越来越响，我也开始嗅到烧焦味。再往窗外看去，天空隐约有火光。当时第一个念头，就想到失火了。我赶紧跑出门外探个究竟。只见对面的房子被火光映的通红，空气中弥漫着强烈的烧焦味。原来是对街的家私城失火了。熊熊大火吞噬着至少6间展列室，火光映红了凌晨的天空，伴随着滚滚浓烟。刚才听到的声音，原来是展列室的橱窗玻璃承受不了高温而破裂的声音。邻居们都聚集在路口议论纷纷，担心火势会蔓延到对街来。忽然有人说：“家私城隔壁不是有一个油站吗？会不会烧到那边呀？”大家更加忧心忡忡了。风势助长了火势的蔓延，转眼整列展列室便没入了火光之中。虽然隔了4个车道，我仍能感觉到大火所散发的高温。消防车陆续抵达。警察开始封路以便救火。面对这凶猛的火势，消防员那一道道水柱根本发挥不了任何作用，只能眼睁睁看着火舌狂舞。终于在烧完全部能烧的东西后（至少我是这么觉得），火势慢慢转弱了。此时消防员的水柱也发挥功效，努力的扑灭余火。短短的一个小时，整列展列室便成了废墟。幸好并没造成任何人命伤亡 （这也是听说的）。到现在想起这场骇人的火灾，仍然心有余悸。 &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275072266715975010" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004093500948195070-2153499256504247843?l=hooish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/feeds/2153499256504247843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/2153499256504247843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/2153499256504247843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='火，熊熊的烧。'/><author><name>hooish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792296910202298471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SRpikVW8ftI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jcWl0egUGTQ/S220/PA250261resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/STTSRy4ezWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KJtHx79pjGU/s72-c/PC020096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004093500948195070.post-6730509774323181783</id><published>2008-11-28T17:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T18:19:55.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='书海浮潜'/><title type='text'>找死的兔子</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SS-49X5fScI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ch84QCZ1zy8/s1600-h/SP_A0366crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273637053200812482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SS-49X5fScI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ch84QCZ1zy8/s320/SP_A0366crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;神智不清的兔子，活得不耐烦了，千方百计去寻死。自杀的方式标新立异，层出不穷，爆笑疯狂。 有故意拿弹弓射蜜蜂窝被蜜蜂蜇死的，有待在快断裂的尖锐的钟乳石下等死的，有躲在茶壶里等着被沸水烫死的，有把手镏弹绑在回力棒上的，有带剪刀去玩高空弹跳的。。。决对让你从忍悛不住到狂笑不止然后笑到上气不接下气！Andy Riley 这本原名&lt;the&gt; 《The Book of Bunny Suicides》的书，会让沮丧压抑的你，精神一振，通体舒畅，鸟气全消，捧腹大笑！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004093500948195070-6730509774323181783?l=hooish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/feeds/6730509774323181783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_668.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/6730509774323181783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/6730509774323181783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_668.html' title='找死的兔子'/><author><name>hooish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792296910202298471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SRpikVW8ftI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jcWl0egUGTQ/S220/PA250261resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SS-49X5fScI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ch84QCZ1zy8/s72-c/SP_A0366crop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004093500948195070.post-2642492654205707102</id><published>2008-11-28T16:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T17:02:52.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='自言自语'/><title type='text'>等</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SS-xjcxt1oI/AAAAAAAAACw/lG2gyNajfJw/s1600-h/P5140355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273628911252395650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SS-xjcxt1oI/AAAAAAAAACw/lG2gyNajfJw/s320/P5140355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;幸福&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;是相信一个人的美好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;美好&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;是无怨无悔的付出&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;付出&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;是寻找快乐的等待&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;等待&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;是一生最初的苍老 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004093500948195070-2642492654205707102?l=hooish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/feeds/2642492654205707102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/2642492654205707102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/2642492654205707102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_28.html' title='等'/><author><name>hooish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792296910202298471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SRpikVW8ftI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jcWl0egUGTQ/S220/PA250261resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SS-xjcxt1oI/AAAAAAAAACw/lG2gyNajfJw/s72-c/P5140355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004093500948195070.post-482855979318671264</id><published>2008-11-27T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:41:58.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='不吐不快'/><title type='text'>窗外有蓝天</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SS16n1xmwkI/AAAAAAAAACo/-8oRHR4V22I/s1600-h/PC040181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273005563589345858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SS16n1xmwkI/AAAAAAAAACo/-8oRHR4V22I/s320/PC040181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;踏出GSO 的大门，心情很低落。习惯性的抬头寻找一片蓝，却失望了。天空灰沉沉的，乌云密布，眼看就快下雨了。我加快脚步走向车子。才刚钻进车厢，雨就劈哩啪啦的落下来了。豆大的雨点打在车镜上，密密集集地渐渐汇成一道道的水迹。鼻头酸酸的，很努力克制着想哭的冲动。耳边响起了刚才的对话。&lt;br /&gt;“We have not yet received the renomination from your faculty. That’s why your thesis is not sent out.”&lt;br /&gt;“What? Do you mean that my thesis has been sitting on your desk for the past 5 months?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes.”&lt;br /&gt;原来我白等了5个月。&lt;br /&gt;“but my supervisor has submitted the new examiners list three months ago.”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know. We haven’t receive anything yet. I’m still waiting for the feedback from your faculty.”&lt;br /&gt;“Can anyone tell me what’s wrong now？My supervisor reassures me that she has sent the report, long long time ago. But you said you didn’t receive it. Has the letter gone missing? Or the bugs eat it up?”&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll check with your faculty again.”&lt;br /&gt;“when can I get the answer?”&lt;br /&gt;“………..”&lt;br /&gt;“can I have a date?”