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如有雷同，纯属巧合</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-5732731887838093320</id><published>2012-02-06T11:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T11:59:00.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><title type='text'>The Same Old Feeling</title><content type='html'>There are too many things going through my mind right now. Most of them are my philosophies, the rest are some unfinished business such as luggage packing, documents printing, and some uncertainties. There I am, hitting the keyboard, write down what I feel, expose the thoughts that freshly brewed from my brain, running away from the reality.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking is a very important intellectual activity that keep you alive (well, in certain circumstances it does). We think because we judge, we judge because we wanna know, we wanna know because we human are programmed to. We think, because we wanna know what is best for us, or others. One doesn't simply taking other advice, one has to think before taking others advice, regardless how good it is. Sometimes people just forget how important thinking is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People said that we have to let go, we have to forgive others, we have to calm down, we have to open our mind. We have to think before we do all that in order to make us a better person. With sufficient thoughts, it accumulates and contributes to 'experience'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read more, enrich your life, colour your mind, open your eyes, broaden your view, think differently, think about something that people usually don't think about. No one can grade your thoughts. In the end, what matters the most is that you tried to think. Subjective or insufficient thinking might lead to mistakes. For a wise person, it can be a valuable lesson in return. And that is what we call 'experience'. To reduce mistakes or making a wrong choice, one has to think more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still learning how to think better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;People like to draw attentions from other. Nothing is wrong with that provided that the actions you take to draw someone's attention are constructive and positive. I can't tell you how traumatic it is to my brain when I see someone draws attention by doing something idiotic and meaningless enough. I pretend I never see a thing but in fact, I am avoiding some unwanted negative responses like "So what this is my life..." or "Mind your own business asshole..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People then used to gain attentions and reputation by creating things, proving things, discovery and generate ideas. People now gain attentions by making their names into Guinness World Record by accomplishing some lame records like showing how many burgers he/she can eat in a row, how large a sushi can be made or changing hair style 7 times a week. The worst kind of attention whores (sorry, I can't think of a better word) treat people rudely and behave badly just to let someone notice their 'badassness'. That's just so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The truth is that, being 'badass' and drawing unnecessary attentions doesn't make you look 'cool'. From my point of view (certainly from many others too), such behaviors reveal how immature are you physically, and how insecure are you deep inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You don't have to show how special you are because everyone is special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;'The Same Old Feeling' the title goes. It is a strange and familiar feeling that I feel, a feeling that comprises many other feelings. Right now, I feel so excited (Amazing comeback from 3-0 by Manchester United against Chelsea), happy (going to Australia soon), sad (someone else is feeling sad), calm (nice music) etc etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Feelings interacts with thoughts (reasons, memory, facts...), giving you motives, which lead to behaviors. This can be very tiring and annoying progress if it seems endless. Just how I wish I could have Albus Dumbledore's Pensieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;30 Day Song Challenge - Day 18 - A Song That You Wish You Heard On The Radio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qgi3PkouMxs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is rare but I did get this song from radio few years back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-5732731887838093320?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/5732731887838093320/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=5732731887838093320' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5732731887838093320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5732731887838093320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2012/02/same-old-feeling.html' title='The Same Old Feeling'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qgi3PkouMxs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-4957070591462254601</id><published>2012-01-14T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T11:59:00.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Random Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Chinese New Year is getting nearer and nearer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the point. Point is, I miss my late grandma a lot. Sometimes I just couldn't get over how rude I was to her during certain occasion. I felt sorry. I felt sad. Nonetheless, I am very sure that she is someone forgiving and she definitely feels happy and be proud of who I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's something about me. If you know me well enough, you might notice that I am very 'old'. I like old things. I admit it, but I rather say that I don't like things that are too mainstream. I like something that is not usually liked by people, something people wouldn't easily impressed. I just like what people usually wouldn't notice. Another reason why I like what I like is that I feel great about it. The feeling is just cannot be described easily. I keep one principle in mind - I like things because I like them, I don't simply like things because people says it is nice. That explain why I love old songs more than the music they created today (not all new songs are bad, but most of them are bad. Good songs are hard to come by now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;People often think that old stuffs are not meant to be cool or trending. This is a very common fallacy. I wanna point out the fact that, old things evolved to what you have today. You have to acknowledge the existence, at least. The evolution of 'stuffs' can be seen everywhere: fashion, music, design, cars, film, etc etc. I came across a very meaningful quote just now.&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Nothing in music is stolen, just borrowed and made better or worse.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think this apply to everything we are having. Nothing gets any more true than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are the things that run through my mind now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9TslMp7lSU0/TxB-DthusdI/AAAAAAAAAnc/C02q_VjUmw4/s400/sergio_membrillas_02_Small.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697192130849452498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;30 Day Songs Challenge - Day 17 - A Song That You Hear Often On The Radio&lt;br /&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iEPTlhBmwRg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The frequency of the radios playing this song is insane, you couldn't imagine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-4957070591462254601?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/4957070591462254601/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=4957070591462254601' title='2 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/4957070591462254601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/4957070591462254601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2012/01/random-post.html' title='Random Post'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9TslMp7lSU0/TxB-DthusdI/AAAAAAAAAnc/C02q_VjUmw4/s72-c/sergio_membrillas_02_Small.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-40863670264184858</id><published>2012-01-10T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T21:15:00.632+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>The Lazy Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The lazy man is referred to me. Yes you're right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, the lazy man wanna skip all the gibberish. So here is it, 2012. While people are debating whether the Mayans predictions are true or not, I wanna clarify that I couldn't care less. All I know is that, 2012 is gonna be one hell of a year to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best thing I will be doing this year is participating Monash Campus exchange program. I am gonna be in Australia for one semester. For 20 years I've been living, finally, I am achieving my goal of studying abroad. And guess what, I am pretty excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;**********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;New year resolutions? I remember I made a few last year, however, I failed to accomplish all of the resolutions I made. Specifically speaking, I failed to sleep early. Funny thing is that, no one ever mentioned what to do if one failed his/her new year resolution. Should he/she continues what he/she failed, or making new resolutions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyhow, I am still gonna challenge myself for sleeping early. I am also made new resolutions that yet to be accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna get bulky, get some muscles, get toned up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am gonna stay healthier, sleep earlier (I have a hunch that I am still going to fail).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am gonna fall in love, and this time, deeper.&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna read a lot of books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not too much or too hard to do, lets see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am having this hospital attachment thing going. As I'd probably mentioned, the diagnostic lab that I am working at is quite small. Due to various reasons, there are not much tests to run, so basically I have nothing to do there. Instead of doing nothing, I read books, tons of books. So the books that I listed below are my recommendations. Take a look at these books when you're free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ve7DFczFRw/TwwiGAuC26I/AAAAAAAAAm4/a0clhKrOELg/s320/f3c10978.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695965115384519586" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcLg9e-sP14/Twwf_void1I/AAAAAAAAAms/DPRDf-7hLMY/s320/thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695962808695551826" style="text-align: left;color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Top: 放任心中的一百次流浪: Ambling to a Wayward Beat by 刘轩&lt;br /&gt;Bottom Clockwise: 木炭 by 倪匡, The Rules of Love by Richard Templar, The Da Vinci Code, The Lost Symbol, Deception Point by Dan Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am glad that I restart blogging again. Also, I am looking forward to Chinese New Year, and the day I depart to Melbourne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;30 Day Song Challenge - A Song That You Used To Love But Now You Hate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9dcVOmEQzKA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I loved it because it's funny. Now I totally hated these songs. It's nothing personal, just that I don't like rap and hip hop anymore...&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/519424520737118694-40863670264184858?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/40863670264184858/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=40863670264184858' title='8 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/40863670264184858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/40863670264184858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2012/01/lazy-man.html' title='The Lazy Man'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ve7DFczFRw/TwwiGAuC26I/AAAAAAAAAm4/a0clhKrOELg/s72-c/f3c10978.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-3276474062594401181</id><published>2011-12-10T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T11:59:00.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='回忆'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>随写</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;考完试了满久，但是始终没有feel想更新。和我熟的都知道周某我很需要feel来生活。其中也因为考完试后生活还蛮精彩的。首先是吃了很多好吃的食物。烤猪排骨，烤三层肉，进口猪肉。然后又去Chili's吃墨西哥餐。那个Fajitas的香味，到现在味蕾隐隐约约都还感觉到那阵香味。人家说吃很重要，也是一种享受。其实不只是这样，吃了一些好料，一切考试期间带来的郁闷和不快，一瞬间全都消失了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;考完试后回想起来，这个学期是很忙，但是我很享受。其实我还嫌这个学期过的太快了。今天就和阿Foo聊天聊到大学生活，结果才发现到我对自己在大学里的生活的记忆其实还蛮模糊的。怎么说呢？生活千篇一律，但偶尔会有很多趣事发生，有时还有惊喜。至于一些小细节和人物却不太记得了。那种感觉就像吃了冰淇淋的失忆症病人：嘴唇是很甜，喉咙不时传来阵阵香味，但就是想不起自己吃了什么...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;话说周某考完试了正在放假。其假期很短，才休息不久就开始进行短期的医院实习。我呆的那间医院啊，太乏味了。首先是那里的职员都不够专业，当然也不是全部。他们工作时不穿白袍，处理血液不穿手套。然后他们也不主动教我东西，也不太理睬我。而且沟通语言不同也是一个障碍。在那里我也学不到东西，算得来其实还很浪费时间。反正我不想呆在那里就是了。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;我要去澳洲。我要去看Uluru巨石。我要去看沙漠。我要看袋鼠。我要看树熊。我要看悉尼，我要看墨尔本。我要看黄金海岸。我要看大堡礁。我要看澳洲的大学。我要泡泡澳洲的美女。我要晒晒澳洲的太阳。我要喝喝澳洲的啤酒。我要吹吹澳洲的风。我要去澳洲。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我喜欢你，你也喜欢我，我们一起fall in love吧。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;以上那句话不完全是真的。相爱可以很简单，但是往往被周边很多避免不了的因素导致相爱变得很复杂。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;有时，我喜欢你，你不喜欢我。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;有时我喜欢你，你不喜欢我。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;有时我喜欢你，你喜欢我，我们不能在一起。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;但我喜欢你，你一定不能怪我。被人家喜欢，也不能怪人。这是基本规则。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;有时还蛮同情受害者。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;30 Day Song Challenge - Day 15 - A song that describes you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gY2ekm_krNU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was considering 'Superman' by Five For Fighting, but some how this is better. I want to be a better man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-3276474062594401181?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/3276474062594401181/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=3276474062594401181' title='6 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/3276474062594401181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/3276474062594401181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='随写'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/gY2ekm_krNU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-816597089124239485</id><published>2011-11-14T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T18:31:00.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='朋友'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='低落'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='大学'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心情'/><title type='text'>PEP - 'Post Exam Post' and not 'Phosphoenolpyruvate'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;DISCLAIMER: THIS IS A VERY CONFUSING POST. I TRIED TO CONVEY WHAT I FEEL AND I DON'T THINK I DID A GOOD JOB THIS TIME. SO READERS, DON'T JUDGE IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;Exam was over.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strange enough, when I finish my last paper, I did not feel a least bit of gratification. Finishing exam, just bringing me closer to goodbyes. I hate goodbyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even use any possible excuse to stay in campus, even my exam was over. Weird I know. I don't want to leave. Frankly, this semester was too short. This marked the half of my undergraduate life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moment I submitted my exchange application, I knew that I am so gonna miss a lot of things and action here in campus. Well it is just one semester. But many things can happen in one semester and I don't wanna miss it all. I will miss friends and family, I will miss many familiar faces, I will miss dancing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh, I want to run away. Lets face it, I know the day will come eventually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had a very good time in these few days. First, exam was over. I did feel relieved but it was not as awesome as I expected. Still, after exam we (Anson Jeffrey Yin Xian Eva Alina Yi Zheng Ah Chen Wendy and I) visited Yin Xian's house, ate Bak Kut Teh in Klang, ate some delicious food that looted from night market and spent a good evening talking about nonsense. Saying goodbye for that night was simple, and hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The next post-exam celebration spot was 1U. We had Chilis there and the Fajitas was AWESOME. And I grabbed two turtlenecks and a lattice patterned T-Shirt, unbelievable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Despite my struggle on deciding whether to go for exchange, I do want to fulfill my dream of study abroad. I want to feel something I never feel before. I want to experience new thing. This could be a golden chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hate having multiple feelings at one time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;30 Days Song Challenge - Day 14 - A Song That No One Would Expect You To Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qMxX-QOV9tI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Surprised ? Personally I am not really a fan of trendy music but this song is just so catchy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-816597089124239485?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/816597089124239485/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=816597089124239485' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/816597089124239485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/816597089124239485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/11/pep-post-exam-post-and-not.html' title='PEP - &apos;Post Exam Post&apos; and not &apos;Phosphoenolpyruvate&apos;'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qMxX-QOV9tI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-3233483250820849438</id><published>2011-10-24T11:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T11:59:00.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心情'/><title type='text'>Climax 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Climax&lt;/b&gt; - A period of time where all the big name assignments, quizzes and lab reports clumped together and the due date for all these fall within the same week and due dates are only 1 to 2 days apart. Usually, students in this climax period will suffer from heavy insomnia, stress, hormone imbalance, disruption of circadian rhythm and loss of body weight if stress persisted. Adapted from &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/05/climax.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I have 1 week to study before final exam and just 2 days before the final week, I had a physiology lab report, a literature review, and a cellular metabolism lab report that got to due in 1 week time. So that week was like hell. Well, at least all the assignments and reports for my first semester were done. I have no time to regret or worry about the grades of these past assignments and quizzes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have exactly 1 week to study everything in this semester before the final exam commences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a long time since the last time I update my blog. For those who anticipates my post, I am sorry. I was too busy to update my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did quite some stuffs during the M.I.A month. The highlight was that I participated the Dance &amp;amp; Dinner party that organized by Monash Dance Fushion Club. They certainly made me wanna dance more. So my tasks were to compete with other dancers in social class and to perform a self choreographed salsa dance with my partner and perform it on stage. It was a really cool experience and finally I knew how difficult it is to choreograph a dance. I like my dance a lot regardless the techniques and precision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sy0mfqqgHp8/TqREvdSzb3I/AAAAAAAAAlg/hk9wJAhOg3Q/s320/307765_10150343458140758_747220757_8116661_1070792381_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666729813246963570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favourite scene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Other than that, I went to had a appreciation dinner for my Cellular Metabolism lab demonstrator Yan Qi. She demands exceptional qualities in our lab report but I failed her every time, I guess. Nonetheless, we did enjoyed the dinner. It was the best pork rib that I had so far. The durian dessert was heaven like. It's pointless that I keep describing how nice it was, you should try it yourself. Restorant: Bellygood (Very good indeed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I feel sad when I saw people saying how boring is their life. Life isn't boring at all. Life is full of adventures and surprises, you just need to find the right way to live it and explore it. Stop complaining how boring is your life, instead, find a way to change it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Come on, learn something new, find some new interest, let something impresses you, open your mind and accept things. God gives you a brain and a body to learn and explore, not to stand in the same place to tell others how boring is your life. You choose your path, you choose your way to live. If you choose to stand on the same spot and complaining how dull is your life, you can choose to run away from the same spot. Life is unpredictable, you can get hurt if you run away, but you can create something magical too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I saw a very interesting quote from a friend yesterday. 'When life gives you lemons, get a tequila and make margarita'. I believe this phase tells a message that I want to convey, which is another quote of mine: Don't live your life alone, live your life with others. Creating, is another wonder of living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;30 Day Song Challenge - Day 13 - A Song That Is A Guilty Pleasure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KboCLgKIhTk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Why it's a 'guilty pleasure' ? It's because personally I don't really like club music, but somehow this song is very rhythmic, very hot, very sexy, and it is perfect for salsa dances. I selected this song for my salsa dance and it worked really well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-3233483250820849438?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/3233483250820849438/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=3233483250820849438' title='1 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/3233483250820849438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/3233483250820849438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/10/climax-20_24.html' title='Climax 2.0'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sy0mfqqgHp8/TqREvdSzb3I/AAAAAAAAAlg/hk9wJAhOg3Q/s72-c/307765_10150343458140758_747220757_8116661_1070792381_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-3944652939332950896</id><published>2011-09-09T11:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T11:59:00.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insane Stuffs'/><title type='text'>101 Things To Do Before Graduate In Monash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Monash University Sunway Campus is not a big university but there are many things that you can do before you graduate. That's for sure. Here's a list of 101 things you can do in Monash before graduate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Disclaimer: Some of these acts haven't been through trials yet, do it at your own risk =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Skip a lecture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Skip a tutorial/lab session&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Eating and drinking while having lecture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Sleep in the front row in the lecture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Fake some signature for your friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Lost something valuable in the campus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Tries all food in cafeteria no matter how bad they are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Sleep in the library&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Attend a lecture that you did not enrolled in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Having a party in the campus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Stay up very late in campus until the security guards ask you to leave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Stay over night in the campus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Finish your assignment few hours before the deadline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Literally run around the campus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Talk to someone you never talked to before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Smile to a stranger in Monash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. Be in MUSA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. Be a school representatative&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. Chat with Doctors and Professors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. Attending Monash Annual Ball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. Walk from the 1st floor to the 7th floor in building 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. Cheerleading in front of freshies and seniors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. Stay in library until it close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. Stay in library during the weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. Join a club&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. Sitting on different spots in the same lecture for the whole semester &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. Kiss someone in the campus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. Having shower in the staff lounge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. Step on the grass even it is against the rule&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. Making out in a tutorial room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31. Use every toilets in the campus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32. Know every name of your course mates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. Know every name of your lecturers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34. Say 'Hey' instead of 'Hi' or 'Good morning' or 'Good afternoon' to a doctor or a professor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35. Dine in the foyer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36. Do something in the Multifaith Center&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37. Stay in Women's room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;38. Use the library's photocopy machine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;39. Climb a tree in Monash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40. Rock climbing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;41. Counting how many hot girls/guys you see in a particular day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;42. Submit assignments after the due dates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;43. Jog around the car park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;44. Perform something with presence of the audience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;45. Participate in a cause or a campaign in Monash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;46. Sleep on the bean bags in the library&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;47. Do something awful and turned famous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;48. Walk out from a lecture and not returning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;49. Spoil something in the campus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;50. Have free food in the campus for the whole day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;51. Fall in love crazily to someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;52. Vote for student's election&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;53. Becoming a Buddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;54. Have lunch with different person for 5 days in a week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;55. Work on an experiment longer than 4 hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;56. Study in the sky bridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;57. Laugh out loud in the library&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;58. Submit your exam paper before the exam end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;59. Having alcoholic drinks and lards in the campus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;60. Go into the animal room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;61. Facebooking and tweeting during lectures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;62. Meet someone new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;63. Cheat during quizzes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;64. Swear in front of public&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;65. Finish a book that borrowed from the library on the same day you borrowing it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;66. Playing games in the library&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;67. Stay in the guard house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;68. Take photos around the campus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;69. Pluck a flower in the campus and give it to someone you adore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;70. Get a shot of yourself in the Monga Magazine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;71. Order food delivery service to Monash and have the meal there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;72. Throwing birthday party for your lecturer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;73. Having a lecture prank&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;74. Arrive in campus before 7am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;75. Joking around with your lecturers and tutors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;76. Participating a summer research project&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;77. Be a one day soloist (Sit alone, dine alone, walk alone etc etc...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;78. Sing a song loudly in the cafeteria or the foyer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;79. Wearing pajamas in the campus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;80. Climb over the gate instead of walk through it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;90. Recycle your paper if you accidentally misprinted your stuffs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;91. Playing hide and seek in the campus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;92. Lie on the grass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;93. Having food fight in the cafeteria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;94. Use the microphone in the lecture hall with the presence of your lecturer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;95. Having coffee during the exam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;96. Sit with a stranger in the cafeteria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;97. Stay in the sick bay or Mother's room for at least once&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;98. Cry in the campus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;99. Steal something from the campus (toilet papers, printing papers, chemicals...