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not sure……..”&lt;br /&gt;“How long do I have to wait?”&lt;br /&gt;“…………….”&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll call you tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;“next week.”&lt;br /&gt;“Then I’ll call you next week.”&lt;br /&gt;有没有搞错？太离谱了吧！我可怜的论文经过漫长的5个月竟然还没被送出去批改。我到底得罪了谁嘛你们要这样对我？难道真的要我从交论文那一刻起就得天天拨打夺命追魂call你们才会把问题解决吗？都怪自己错信了人。都怪自己太大意了。&lt;br /&gt;“这不是你的错。相信别人是一种美德。”&lt;br /&gt;怎么会在最沮丧的时候想起你？&lt;br /&gt;“来嘛。。。笑一笑。。。别紧绷着脸，问题终会有解决的时候。”&lt;br /&gt;对。这种制度下产生的问题与人为的疏忽存在已久。我也不想再去追究谁该负责，只想要快点解决问题。&lt;br /&gt;“当你无法在相信别人时，就必须相信自己，”&lt;br /&gt;只能靠自己了。&lt;br /&gt;窗外的雨势渐渐转小，我把车开往学院的行政楼。在被人指上指下，如球般被踢来踢去后，终算有了点头绪。拨了通电话给指导教授，简略地说明了问题所在，也再度向她确认新的名单。她的反应比我还激烈。嘿！该生气的人是我吧！反而还得听她发牢骚。真的很无奈。&lt;br /&gt;“心情不好时，看看窗外吧！” 你曾经说过。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;走出行政楼，雨已停了。雨过天晴的天空，蓝得特别清澈。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004093500948195070-482855979318671264?l=hooish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/feeds/482855979318671264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/482855979318671264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/482855979318671264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_27.html' title='窗外有蓝天'/><author><name>hooish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792296910202298471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SRpikVW8ftI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jcWl0egUGTQ/S220/PA250261resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SS16n1xmwkI/AAAAAAAAACo/-8oRHR4V22I/s72-c/PC040181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004093500948195070.post-7452383273164257191</id><published>2008-11-18T17:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:25:21.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='自言自语'/><title type='text'>让我想一想</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SSKXMuIyHFI/AAAAAAAAACg/-DxubG-Am1I/s1600-h/P3280078crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269940758775995474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SSKXMuIyHFI/AAAAAAAAACg/-DxubG-Am1I/s320/P3280078crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;第N次的分手&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;我们重复说着&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;同样的语调&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;同样的表情&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;同样的理由&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;以为练习了N次&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;已经免疫&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;为什么眼泪还是掉了下来&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;心还是会痛？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9004093500948195070-7452383273164257191?l=hooish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/feeds/7452383273164257191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_18.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/7452383273164257191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9004093500948195070/posts/default/7452383273164257191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hooish.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_18.html' title='让我想一想'/><author><name>hooish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792296910202298471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SRpikVW8ftI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jcWl0egUGTQ/S220/PA250261resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SSKXMuIyHFI/AAAAAAAAACg/-DxubG-Am1I/s72-c/P3280078crop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004093500948195070.post-5027686158436249605</id><published>2008-11-15T13:38:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T16:04:58.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='出去走走'/><title type='text'>马克笔大对决</title><content type='html'>狂风暴雨的午后，赴了一场马克笔大对决。两大高手过招，没有金钟罩铁布衫，只有温馨的童话。能亲眼目睹久仰大名的抽屉小姐作画，已兴奋无比。没想到之后还能和诸位画家作家同台吃拉面，更有幸坐在抽屉的旁边，与她近距离接触! 最近的距离，只有2公分，在我的左手与她绘画的右 手之间，仿佛是一场梦！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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_5268770602503601602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SR5u8qU_fcI/AAAAAAAAABA/G6RWCg8ADrY/s320/PB140001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;大决斗现场&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268774734221709954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SR5ytKLWkoI/AAAAAAAAABI/op536oVGt48/s320/PB140005crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;两大高手一致的笑容&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268776840484929282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SR50nwnovwI/AAAAAAAAABQ/A-cTrdvgK0k/s320/PB140013crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 开始的时候是一片空百&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268781421315101826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SR54yZiqFII/AAAAAAAAACY/CrhvxuX9bts/s320/PB140025crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;半边人对决线条人。还有围观者。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268779068003092050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SR52paxWhlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1tljD1BWHnU/s320/PB140035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;还有架势不输两大高手的小画家。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268776852194349794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SR50ocPYUuI/AAAAAAAAABo/N9wKHXfpZvc/s320/PB140030crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;还有未来手提包设计家的独立人仕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SR52o9ylzsI/AAAAAAAAACA/hTRgyKwThJM/s1600-h/PB140049crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268779060223659714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SR52o9ylzsI/AAAAAAAAACA/hTRgyKwThJM/s320/PB140049crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 时间结束了还画得无法自拔的两人。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268779062792891090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SR52pHXJKtI/AAAAAAAAACI/SF61cTKL-XI/s320/PB140052crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;完成的作品&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268776847663108402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jOUsW73lc54/SR50oLXDETI/AAAAAAAAABg/58P-Ribho0s/s320/PB140022crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;右手拿笔，左手拿麦克风的龚万辉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; 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