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;100. Learn some new skills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;101. Getting good grades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monashians can be really awesome indeed ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;30 Day Song Challenge - Day 12 - A Song From A Band You Hate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why bother listening to something that I hate ? So, I can't really come out with a video to share with. You can post a challenge to me if you want, and I shall post it in the next post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I really don't know how to end a post like this, so... See you in the next post I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-3944652939332950896?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/3944652939332950896/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=3944652939332950896' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/3944652939332950896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/3944652939332950896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/09/101-things-to-do-before-graduate-in.html' title='101 Things To Do Before Graduate In Monash'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-8171220707307258707</id><published>2011-09-02T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T11:59:00.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>'All In One' Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been so long since the last update, because I was pretty occupied last two weeks. What I completed last two weeks were two presentations, few assignments and reports, had some fun going out, and suffered intensively when I backed to my desk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...hours and hours I sat in front of my laptop. What I did was ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Start the music player...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...Open the assignment and relevant folder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Open Google Chrome...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...Facebook, switch songs, checking emails, blogspot, stalking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scopus, my.monash, Google Books, pdf...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...Type a few words, end text citation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Facebook, &lt;/span&gt;switch songs&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, checking emails, blogspot, stalking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...Grab my guitar, play a few riffs, put it back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Open the assignment and relevant folder...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;....and repeat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I thought I suffered a lot, until my friend told me that he has 2 assignments that due on Monday and he didn't even started doing it yet, and it's already Friday today. And it excludes midterm exams, current and upcoming lab reports.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yet, people suffers, just that what makes them suffers is different. Me ? Having 8 pages of experiment discussion to rush. The difficulty of it makes me suffer, the length it makes me suffer. A new guitar piece that I suppose to learn and play to my tutor on Sunday, I didn't even start looking at it yet. Quizzes and tests are coming, and I didn't even start my revisions yet. There's an upcoming cellular metabolism experiment that requires own designation of experiment, I didn't started the design yet. I love my university life, but I hate it when what I love turned to be my source of unhappiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am a very random person. I am a little bit crazy. I noticed that I change my favours and preferences sudden and quick, and these changes are usually drastic. However, still, there are something original that existed within this drastic changes. It's like a root of a tree or the ornithine carbon skeleton of citrulline. I like different things but I like things with classic touch. I don't like things because others like it, I like things because I like it. A beautiful thing that I like will always look beautiful no matter how, even I abandoned it for so long. It applies to everything I liked so far, including girls (the 'like' like, not the 'love' like). Anyway it's just a little something about me. This also explain why classic things caught me first before a modern or a popular one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I am so happy that I successfully played 'He's A Pirate' without referring to sheet music. Sungha Jung is way better, I meant his technique, not his version. Ohww, the gratification when I successfully tab a song in guitar solo by myself, who can understand ? The key is lowered though, but it can be perfected with a capo. Here's the video...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5c830f237330d087" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5c830f237330d087%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331146324%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B747B6AFEFF7F36CC8C70E76A10F3DD4C3AEDE7.57501951576780B24FABDA9EBE804B027E8A1DE0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5c830f237330d087%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfaDnolQvBVscLVFgJlZB8_M-JmM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5c830f237330d087%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331146324%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B747B6AFEFF7F36CC8C70E76A10F3DD4C3AEDE7.57501951576780B24FABDA9EBE804B027E8A1DE0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5c830f237330d087%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfaDnolQvBVscLVFgJlZB8_M-JmM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hmm, if only if I have better voice recording device and webcam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;30 Days Song Challenge - Day 10 - A song from your favourite band&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coldplay, ACDC, Gun N' Roses, Queen, Evanescence,  The Beatles, The Foo Fighters, Lifehouse, My Chemical Romance, The Fray, Maroon 5, Vertical Horizon, Oasis, The Corrs, Paramore etc etc... These are all the bands that should appear in a hardcore rock music lover, like me. All of them are my favourites, selecting one song from them to share here is quite tough. Still, I decided. 'Times Like These' by The Foo Fighters. The Foo Fighters is not so famous in main stream music, but what I admire about this band is the members, they are very versatile especially the front man Dave Grohl. He was the writer, the guitarist, the bassist, the drummer, the pianist the keyboardist when the band was formed before other members joined in. This is certainly one of the best song from them in my opinion. So, try this song, who knows you might like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fqtI4Bdw5FM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The world is a sad and miserable place, but love makes you survive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love what I write.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-8171220707307258707?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/8171220707307258707/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=8171220707307258707' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/8171220707307258707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/8171220707307258707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/09/all-in-one-post.html' title='&apos;All In One&apos; Post'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fqtI4Bdw5FM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-5241003971800928105</id><published>2011-08-13T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T11:59:00.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Random Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I climbed my way up to this height,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to seek for a chance to say hi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You never give me a chance to try,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you turn away without goodbyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every time you look away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;every time you fake your gaze,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;every time your eyes evade,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;these are all the pain you gave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smile, I gave you still,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;even I know you will never give me back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Faith, it keeps you real,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;even I know my heart will end up cracked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Out of millions I found none,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because you're my only one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall endure all the sores,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and to show you I'm yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got no life so far, because of the assignments and reports. I am too busy to share more now. I hate this feeling of stupidity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;30 Day Song Challenge - Day 9 - A song that makes you fall asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gydkNCJK6sw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This song has the magical effect of making me fall asleep, especially during the days in high school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-5241003971800928105?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/5241003971800928105/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=5241003971800928105' title='4 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5241003971800928105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5241003971800928105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/08/random-post.html' title='Random Post'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/gydkNCJK6sw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-5260027724566519176</id><published>2011-08-07T11:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T11:59:00.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Too Shy To Say Hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see you in the hallway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see you in the cafe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see you every single day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We see us and we walk away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All I need to do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is let my best smile flies to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All you need to react,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is curve your lips and smile me back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;'Hi' is the word,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;that connects our world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;'Hi' is the word,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;that connects our hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Our eyes ran away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;to somewhere else they gaze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I wish I could greet you 'hi',&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;god damn I am just too shy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The end of week two. The start of everything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gosh, the lab reports, assignments and quizzes are back! Many things need to be done before week five. I don't like big plans ahead of my life that aren't planned by myself. It makes me feel pressured. Still, whether I like it or not, this is the only way I can graduate. Frankly speaking, I don't know what to anticipate for in my second year in Monash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, generally, all subjects in this semester are rely on memory work. Cellular metabolism is quite a heavy subject. I was working on the first lab report of cellular metabolism and it already killed me. Anatomy is an interesting subject but revision is purely based on how good is your memory. Same thing goes with Physiology of human health. SCI2010 is quite bored though. On the other hand, I hope JPA accept my request and allows me to participate Monash intercampus exchange program. I want to go to Clayton campus next semester. Please god, please JPA, send me there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I like quotations. Few days ago, I written something and I found that it was quite meaningful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'Don't live your life alone. Live your life with others.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is quite similar with a Facebook status (which is also quoted from the picture) that I saw, coming with a very beautiful picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'Life is about the people you meet and the things you create with them.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DXVS2LzSc5c/Tj2PG0_WOhI/AAAAAAAAAkc/GdRftZRNjw8/s1600/284169_10150266750528911_813858910_7394928_768682_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DXVS2LzSc5c/Tj2PG0_WOhI/AAAAAAAAAkc/GdRftZRNjw8/s320/284169_10150266750528911_813858910_7394928_768682_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637819656004057618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I like every words on that board, I like it a lot. Every words are simple, and true. That's what I like about quotations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Living your life alone doesn't make your life interesting. Well, it can be, but it is way more interesting when you open your heart and open your eyes and share your world with others. Live your life with others. If everyone does that, it would be magical. I don't like to stuck in my own world, that's why I like many things and I keep on trying, so that I can experience others. Sometimes, it doesn't matter how  breathtaking is the view, sometimes, what matters the most is who is the person who watches the view with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;30 Day Song Challenge - Day 9 - A song that you can dance to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dG8giVJKQPI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can dance some basic cha-cha with this song. The first day when I learned Cha-Cha, I was hoping that someday I can dance with this song. Eventually I did. I also danced Rhumba with 'Penny Lover', Cha-Cha with 'Smooth' and currently I am doing Jive with one of my favourite dance song 'Mambo Number 5'. Dancing is fun, I wonder why some people don't like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-5260027724566519176?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/5260027724566519176/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=5260027724566519176' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5260027724566519176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5260027724566519176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/08/too-shy-to-say-hi.html' title='Too Shy To Say Hi'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DXVS2LzSc5c/Tj2PG0_WOhI/AAAAAAAAAkc/GdRftZRNjw8/s72-c/284169_10150266750528911_813858910_7394928_768682_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-4707424242597462184</id><published>2011-07-22T18:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T18:15:32.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insane Stuffs'/><title type='text'>The Feeling Where...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I had a very cool and satisfying Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I never expect we are gonna win anything but we did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I shouted very loud until I lost my voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was being a funny cheerleader in front of many people and some recognized me afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I literally ate something that catered by Monash that almost makes me puke and still I forced myself to finish it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I slept for two hours or so with weird dreams at night and wake up very early for an energy consuming telematch from morning to noon and without any breaks, continue with 2 hours of dance class in the evening before walking home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have four 8a.m. lectures from Monday to Thursday in this semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have a very crappy timetable but the timetable is way better than others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am extremely reluctant to start a new semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am extremely reluctant to say goodbye to my old friends that will leave me and study abroad for very long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I forget what am I gonna do but I can't remember it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am imitated by someone who always imitates the others and I am irritated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am suffocated because I don't have enough space and distance for myself, including the minimal space for you to stretch your arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am told that our chief Buddy (2 times best chief Buddy award winner) might not wanna be a buddy anyore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I forgot the cha-cha steps and made many funny mistakes and LOL in a dance class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am again, experienced another clueless coincidence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I saw pretty chicks smiling at me and it makes me perspire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am wanting something so badly and working hard on it and knowing the results cannot be guaranteed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I see my favourite electric guitar and my heartbeats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I watched Harry Potter Finale and Transformer before semester starts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I failed to sleep well again and again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wonder whether should I go for School Representative's election in the campus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I broke my mummy's heart accidentally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I miss my brother and my grandmother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling that I felt when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wrote this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;30 Day Song Challenge - Day 8 - A song that you know all the words to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Is the 'words' referring to the 'lyric' ? If it does, then the song I wanted to post is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BCT4wRJhPlw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/s8QYxmpuyxg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-4707424242597462184?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/4707424242597462184/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=4707424242597462184' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/4707424242597462184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/4707424242597462184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/07/feeling-where.html' title='The Feeling Where...'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/BCT4wRJhPlw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-7614870157052277410</id><published>2011-07-18T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T11:59:00.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>I Couldn't Sleep</title><content type='html'>It's 5a.m. in the morning. I was lying on the bed, with the same posture, looking at the same ceiling, thinking about the same thing, exactly like what happened on the day right before the exam. Chaos was the state of my mind, neurons hustled back and forth, generating miseries and brewing emotions. It's not easy to be strong. I couldn't sleep.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Men can never get enough for themselves and they know what they want or what the thing that went missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day, I realized something's I missed something very important. Something that I heard of and rarely experienced it personally by myself. It's something very special and priceless that you have to find it yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to live with regrets. I want it to colour my life. But I don't know how to find it. I had missed too much chances and lost too much thing in my life so far, I can't afford to lost more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worse case of insomnia is that you are exhausted mentally and physically yet you can't even close your eyes when you are lying on your bed. Sometimes it's not that I don't want to sleep early. Knowing that I can't get a good sleep (because I always think of nonsense before I sleep, not to mention some sad dreams and frequent nightmares recently), eventually I lost my guts just to sleep. That's why I never sleep on schedule anymore, I sleep when I am really really tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;30 Day Song Challenge - Day 7 - The song that reminds me of an event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Bw3tYiAFVfg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Original singer is from Five For Fighting. Boyce Avenue did a very good cover. That's why I say electric guitar can be very sexy. I choose this song to reminds me of some unpleasant events that happened on me and I don't think I need to share it here. I love the phrase 'Even heroes have the right to bleed'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of which...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nRWz6H8pJpg/TiNlSDPbeGI/AAAAAAAAAjA/nwr8y6IgciU/s1600/ENSEBCH1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 106px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nRWz6H8pJpg/TiNlSDPbeGI/AAAAAAAAAjA/nwr8y6IgciU/s320/ENSEBCH1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630455319925323874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-faH2yuZqr7U/TiNlR_JZcyI/AAAAAAAAAi4/RaNiP_ao7TI/s1600/ENSWCCH4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-faH2yuZqr7U/TiNlR_JZcyI/AAAAAAAAAi4/RaNiP_ao7TI/s320/ENSWCCH4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630455318826283810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which colour would you choose given all other specs are equal ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-7614870157052277410?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/7614870157052277410/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=7614870157052277410' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/7614870157052277410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/7614870157052277410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-couldnt-sleep.html' title='I Couldn&apos;t Sleep'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Bw3tYiAFVfg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-9129655069424737981</id><published>2011-07-11T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:59:00.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='低落'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='大学'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='音乐'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='爱情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>随写</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;成绩出了，全部都是差一点点就...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;蝴蝶效应一点都没有错。可能因为少读一面笔记，少上一堂课，少些一些答案，结果就连贯性地影响考试的状态，之后就影响总成绩。失去的分数都可能是因为quiz啊assignment做得不够好之类的。然后这些丢掉的分数堆下堆下就累计成更多大考的分数被丢掉。雪球效应啊！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;有些东西真的很难去控制。做不到就是做不到，不习惯就是不习惯。&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这次假期的时间实在是太短了。连和朋友去gathering玩玩的机会也没有。不到两个月内全部人又再次分开。一个两个全部都将飞到几千公里外，一飞就是飞三两年。有时不是自己不想去gather，而是要躲开gather之后的emo。其实是很郁闷一下的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;前阵子很多我的朋友都满emo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;的，都是因为感情和朋友的问题。然后基于他们emo带来的震波搞到我喜欢上剧情片和爱情片。结果在朋友介绍之下看了一套很不错的爱情片：500 Days Of Summer。本来以为剧情会很闷，结果是自己低估了这部电影。这部电影周某举起双手拇指强力推介。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9rubnnBToWM/Thnwp5mvhKI/AAAAAAAAAic/DGbl_kGxjWg/s320/500-days-of-summer-uk-promo.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627793812004766882" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;故事是讲述一个男生喜欢上一个不相信爱情的女生。结果女生某一天相信了爱情但是却喜欢上另一个男生，还结了婚。故事是很简单，很老掉牙，但故事带来的讯息真的很有意思。感觉真的很重要，因为感觉让你知道你是否真的喜欢某某人，或者是某某人是否喜欢你。没有感觉，再多的强迫和改变也可能只带来更多的伤害。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;之前的帖子留言有网友提到：People fall in love with somebody without a reason too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这个'Without the reason'很可能就是感觉。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;如果说一个人觉得孤单寂寞会减寿的话，我早就已经投了几胎，呵呵。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;最近发现到很多好歌，前几天有一段时间只是无所事事地在电脑的主页玩滑鼠，然后耳机里播着精选好歌，什么都没有做。也不知道为什么，自己也喜欢上爵士音乐。有位朋友说的好：你可以不喜欢某种音乐，但是你不可以不喜欢音乐。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;还有，我物色到了一把电吉他。价钱合理，也在预算里面。这个是下一个目标。电话可以不要换，电脑可以不要修，吉他不可不要买。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9Pwal_sCWg/Thn0sBbE_dI/AAAAAAAAAis/jDZcjt0m8kQ/s1600/737518be-f3de-49d3-a9a5-44878d487477.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9Pwal_sCWg/Thn0sBbE_dI/AAAAAAAAAis/jDZcjt0m8kQ/s320/737518be-f3de-49d3-a9a5-44878d487477.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627798246509575634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;我要叫他“小黑”。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;30 Day Song Challenge - Day 6 - A song that reminds you of somewhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dWGg_bV4T6M" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Penny Lover给我想到的就是Monash Audi 2，这首歌是我第一次跳伦巴的歌。Audi 2 就是表演的地方。第一次的经验，要忘记也很难。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-9129655069424737981?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/9129655069424737981/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=9129655069424737981' title='1 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/9129655069424737981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/9129655069424737981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='随写'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9rubnnBToWM/Thnwp5mvhKI/AAAAAAAAAic/DGbl_kGxjWg/s72-c/500-days-of-summer-uk-promo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-8225185816683563888</id><published>2011-07-03T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T11:59:00.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><title type='text'>Another Story About Frog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's a cardiac arrest-inducing prank that performed by the frogs that locate around my house during the rainy days - they like to stay overnight inside my shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(There's a frog in my boots. LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I still remember the reaction I got when I found a frog in my shoe for the first time. It was a school day, in the morning, around 7a.m, few years back. As usual, I put my foot into the shoe and my foot felt something very odd because it's like the size of the shoe had shrunk, not to mention the disgustingly cold and jelly-like sensation that felt by my foot. As a response, I took off my shoe and check it out. I yelled so loud as I was given the last chance to yell out loud before god take my voice away. And that wakes my family members up. It happened on me for countless times in my high school life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After that incident, every time when I am going to wear some shoes, I will ask my brother to inspect the shoe for frogs before I wear them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yesterday night I was wearing my sport shoes and I left foot felt very uncomfortable, it was the exact 'the-shoe-size-is-shrunk' feeling. Somewhere in my brain told me that be prepared, because there might be a stupid frog in my shoe. But still, I am too scared to check it out myself, so I asked my friend. And he pick up my shoe, look into it, and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'Doink' (Of course it's just the sound effect...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A black coloured toad jump out from my shoe. I was like 2 meters away from the frog and I screamed out very loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Look, I've not placing any of my shoes at home for like 2 years already yet the frogs are still remembering the scent of my feet, so as my shoes. I really don't understand why the frogs and toads like my shoes so much. They never stay in my brother's or my dad's shoes before. They only stay in my shoes. Only my shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seriously, I don't like frogs sleeping in my shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;30 Day Song Challenge - Day 5 - A song that reminds you of someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5anLPw0Efmo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think no other songs suit the title better than this. I like many phrases from the lyric of this song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'There's just too much the time cannot erase.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-8225185816683563888?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/8225185816683563888/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=8225185816683563888' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/8225185816683563888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/8225185816683563888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/07/another-story-about-frog.html' title='Another Story About Frog'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5anLPw0Efmo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-679224388129408165</id><published>2011-07-01T11:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T02:47:10.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Changing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;Sometimes people hates you because of:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. No reason. (Yes, people like this still exist)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. You annoyed him/her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Genetics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. You have a disease that can make everyone ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. You kill his/her family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. You killed his/her pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. The world is gonna end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. You, because you are being you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. He/She is misanthropic, he/she hates everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. You hate them first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes it happens. People hates you. You are not born to be loved or trusted by everyone, it requires time and indirect self-promotion: why you deserve the trust and love from people. Even so, people might still hate you. This is how the world works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things have to change for not being hate by someone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. The one who hates you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing yourself is hard, change the person who hates you is harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But always try to keep one thing in mine: always trust your instincts and always ask yourself what did you do wrong. Trusting yourself and asking yourself is helpful in REMINDING you that you are changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe hatred can be last forever. People changes to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Recently I've been listening to some rock music, just like what I did when I was in high school. Red Hot Chili Peppers, Foo Fighters, My Chemical Romance, The Killers, Oasis, Muse, etc etc... I find that vintage electric guitars are really cool. I am so gonna save up some money to buy one. So here's the 5 guitars with reasonable price that I found. Pretty babes aren't they ? Not to mention how nice is the tone yet. I almost salivate when I saw them. Makes me think of Pavlov's experiment on classical conditioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BzR7SIVP9w/Tgza4vHfMOI/AAAAAAAAAhk/d3IK3a7K9lg/s1600/Gibson%2BLes%2BPaul%2BStudio%2BPro%2BFaded.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BzR7SIVP9w/Tgza4vHfMOI/AAAAAAAAAhk/d3IK3a7K9lg/s320/Gibson%2BLes%2BPaul%2BStudio%2BPro%2BFaded.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624110702934307042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gibson Les Paul Studio Pro Faded Worn Cherry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jjxL1FDkMvc/Tgza4DVndAI/AAAAAAAAAhc/gx8b4dS3bpg/s1600/Gibson%2BLes%2BPaul%2BStudio%2BFaded%2BWorn%2BCherry.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jjxL1FDkMvc/Tgza4DVndAI/AAAAAAAAAhc/gx8b4dS3bpg/s320/Gibson%2BLes%2BPaul%2BStudio%2BFaded%2BWorn%2BCherry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624110691182408706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gibson Les Paul Studio Faded Worn Cherry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f2aqlSEEK3A/Tgza3ujuzyI/AAAAAAAAAhU/or1nV4eNA8Q/s1600/Gibson%2BLes%2BPaul%2BStudio%2B60%2527s%2BTribute.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f2aqlSEEK3A/Tgza3ujuzyI/AAAAAAAAAhU/or1nV4eNA8Q/s320/Gibson%2BLes%2BPaul%2BStudio%2B60%2527s%2BTribute.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624110685604466466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gibson Les Paul Studio 60's Tribute Goldtop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fZXHQeZkIME/Tgza3sDHKpI/AAAAAAAAAhM/vLfYSMGteFo/s1600/Gibson%2BLes%2BPaul%2BRaw%2BPower%2BGoldtop.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fZXHQeZkIME/Tgza3sDHKpI/AAAAAAAAAhM/vLfYSMGteFo/s320/Gibson%2BLes%2BPaul%2BRaw%2BPower%2BGoldtop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624110684930779794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gibson Les Paul Raw Power Goldtop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wd-gZLKoBmQ/Tgza3QascbI/AAAAAAAAAhE/jVzu69_6iFc/s1600/Gbson%2BLes%2BPaul%2BJunior%2BSatin%2BCherry.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wd-gZLKoBmQ/Tgza3QascbI/AAAAAAAAAhE/jVzu69_6iFc/s320/Gbson%2BLes%2BPaul%2BJunior%2BSatin%2BCherry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624110677513499058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gibson Les Paul Junior Satin Cherry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ohhwww, they are just so pretty aren't they ? Birthday present, Christmas Present, or Graduation present ? We shall see, how much god loves me or how much I love myself. Getting myself one of these babes is one of the thing to be done to fulfill my life. Which one is nicer ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only if I can get one of these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;30 Day Song Challenge - Day 4 - A Song That Makes You Sad&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;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NahS_qrW7Bo" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're My Everything by Santa Esmeraida. I think this song does make me sad when I listen to it. Mainly because of the lyric and tone of this song. This is quite a song for Rhumba dance too. Feel free to sadden yourself with this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music has a genre, has its key, has its beat, has its tone, has its story, but music doesn't has an age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-679224388129408165?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/679224388129408165/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=679224388129408165' title='2 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/679224388129408165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/679224388129408165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/07/changing.html' title='Changing'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BzR7SIVP9w/Tgza4vHfMOI/AAAAAAAAAhk/d3IK3a7K9lg/s72-c/Gibson%2BLes%2BPaul%2BStudio%2BPro%2BFaded.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-5120530839873575707</id><published>2011-06-25T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T10:55:00.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insane Stuffs'/><title type='text'>The Imperfection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The eyes of you are glistening,&lt;br /&gt;like the bright stars in the evening sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eyes of you are too, captivating,&lt;br /&gt;like the lovely moon in a starry night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lips of you are rosy and pouty,&lt;br /&gt;way lot better than Knightley's and Jolie's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ponytail of you is mesmerizing,&lt;br /&gt;the side swept fringe of you is hypnotizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile of you is anomalously sweet,&lt;br /&gt;beyond syrup, honey and Hershey's Kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exquisiteness of you is ineffable,&lt;br /&gt;the pulchritudinous of you is inexpressible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ambrosial features of yours combine,&lt;br /&gt;take my breath away when you're nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfection is what it seems,&lt;br /&gt;imperfection lies within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the flaw you might ask,&lt;br /&gt;I can see us but you can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Relax everyone, it's just some random verse that I try to write when I am free, words and phrases just pop out every time I am exposed to certain stimuli. Thanks to a friend of mine who influenced me to write phrases and verses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am. Not really having those typical 'Post Exam Excitement'. In fact there are not much differences compare to those days before the exam starts. The only difference is that I do not need glue my poor eyes on notes and texts. Other than that, everything else remained the same. I am still staying up late, I am still having insomnia when I attempted to sleep early, I am still worrying about many things, I am still thinking too much about nonsense. I am lifeless, and I don't want to be lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like myself of thinking and worrying too much, really. It's really disturbing when some stupid thoughts about stupid stuffs pop out in your brain you are free. The sad thing is that I am unable to control myself from worrying too much. Sometimes I really wish that I can temporarily blank my mind from everything except basic metabolic functions so that I can be free of worrying about stuffs. Luckily I found three things that can take me away from the real world: Sports, dancing and playing my guitars. I feel very secured when I am doing these activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;30 Day Song Challenge - Day 3 - A Song That Makes You Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SzlpTRNIAvc" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's quite tough to decide between this song and the Glee's version of 'Over The Rainbow'. But still I decided to put this, since the title itself already makes me feel very good, not mentioning the funky beats of this song yet. This song is really cheerful and it makes me smile in the heart every time I listen to it. Do enjoy it.&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/519424520737118694-5120530839873575707?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/5120530839873575707/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=5120530839873575707' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5120530839873575707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5120530839873575707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/06/imperfection.html' title='The Imperfection'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/SzlpTRNIAvc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-3503106362384307800</id><published>2011-06-22T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T10:30:01.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='大学'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='音乐'/><title type='text'>开始的结束</title><content type='html'>开始的结束：换句话说就是大学第一年的结束。周某不再是大学新鲜人了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真该死，这个学期挨生挨死，换来只不过是两个星期的假期。气还没喘过来已经有莫名的恐惧渗透神经了。想到下学期的Report和Assignment背后突然间凉凉的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;“耶！今天考完试咯！飞啊飞啊飞啊！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早两三年可能我会有这种想法，考完试后其它的都是假的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;考完试之后就吃了一餐好的，然后买了一杯Starbucks的Frap Frap宠宠自己。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xB5UMHoo-r4/TgEKHLJPHPI/AAAAAAAAAfU/UW2b-_sK8L8/s1600/IMAG0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xB5UMHoo-r4/TgEKHLJPHPI/AAAAAAAAAfU/UW2b-_sK8L8/s320/IMAG0114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620784928301980914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frap Frap - Frappuccino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在嘛？考完试没有什么特别，也没有很特别轻松，也没有什么计划，只是想休息一下就好了。结果吃完晚餐后回到家就一直弹吉他，弹了至少一个小时。心里什么也没有想，脑袋是空的。就很像电影里的英雄经历了涟漪之后满身伤却很冷静地喝酒那样。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再加上最近迷上了一首歌。歌词是很普通，但是我很喜欢吉他的旋律。我也在facebook山链接了至少三次。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;噹噹噹！是Train的Marry Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ghZt2cILcCU" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听了之后我就不停的把那个旋律弹出来。对不起，实在是太好听了，不能自己。你们得空就欣赏一下啦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;考试时最糟糕的情况不是遇到难题，而是开始前几分钟发现到钱包不见。听起来是不是很刺激？对，就是这么刺激。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;前几天才跟朋友讲到以后的某一天我要跟我的孙子们讲他们的阿公是没有不见过钱包的。结果昨天在考试前要拿学生证时才发现钱包不见了。当时内心很他X的着急，根本无法专心考试。考试时一直想着万一被坏人捡掉的话怎么办。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心里也想：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........好吧，速战速绝，尽量飞，一个小时做完它，反正Bio很难肥佬的。不飞的话，捡到的人可能在一个小时内解决掉我户口的存款。户口被解决掉的话，到时不小心肥佬掉都没有钱重考。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........快快飞完，然后去MUSA Lounge找找。没有就要报警了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........警局在Taipan。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（手拿这笔，头一直摇...）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........拜托，不要拿掉ATM卡，拿钱包里面的钱就好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（五分钟后，眼睛第N次重读同样的题目...）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........五天内可以不可以搞定IC和ATM卡？里面还有什么重要的吗？驾照怎么办？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心里很乱，考场又很冷。结果在种种压力下我成功在一个小时多内飞完那张考卷（也托Senior的福，她给的Past Year非常有帮助...）然后以小跑的速度跑去MUSA Lounge问问。半路时电话响了，被通知说我的钱包被熟人的朋友找到了，叫我去领取。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大一最后的考试真的很“草草”就结束了。为了找钱包，连答案也不检查。这种精神折磨一点也不好玩。我也不知道自己犯了什么错惹到老天爷在我考试前开这种玩笑，搞到考试后也要飚冷汗。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;至于考到如何嘛，考了就算了，其他的就由命吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Day Song Challenge - Day 2 - Your Least Favourite Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GJzF7H2e3Tw" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很讨厌很讨厌这首歌。没有很好听的歌声，没有很好听的旋律，没有很特别的歌词，没有头没有尾。噪音污染。一文不值。很烂很烂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是least favourite，而是the song that I hate the most。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; 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text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="color:black;"&gt;心痛，可以把你在最强烈的麻醉下痛醒。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="color:black;"&gt;心痛，让你觉得你吸进的每一口气都带着刺荆。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="color:black;"&gt;现在我知道心痛，是很痛的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="color:black;"&gt;我知道事实，可我不想知道答案，因为知道答案会很痛...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;我的心很痛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="color:black;"&gt;（哎，你们不要想太多，读读就好&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="color:black;"&gt;）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;最近这两年的考试前都有事情发生，生小病啊，失眠等等。今年发生的事比较残酷，事情虽小，但是带来的打击可不小，导致我连续几晚都没有睡觉。其中两个考试的前夕是真的完全通宵。救我，我忘了如何睡觉。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;不只是这样，痛苦的是那些要读的东西多的要死。我算过了，如果把这个学期的笔记磨成粉档咖啡粉泡来喝的话，以每天两杯的频率来和的话至少要喝三四个月才能喝完。如果说笔记磨成粉泡来喝了就会记得，那么我干脆泡来喝掉算了。备要点的过程真的很要命。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;这个世界真的是太美丽了。不只是大自然美，也不只是有帅哥美女，而是有很多很多的知识，每一门都是由前辈累计下来的。更美的东西是巧合。前几天复习心理学时，其中有读到一篇文章，解释说世上很多事情就是那么巧，只是巧合频率太高时，正常人会把巧合当成是某种被操纵的因素。可惜很多人不相信巧合。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;太深了，我的额头也闷得飙汗。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;现在已经二十岁了，还有很多东西都还没完成呢，书页还没读完，但是脑子里已经把白日梦里的大纲翻译成计划了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;在我有生之年，我很想要完成几样东西：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;（一）旅行。没有多大要求，没有说要环游世界，没有说要把我的足迹步遍全球每个角落，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;没有说一定要法国西班牙美国。不要旅行团，只跟自己另一半，没有目标，尝试即兴的路途和日程。即兴，是一种生活方式。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;（二）吉他。收集很多多吉他。吉他的结构太美了。有些甚至物价，因为有些吉他全世界只有几把。你不需要懂得玩吉他才看到吉他的美。就像人一样，每把吉他都不同。可惜不太实际，因为能被用来收集的吉他价钱不菲。十把复古的吉他的价钱就可以买一件半独立式的房子了。再看吧，说不定会中马票。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; font-family: arial; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DekPEtRFVI4/TfpkRdjFQdI/AAAAAAAAAd0/2O-U_cGiths/s1600/LPTDEBCB1-Finish-Shot.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8tMcWyFfIsE/TfpkRusMz4I/AAAAAAAAAd8/upABYUvOt-4/s1600/LPR8PVOWCNH1-finish-shot.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8tMcWyFfIsE/TfpkRusMz4I/AAAAAAAAAd8/upABYUvOt-4/s320/LPR8PVOWCNH1-finish-shot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618913740852088706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qGQMCAClyhE/TfpmjyGRL9I/AAAAAAAAAe8/VioUREUcXgM/s1600/0138802306_frt_wmd_001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 105px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qGQMCAClyhE/TfpmjyGRL9I/AAAAAAAAAe8/VioUREUcXgM/s320/0138802306_frt_wmd_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618916250027634642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SID170f4_3Y/Tfpmj9rYh9I/AAAAAAAAAe0/3AInFiNW-qE/s1600/99ffb265-8cad-4720-a1cc-469d473540ea.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SID170f4_3Y/Tfpmj9rYh9I/AAAAAAAAAe0/3AInFiNW-qE/s320/99ffb265-8cad-4720-a1cc-469d473540ea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618916253136095186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQEmnfgv39k/Tfpmjb6-JnI/AAAAAAAAAes/iG8lE2oP_Js/s1600/f255999e-6969-4069-8226-79b6975290bf.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQEmnfgv39k/Tfpmjb6-JnI/AAAAAAAAAes/iG8lE2oP_Js/s320/f255999e-6969-4069-8226-79b6975290bf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618916244074669682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hoqlKBWn9dc/Tfpmi5aN9tI/AAAAAAAAAec/I8BGwLEP8Qg/s1600/USCR7LNNH1-Finish-Shot.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hoqlKBWn9dc/Tfpmi5aN9tI/AAAAAAAAAec/I8BGwLEP8Qg/s320/USCR7LNNH1-Finish-Shot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618916234810488530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;是很美嘛？这五把的价钱购买一辆国产车了...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;（三）咖啡。不只是要懂得喝。咖啡从买到泡到喝都是一门知识，可惜我就是还没有机会接触到。咖啡机，有生之年一定要买一个。狂一点的白日梦嘛？买下南美洲的小咖啡园有怎么说呢？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;其实啊，周某我还有很多很多东西想要尝试叻！比如说跳伞，打Band，不停地开车，还要学很多很多东西。可惜我只剩下最多五六十年的时间去完成。话说得好，最美的还是白日梦。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;30 Day Song Challenge: Day 1 - Your Favourite Song&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;我听歌当饭吃的，要我选一首Favourite还真的不太容易。想了一下，就Fly Me To The Moon吧。为什么喜欢这首呢？歌词的关系吧，很佩服作词的那个家伙。Frank Sinatra的版本很不错，钟嘉欣的也不差，但是我还是比较喜欢Olivia Ong的。大家欣赏欣赏。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xbwsyInfDMk" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-5462336773134305992?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/5462336773134305992/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=5462336773134305992' title='4 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5462336773134305992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5462336773134305992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_17.html' title='随写'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8tMcWyFfIsE/TfpkRusMz4I/AAAAAAAAAd8/upABYUvOt-4/s72-c/LPR8PVOWCNH1-finish-shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-9149028948276430455</id><published>2011-05-31T07:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T07:30:00.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insane Stuffs'/><title type='text'>The Free Verse Of An Insomniac</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It happens in the night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where the wicked loneliness strikes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It stays deep in my soul,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wanders around and never goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emptiness, sleeplessness and sorrow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are the scourges the lone bestows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;For tonight I wonder,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Where will all my good friends be ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Are they gradually leaving me ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For tonight I wonder,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How exquisite is your face ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or how your honeyed-smile shall taste ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For tonight I wonder,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will you feel me tomorrow ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alas only god will know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I reasoned and I thought,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time fleeted and came the dawn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There goes the closing of my eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So as the closing of my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soon when I wake up from the snooze,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Breakfast will be lecture notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-9149028948276430455?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/9149028948276430455/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=9149028948276430455' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/9149028948276430455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/9149028948276430455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/05/free-verse-of-insomniac.html' title='The Free Verse Of An Insomniac'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-7841812725392327954</id><published>2011-05-16T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T17:30:00.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Climax</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I only have 24 hours per day. Time management is not like dividing a round shaped pizza where everyone can get a piece of pizza that has the same size with the others. We should (I hope I do) divide our time based on work priority. Cut the crap, I am feeling guilty for not updating my bolg for so long, but assignments are killing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Climax&lt;/b&gt; - A period of time where all the big name assignments, quizzes and lab reports clumped together and the due date for all these fall within the same week and due dates are only 1 to 2 days apart. Usually, students in this climax period will suffer from heavy insomnia, stress, hormone imbalance, disruption of circadian rhythm and loss of body weight if stress persisted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Week 11 of my 1st year 2nd semester in Monash University, where I have one biotechnology assignment, one psychology literature review, one biology lab report, one biotechnology close-book quiz, and two physiology online task that left undone yet, all of them due in the same week, but not for physiology tasks. But still, having so much assignment due at the same time is like Dementors wandering around you and take all your pleasure and happiness away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's okay, bring it on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I had my first dance performance on stage in my life. Was I Nervous ? Maybe a little, generally, no. How much did I give myself ? Eight of of ten. I was dancing Rumba. People refer Rumba as 'The Dance of Love'. Rumba is a form of Latin dance where it involves with complex footworks and many techniques. Actually, we did not have enough time to practice. We only had a few practice session before the performance. Still, we made it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That was one of the longest 4 minutes of my life. When the music starts, the audiences were silenced. Physiological changes such as perspiration and increase in breathing frequency and heart rate was observed. Here's the story. We had been practiced so hard for the performance day. No matter how bad I danced, I will still be proud for myself, at least I tried, on stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I didn't have my best dance on the first day. Me and my partner was a little to nervous (maybe) and she accidentally knocked her own feet and nearly tripped, in the end, we had a lousy preparation steps in the beginning of the dance. I was like: Oh, this is really embarrassing. Afterwards, I did a major mistake in the end of my dance for the first round of performance where I mistakenly fasten the count for the steps. The second performance which I gave on the next day was way better. No major and observable mistakes, perfect synchronization and lack of nervousness. When they applauded, I felt relief because the performance was over. I felt sad because the performance was over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I never know that dancing has so much fun. The tutor is good, the dancers are amazing, I really enjoy it. Too bad, I am easily impressed by many thing. Dances impressed me, and I like it. Should I take part in the performance group next semester? Too soon to say, but I shall see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m7-v8v-tetQ/Tc2yx2q_vSI/AAAAAAAAAdI/i_5t9qhyq28/s320/226963_214269905257369_100000230846513_810804_2817105_n.jpg" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606333680705322274" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/519424520737118694-7841812725392327954?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/7841812725392327954/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=7841812725392327954' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/7841812725392327954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/7841812725392327954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/05/climax.html' title='The Climax'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m7-v8v-tetQ/Tc2yx2q_vSI/AAAAAAAAAdI/i_5t9qhyq28/s72-c/226963_214269905257369_100000230846513_810804_2817105_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-9203279041937468530</id><published>2011-05-14T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T16:10:00.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Frog Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;No words can describe how much I am afraid of frogs and toads. To me, frogs and toads are the most disgusting animals in the world, seconded by any other invertebrates with moist skins and soft body. Frog dissection is a must for 1st year science student in Monash University. For weeks I had convinced myself not to be afraid of this dissection experiment. Eventually, this self-hypnotizing method failed, epically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That was a warm Thursday afternoon. I was early to the lab, try so hard to remind myself a frog is nothing to be afraid of. I took a deep breath and walked into the lab. I was stunned when I saw those frogs crucified on the metal tray. I heard that the blood of the frogs was drained out so that there will be not much blood when we cut their body opened. According to my logical interpretation of the statement based on biological facts, no blood simply means no life. I even observe the frogs and pronounced their dead since there was no contraction or relaxation observed on their lower jaw. No breathing and respiration observed. So, I thought all the frogs were dead (Obviously I was wrong). I was relief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was more relaxed than previous since I thought the frogs were all dead. A dead frog will never move (Again, I was wrong). After the briefing, I move back to my bench and my group members and I had some discussion before we started the dissection. I exclude myself from cutting the frog because I really do not have the guts to touch any frogs. Still I observed. So, they grabbed a pair of scissor and a scalpel. I was quite close (about 2..5 meter away) to the 'action site'. As they use the clamp to grab the skin located above the frogs' sternum, the frog regained its consciousness and struggled. Movement, I hate frog with movement. Within the time interval of milliseconds, thousands of neurons transmitted signals to my brain. I accidentally swore out loud and ran to the corner of the lab, trying so hard to open the back door that was locked. Everyone were looking at me and they were giving the 'WTF is going on to this idiot ?' looks on me. Don't blame me, blame the genes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Still, they proceeded when I was calming myself down out of the lab. Few minutes later, I walked back in and the sternum was opened and basically all the organs of the frog were observable. The heart was still pumping, but according to my demonstrator, it was brain-dead, so the frog will not feel any pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Okay, brain-dead, no more movement', I thought. Again, I calmed myself down and observed the anatomical structure of the frog. We were asked to remove the organs off the frog for observation. As they removing the organs, the frog gave contraction again. Eventually, I ran to the corner while I swore loudly, and I had the scared look (Yes, the kind where the eyes opened wide look.). Darn, why can't the frog just die anyway ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Finally, the organs were all removed. Along the process, the frog did not move, which I think was logical. I mean, who can survive after all you internal organs were removed right ? And this time, I really thought that the frog was officially dead. I was really calm after all the organs are removed from the frog because I think at that point the frog will not move anymore (I was wrong for the third time). The final task of the experiment was to count the nerves ending from the spinal cord of the frog. Since the frog was already dead, I volunteered myself to do the counting. I picked up a pair of forceps and started the counting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was very close to the frogs' body (about 10-15cm away) to be more precise since the nerves are hardly observable. When I counted the nerves, I used the forceps to pick up one of the largest nerves that located on the tenth vertebra of the frog. This act of mine triggered reflex reaction of the dead frog and its lower limbs contracted. Instantly, I threw my the forceps away and screamed 'What The Fnck' repeatedly while running away from the lab. My group members were stunned and shocked by my sudden act. In the end, I made it through. At least I attended that lab session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I couldn't slept that night. Whenever I closed my eyes, every scenes the frog struggled that I remembered flashed in my mind. I hate frogs, but I wouldn't kill them. I really feel sorry for the frogs since they died in such excruciating way, not to mention that they never deserve to die. I participated in an experiment that physically killed a frog, and I feel very guilty about it. I wonder how those people manage to kill their parents or own children without feeling guilty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Heartless is so not me.&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/519424520737118694-9203279041937468530?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/9203279041937468530/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=9203279041937468530' title='1 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/9203279041937468530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/9203279041937468530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/05/frog-story.html' title='The Frog Story'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-5953758231671936552</id><published>2011-05-01T10:59:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T10:59:00.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>The Fifth Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;'Forget who I was, remember who I am, and who I will be.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I am not mistaken, this is a quote from Charlie 'Chick' Benetto from the book 'For One More Day'. What I wanna say here is what he had say. I am not changing myself or what, just try to forget who I was, if you can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;May, the fifth month, the month that I love the most: Labour's Day, Mother's Day, my birthday, my mum's birthday, all of them falls on May. To me, it's the month of love, too bad valentines day is not on May. How I wish I can be at home, having dinners that served by my mum, buy ourselves a birthday cake, celebrate our birthday together. I believed that it's destined, my birthday is on 23rd and her's on 24th, and both of us always say, we are each others greatest birthday present.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stuffs I wrote on top are just some thoughts. It's May, means that there's only 1 more month to final exam. At this point, I should have started my revision, but too bad, I can't focus during semester break. But I promise I will start everything when the break ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I really like to see the parents bringing their children out when they are free. Someday I want to be the one who bring my kids out. I want to bring them to McDonald's, buy them ice cream, teach them how to pick up girls or boys next table in school, cook for them, bring them to bed, prepare breakfast for them, watching them graduates, married, having my grandchildren ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pull me back, I went to far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's weird. The weird part is that, I haven't thought of the stuffs that I want to do with my girlfriends, yet I am thinking about I will do for my children. I must have a girlfriend to have a wife, and I have to have a wife if I want to have kids (of course, you can have it in the same way with someone that's not your domestic partner, well it's just bad, might be fun, but bad...), it's just like some procedure written in a D.I.Y manual right ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When you have kids, it might be ended up in a way in reality, where these funny conversations occur between you and your kids:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Andy, I told you before, you can't eat the rubber duck in the bathroom, it's not a food"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Look daddy, I drew a monster and it's grabbing your heads and bites your arm off !"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Belinda, coffee powder is not for make ups !"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Or your kids asked you some questions that you can't explain to them due to their current intellectual level, for example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Son:"Daddy, why can't I wear a dress like sister ?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me:"No, you can't, you are a boy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Son:"Why I am a boy ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When this question pops out, there are many answers that you can try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me:"It's because there's a thing call sex chromosomes, and there's a thing call probability BLAH BLAH BLAH", ended up they might ask more or stare at you like they are just had a few seconds of coma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OR...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me:"Because when Santa see you wearing a dress he will stop giving you presents.", He might stop wearing dress until he is old enough to knows Santa doesn't care, as long as he behaves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OR...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He stops me:"Daddy you lied, there ain't no Santa !"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And it goes on and on ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When you bring them out, they might run around crazily, without destination, as they never run before. While they are running, you have to make sure that they don't get themselves lost, and you have to frequently ask them to drink water, wipe their sweats, bring them to poo poo, bring them home when they finally tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pull me back, I went too far again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Father's day and Mother's day are just around the corner, they born you, they grown you up, love them while you still can. Raising kids is hard, they had been there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whenever we want to deny a person, or a fact, we have to keep few things in mind, which is: only do it when you are trying to correct a person's mistake on certain facts, and only you are really sure that you are right, based on the true facts and evidence. In the end, what matters is what's the truth is, not who's winning. A mature man can accept facts and realize he is wrong in the first place, and he will never be shy admitting it. Otherwise it will quite annoying to converse with such person. Nothing personal, just some thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Never deny someone because you just want to deny someone, even you know that you are wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Never deny a someone just to provoke a meaningless argument.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Never be personal, do it only when you sure you are right.&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/519424520737118694-5953758231671936552?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/5953758231671936552/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=5953758231671936552' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5953758231671936552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5953758231671936552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/05/fifth-month.html' title='The Fifth Month'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-2047615499313649212</id><published>2011-04-22T11:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T11:00:05.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insane Stuffs'/><title type='text'>Take a Breather</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uApwldNJBQQ/TbCDpZSelcI/AAAAAAAAAaw/SREdZ5D-n8g/s1600/DSC00855.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uApwldNJBQQ/TbCDpZSelcI/AAAAAAAAAaw/SREdZ5D-n8g/s320/DSC00855.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598119084007790018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;P&lt;/span&gt;rologue: Pre-semester break emptiness&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here is the end of week 8 of my 2nd semester of my first year of university life and I am officially having my semester break tomorrow. So far, I had approximately 74 lectures, completed 3 psychology lab journals writings, 3 biology reports, numerous quizzes and tests, 3 physiology laboratory work sheets, a biology essay, and 2 biotechnology essay. Assuming that I attended all lectures, I will have approximately 3 days time in the lecture hall, just listening to lectures given by the doctors and professors for this semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here comes the semester break, and during the period before the break begins, somewhere deep inside me feels very empty. Maybe I want to have a more relax break, I want to have a longer vacation, I want to spend more time with family and friends, I want to finish my stuffs before I can relax myself, I want to see people I know in Monash everyday, say hi and smile to people...I will miss my friends and the craziness, even the break I am having is a short one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me I am crazy, but I don't have the 'holiday mood' yet. What are the reasons why ? I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to take a breather, I am tired, physically and mentally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last week I went to Dewan Filharmonik Petronas again to witness the sensational performance of Malaysian Philharmonic Orchestra. They are playing the music from the cartoon and we knew, and we should know - The Looney Tunes from Warner Bros. That was definitely the best concert I ever saw so far. That night, I was completely stress-free. The concert hall itself is my 2rd 'Greenzone' this year, where Greenzone refers to place that gives no pressure or stress upon me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The performance was a time machine, where it brought me back to my childhood memories where I spend most of my time sitting in front of the TV watching the poor Tom chasing the poor Jerry, or Bugs Bunny and his friends playing around with TNTs... It was just nice. If you think that a 20 years old guy watching a cartoon show is having early stage  Alzheimer, then you are wrong. Cartoons are classic stuffs, and personally, I love classic stuffs (movie, music, actors, places, etc etc). Next time, when you questioning someone whether he/she is too old for cartoon, think again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What cheered me up ? Let me think ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1.I had TWO Snowflakes in a week, and there's a high chance of getting another one next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2.I had a splendid and delicious dish of spaghetti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3.I had done all of my assignments that matters between week 8 and week 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4.I had many Oreos, Ramli burger and many cups of coffee in this 2 weeks time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5.I am pleased that I made a decision without any regrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What doesn't ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1.I had 3 days or more of severe sleep deprivation, each sleep lasted less than 4 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2.Feel very guilty for failing my effort of boycotting the cafeteria at the last day before semester break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3.I WANT SOMETHING TOO BADLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4.I WANT SOMEONE TOO BADLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5.I say hi to people but they didn't see me, or acted like they didn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;FIVE random FACTS ABOUT ME:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. I don't bite people, just so you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. I can be easily excited or amazed by small little things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. I am very random (decision, mood, conversation etc etc)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. When I am silent, I am not emo or angry or sad or whatever, I am thinking of something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. I eat a lot but I never gain weight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This shall be it, enjoy your every minutes while you can during this short break, take a breather, because a steeper route is ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-2047615499313649212?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/2047615499313649212/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=2047615499313649212' title='2 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/2047615499313649212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/2047615499313649212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/04/take-breather.html' title='Take a Breather'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uApwldNJBQQ/TbCDpZSelcI/AAAAAAAAAaw/SREdZ5D-n8g/s72-c/DSC00855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-5700826479334338777</id><published>2011-04-11T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T12:24:00.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='闲扯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='发疯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='大学'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='随写'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='狂想'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='道理'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>随写</title><content type='html'>就这样随随便便地过了几个礼拜。千篇一律地告诉闲聊者们我有很多书要读很多report和assignment要交。其实已经麻木了，没什么大不了。嫌三嫌四功课还是一样多，而且这种生活还要过多两年多。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;顺便提提，最近我喜欢上打羽毛球。虽然球技很烂，但是和朋友们玩得很开心。乐极生悲，不小心哎呀一下扭到腰。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;小时候不懂事，被老师问到志愿时就将要当科学家。哇，那时科学家多么酷。想想Powerpuff Girls里面的教授还发明出超级英雄，Kim Possible的家人都是科学家，緑巨人也是科学家的意外产品。小学时很喜欢科学，老妈也是小学科学老师，所以自小被培养了对科学的兴趣。中学有了更有趣及危险的实验及器材(Sodium, Potassium等等加水会有小爆炸，呵呵... )，再加上读着理科班，所以就觉得科学是我的未来途径了。直到拿了Bachelor of Science才知道什么是科学家。基本上科学家都要做很多research和实验，然后反复推翻和证实假设和推论，publish出自己的发现给同行鉴才能officially publish出来。Publish出来后就给以后的人做参考（所以有该死的citation和reference）。然后又再重新开始。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;就因为Bachelor of Science的关系，DNA是一个必须知道的东西，非常重要。你的存在，你的行为，你生气，你跳起来，你睡觉，你呼吸等等等等都有DNA的参与。因为有一个道理叫Central Dogma（中心法则），指Protein是从RNA制造的而RNA是从DNA“变”来的。身体的活动很多都有需要Protein...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...好啰嗦的科学，自己也差点睡着。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;我所要表达的是 - 你我有生命都是很强的奇迹。因为生命的来源就是最小的原子，但是原子是非生物吖！为什么很强？生物是由非生物组成的，一层又一层的阶层层次才组成细胞，内脏，系统，才有每一种活动。每分每秒，微小的东西都在组织成伟大的生命。上帝设计的体内平衡系统和新陈代谢才伟大，法拉利工厂都没有这么强。你我做的一切，都是由那些微小的DNA表达出来的蛋白质带来的化学反应。DNA会变形，表达出来的蛋白质会受到影响，甚至连表达也表达不出来。再来个例子，有一个科学假设推论有一个叫HACNS1的基因强化子可能是一个贡献人类进化的元素。你的拇指能动到同掌上的其他手指，以及双脚步行的能力都与这个HACNS1有关。可见DNA阶层所带来的改变可能是如此丰富。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;杀生，或者是被杀，其实是在藐视生命的奥妙。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;其实读大学就像DNA Expression of Protein那样。我们每天的quiz，report，assignment，出席率，专心程度，都是base pairing。忘记做quiz，report随便做，assignment忘记交，听课时睡着，时常逃课等都是“base pairing”出问题。一旦Base Pairing有问题，Amino Acid就不能被encode，protein就不能被制造，系统接着受影响。在这里代表着成绩也无形中受到波及，当然很多时候也出于巧合。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;DNA expression：不起眼地改变会造成大小不一的影响。人生充满意外与巧合，mutation也时常在巧合之下发生（有时候遇到辐射都是一种巧合，比如这么巧生活在很多辐射的时代...）。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;人生就像一场戏？我说人生比较像DNA expression。&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/519424520737118694-5700826479334338777?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/5700826479334338777/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=5700826479334338777' title='3 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5700826479334338777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5700826479334338777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='随写'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-3077708086892092354</id><published>2011-04-05T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T20:10:00.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insane Stuffs'/><title type='text'>Essential Guideline For Your University Life (Insane Version)</title><content type='html'>Here is my guideline to live a crazy university life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The list below shows what you can actually do to make you a crazy man. Beware, when I write this I am in a caffeine rush, normal brain function hasn't restored, having partial cognitive function breakdown and partial brain damages. 95% of it was due to assignments and lab reports and 5% of it is from the abnormal lifestyle that I am currently living with. So, practice at your own risk.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Extensive dependency on coffee. Broke my previous record last week, at least a cup of coffee a day, after I read a journal article about the benefits of coffee toward human cardiac system. It makes me feel good too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Having coffee together with your house mates and get caffeine rush together in the middle of the night, end up everyone stay in a room together and talk about things that not making sense at all. Well, some does make sense, it depends on your critical thinking skill at that moment. Variations include the consumption of alcoholic beverages instead of coffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Sit on your favourite chair, and make sure you stick on your chair, glue your butt on it, and don't leave your chair. In the mean time, stare at your laptop, reading some goddamnitwhysolongandnotmakesense scientific articles, paraphrasing it and find more of the same article. When you are in a phase where you can't understand any words at all already, switch to the Facebook webpage, or maybe a game of DoTA or two. Enjoy yourself until you feel a sense of guiltiness surrounds your sorry mind, and that is a signal telling you that your consciousness is back and you should restart your work again. MAKE SURE YOU NEVER LEAVE THE CHAIR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Do something that you never try before. Sometimes you never know how good (or bad) can that be. For example, a enthusiastic guy joined the dance club and find himself really enjoying himself in there, regardless his performance or; pick up a badminton racket and picking up the game that you abandoned it for years or; made your decision of joining the on-stage performance of rumba dance next month. You never know what will happen tomorrow, and that's the wonderful thing about life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Having some unorthodox meals for a few days, you will be surprise of how much you miss the orthodox meal. For example, only two piece of sandwiches for lunch, plain water and Snicker bar for tea break, or two Ramli burger for dinner, few piece of toast and a cup of Milo for a standard meal, having fresh air and nothing else for breakfast, and just a few piece of cookies 2 hours after you finish your first cup of coffee for the day. Trust me, it's quite fun and unhealthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Watching movies or drama in the middle of the night right after you finish your tasks is something insane to be done too. The exciting part is that you don't know what's the time until you want to turn off your laptop after you finish a few episodes or a movie. Usually you will have an monologue at this moment:'What the frraaack !? It's 5am already !?'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Playing badminton for two hours, two days consecutively. Satisfaction ? Of course ! Musclea aches and fatigue ? Of course ! Wanna try it again next week ? Of course !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh, I LOVE MY LIFE !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-3077708086892092354?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/3077708086892092354/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=3077708086892092354' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/3077708086892092354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/3077708086892092354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/04/essential-guideline-for-your-university.html' title='Essential Guideline For Your University Life (Insane Version)'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-5781097775339204209</id><published>2011-04-01T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T12:00:09.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Day of Screwing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;This is a post about how a sorry university first year dude anticipated his daily life and a story describing how big is the difference between the life that he anticipated and how screwed up was his day in real life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;'When I wake up, my day would be awesome day.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;If you had noticed, that is a recent Facebook status update of mine. Do not ask me why, yesterday before I went to sleep, I had a very strong feeling that the day after I awake will be an awesome day. I always have that thought, just that it's stronger for that particular day. However in the next day, everything screwed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;How screwed was my day ? Here is how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;7.40am, Anson walked into my room and woke me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;That was one hell of sexy whisper that I heard in the morning, with the perfect pitch ad tone: 'Chiew Gor'. Subsequently there were a series of conversation between Anson and I, which is not important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I did not sleep well, so I woke up easily by him. I checked my cell phone, and it was only 7.40am. Oh hell, it is 10 minutes away from the time that my alarm will go off. I can't blame Anson since he knows nothing about my alarm and he is just being kind by waking me up so that I will not be late for the 9am class. Okay, woke up unwillingly and earlier than expected was not a big deal at all. My screwed up day started after I woke up. I took my bath, and keep reminding myself that 'today will be an awesome day'. My mood was actually quite good since I did not feel any fatigues even I had lack of sleep, yet my mind behaved otherwise. I was opening the front door, which is a freaking easy task to do. All I need to do is just unlock the knob and open the door. Something must be wrong when I took my key out of the pocket and stare at Anson like a freaking retard drug addict and said I have a key to open the door. Anson was stunned by this sudden act of thoughtlessness of mine and laughed at me. I recollected my thoughts, and I was still believing that the day will st be an awesome day. Apparently I screwed up when I was trying to open the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Everything seems fine in campus, nothing bad really happened. I was doing my assignments and everything was in order. It seems like I was going back to the right track of the 'Awesome day of Chiew'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;2pm, physiology lab, building 3, 7th floor. I was early for my class. The previous physiology experiment and lab worksheet stole my mojo for at least 1 week, and I kept in mind that I must not let it happen again for the cardiac muscle experiment this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;As usual, we were all briefed and everything went well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;The screwed up part was that we waited for like 1 hour or more after the briefing session before the experiment start. Erik, the funny and cool demonstrator found out that something went wrong with experimental set ups of our group and the contraction seems very strange. To me, the graph did not even show contractions, the waves shown in the graph were induced by the oxygen gas bubble from the oxygen supply tube in the test tube. We waited for about 10-15 minutes, and finally the technician came and fix the whole thing for us. After fixing that, the set up did not turn better, and then they realized that it was the problem with the toads cardiac tissue.We did nothing beside some repeated readings and calculation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Here is the 'sub screw up' thing I experienced today. I was so annoyed and pissed off by the attitudes of my bench member except for Jeffrey. They never read the experiment guide before they come into the lab. I even saw one of them took some cosmetic stuffs and she was pretending to put on eye lashes and laughed to her friend. How the hell can you not screw up the experiment if you don't understand what is going on with the experiment. I was quite annoyed when there's a guy keep asking me what to do and what to calculate. What the hell ? Why don't he just read the guide that they just gave him ? Everything was written in the guide. I can't believe that I have to spend my whole semester sitting in the same bench with them. It will definitely screw up my experiment. I might try to seek permission to switch to the other bench.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Tick tick tick tick tick ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;(3.45pm, 1 hour and 45 minutes had elapsed.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Finally (yes, farking finally) I was permitted to switch to the other groups since the whole set up and the cardiac tissue of our group was completely not functioning. Since I started late, I missed the first experiment, so I don't really have any idea of what was the issue arose by using cm and mm to measure the muscle length. There where few things that screwed up when we proceed. We screwed up many parts of the experiment. Luckily it can be redo, just that it was time wasting. For example, we accidentally added the wrong buffer solution into the tube, or nearly get the fragile muscle tissue teared due to over stretch during the removal of oxygen supply tube, or the part when we are told that the measurement for experiment 1 was wrong and we have to redo, or the part of the calculation for Calcium ion concentration. Yes that was really awesome, I mean awesomely screwed up. So we proceed and try to finish it off as fast as we can, ended up we finished our experiment at 6pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;That was one of the most disastrous experiment that I ever conducted. 31 March 2011, Thursday, 2pm to 6pm, Monash University Sunway Campus, building 3 level 7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;In fact, there were more screwed up event for that particular day and what I wrote here was just some summary of how screwed up my day was, it was actually way worse than what I wrote here. I screwed up a few chances to do something good and meaningful today, to me and to someone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;No matter how screwed up is my day, I will still remind myself about how awesome will be tomorrow and that is the way I keep my spirit alive, and this is how I motivate myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Call me whatever you like, say whatever you want to say about me, Chiew will be awesome tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-5781097775339204209?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/5781097775339204209/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=5781097775339204209' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5781097775339204209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5781097775339204209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/04/day-of-screwing-up.html' title='The Day of Screwing Up'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-4618649280850947877</id><published>2011-03-27T19:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T19:01:00.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='闲扯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='家人'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='老妈'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>The Regression Theory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum..will you and dad switch off the light for tonight 8.30 to 9.30 ? Earth hour..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKLAH, though ma a bit scared of the dark :-(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go have chat with daddy lah..since me and bro is not around, you two can cuddle morenaturally..just one hour, your future scientist son will be glad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HO LAH :-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, that's a very interesting conversation, a very solid evidence showing that my mom is very cute and she is physically growing older but growing back to the younger age mentally. Both me and daddy agreed the ways mummy approach things and ability of socialize were regressing, back to the 10 years old 'Ah Girl' way. She read a lot of self-enrichment books, ironically she can't really apply it in her life, in some way. Sometimes I even have to correct her and giving her advice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, this is my 'Regression Theory' that came out with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2thYGFFYqC4/TY8WKlk8LYI/AAAAAAAAAaE/QnUVWkNcsGc/s320/Blog.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588710033731628418" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We always have to 'Tam (cantonese)' her to make her happy.Bringing my mum going out to shopping center and restaurant is like bringing a young girl to explore the world. I need to hold her hand, I need to point her where to go, I have to make sure that she don't lost her way out, I have to tell her what food is nice and what is not, brining her to eat new food that she never had before. I never know she like creamy cakes and ice cream that much until I bring her out few months ago (noticed that ice cream and cakes are food that fancied by little girl ?). The thing that don't changed is that she is still paying. How she took care of the younger me then, was applying back to her now. And I feel good. Obviously she is in a phase of her life where nothing else matter except for her two handsome boys and her hubby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She is a lucky woman because she married my daddy, which always back her up and gives her lessons about life. We like babysitting my mum and making sure that she can do everything she can do like an 10 years old girl without being hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My mum is not a good listener. My mum is capable of creating awkward situation during a conversation with people, but not me. My mum always overreacting. My mum has too much feelings and she is very emotional. My mum always worry over small little stuffs and me. My mum can be easily cheated or amazed or flattered by some cheap talks and tricks. It's like giving her a candy and she will compromise. Sounds like some typical characteristic of some 10 years old girl ain't it ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I was young, she is my mum and I am her baby boy. When I was at 10, both my mum and I were monster. When I was 17, my mum is like my friend. And now I will be 20 soon, and she is like my daughter and she behaves like one. Funny, but it's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't care if she cooked the same meal to me everyday. She don't care if I always being harsh on her whenever I am correcting her. What matters the most is that she is my mum and I'm her boy, she loves me and I love her. And that's it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xuEIsrIW1SY/TY8PeUJf_gI/AAAAAAAAAZk/EcL-SCOMku8/s320/IMG_0109.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588702676069121538" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-4618649280850947877?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/4618649280850947877/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=4618649280850947877' title='1 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/4618649280850947877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/4618649280850947877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/03/regression-theory.html' title='The Regression Theory'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2thYGFFYqC4/TY8WKlk8LYI/AAAAAAAAAaE/QnUVWkNcsGc/s72-c/Blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-3633538636360958422</id><published>2011-03-14T12:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T12:24:00.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='鸟人'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>再写病语</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;哎呀，我就是这么的脆弱。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不小心就这样生了一场病。首先就先发烧，之后就开始喉咙痛，再之后就来咳嗽。典型生病三部曲。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;死去活来之际还是没有人会同情你。Assignment没有因为你生病有extension，分数还是一样多，数量也是没有减少，反而在你生病的时候做起assignment会更加烦人。首先必须找资料，之后就是一系列的阅读，之后就开始敲键盘。最糟糕的部分就是referencing。现在才第二个学期的第三个礼拜的第一天，我已经有了四个assignment，其中两个要在第四个礼拜截止。要是把四天分别让给四个不同的assignment（好要假设一天能够完成一份），我还剩下三天的时间来复习四个科目。还没有加上每一科的quiz。Monash就是有那种把人逼疯的能力。只有活得比它更疯才能生存下来。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;周某生病事小，日本地震海啸才是大事。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可怜的日本，太平洋放了一阵臭屁就死了这么多人。还好人类还有恻隐之心，无能为力的我们至少都还会为日本祈祷，希望寻获更多生还者，但就是有鸟人。地球这么大，鸟人却偏偏来自像鼻粪那么小的马来西亚。就是那个该死的马来报纸Berita Harian在发表了一张漫画。那张漫画引用日本出名的卡通英雄咸蛋超人，在那个漫画家的笔下，咸蛋超人在逃跑着，后面有海啸追着它。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0jWU9cpUz3w/TXz7BaJR0kI/AAAAAAAAAZU/hIThA8EmBv8/s320/fuck.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583613639649251906" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;哇唠，现在死这么多人很好笑是不是？这种行为真的是很要不得，也是大马新闻界的一种羞耻。这则新闻还上CNN的网站。马来西亚就是因为某些人脑残的举动被人家讲衰的。多么的脑残，多么的幼稚，多么的不成熟。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;坦白说我真的不喜欢这种很多人死的坏消息，也应该没有人会喜欢这种新闻，可惜有时候生命就是如此脆弱。一个月前地球打了个喷嚏，纽西兰就地震了一下，然后也是死了很多人。或者是坠机事件，机上人无一幸存。爆炸案，水灾等等都在夺着无辜的性命。每当一读到这种新闻心里就好像被什么东西揪了一下那样。那些死去的人醒来时都不知道那是他们生命中的最后一天。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我的心情？就不太好咯。因为生病，再加上死了这么多人，再加上很多很多的assignment。唯一值得高兴的就是我参加了大学的拉丁舞蹈课。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在收笔之前，我希望世界在我醒来后变得更美好。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-3633538636360958422?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/3633538636360958422/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-4704801096617920724</id><published>2011-03-10T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T11:30:00.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>随写</title><content type='html'>没有改变的：&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;第一，自己的食欲还是没有在家里那么好，虽然有时觉得很饿，但是就是不想随便吃东西。很显然是被芙蓉的食物宠坏了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;第二，那种很依赖网络的生活还是没有改变。缓慢的网速还是一样是我发疯，虽然表面还是故作镇定。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;第三，还是一样过着德古拉爵士的生活。虽然很想改变，但是没有睡意时躺在床上就只能滚来滚去，再加上最近的天气热到我睡眠时期的metabolism rate也稍微提高了一些。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有改变的：&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;第一，头发变长了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;第二，重新开始觉得有些压力，重新回到那种被lab report和assignment虐待的日子。那种生活好像永恒便秘一样难受。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;第三，重新开始在睡觉前看书。但是和以前稍微不同的是，现在睡前小读会让我变得更加精神。文字是新的咖啡因。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;可能是我老了，我真的不喜欢很吵很没有意思的音乐。对不起，我不喜欢Lady Gaga，我不喜欢Justin B，我不喜欢G6，我不喜欢有很多Bass咚咚咚的那种音乐，我会听到很烦。我喜欢比较轻松的，古典，老歌，和一些选出来的小摇滚。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;可能是我老了，我不喜欢很多图案或有很复杂字眼的衣服，书包，鞋子等等。我开始喜欢格子，线条，单色。我开始不喜欢东西有多余的设计。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;可能是我老了，我开始为小事情烦恼几天。也这么巧最近倒霉得很（桌灯坏，电话坏，大学电脑有时印不到东西...），很多事情给我烦恼。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;那天上课，老师很残酷地告诉我，音乐里技巧和感觉是很难两者兼优的。一就是把技巧练好，然后弹得像机器那样，或者是弹得没那么好，却玩出自己喜欢表达的感觉。哈哈，对我这样有兴趣没天分的小子，当然觉得很残酷。对于能在技巧和感觉找到完美的平衡点的自然就是受大家认同的完美音乐家。所谓完美，不是一百巴仙，而是互相比较之下能呈现得最好的就是完美了，毕竟世上没有十全十美。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;我们活着其实就是一直在寻找着这个平衡点。你想要好成绩却不想读书读到对自己过不去。你很想赚很多很多钱却不想有很多很多工作。你很想吃得好却又很不想花钱。其实我们见到那些生活很自在很轻松的人大致上都是已经找到了这个平衡点的人。活着，就是为了找到这个平衡点。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;至于大学生活嘛，第一堂生物课时就被通知有assignment了。哇唠！下课后去检查，结果真的是有assignment。一堂课就有assignment了，前所未有。然后就是很新鲜很复杂的Physiology，前几堂课听得傻傻的，因为人体的神经系统真的很复杂，结果自己需要多加复习。Biotech就没什么特别，毕竟只是加了一些新东西，而且满熟悉的。我打算这个学期参加大学舞蹈协会，很想尝试新东西。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;最糟糕的就是在吃了Jogoya过后回到家就无端端生了一场病。发了一场十年都没试过这么辛苦的烧。整个晚上躲在被窝里，睡睡醒醒之下还在发恶梦，关节又酸痛，退烧了马上就咳嗽了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;生病也好，不生病也好，心情好或不好，雨天或晴天，lecture还是要上，assignment还是要交。日子不爽也要过，很爽也要过，就试看爽爽过吧。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-4704801096617920724?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/4704801096617920724/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=4704801096617920724' title='1 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/4704801096617920724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='心情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>The Seven Miseries</title><content type='html'>Just weeks ago, I was expecting a brand new life, more precisely - the revival of my previous meaningless and miserable university life. I had a strong feeling that this semester will be an awesome one. The awesome orientation week even turned me on.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However things changed after I had my first day of my second semester. I felt that my expectation is wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's why. First of all, I don't have a proper form of transportation that enables me to carry myself around the USJ and PJ. I changed my chemistry lab to the morning session on Monday, 9am. I had a chill when I thought of walking to University early in the morning for almost everyday in a week. Walking to university and sweat the hell out of yourself is definitely not a goal of my 'Perfect University Life'. Walking to university is dreadful, walking to university is even worse when it rains or it's too hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second thing is that I feel so empty and I can't anticipate what will happen next in Monash University. It's probably because of some parts of my fragile heart don't have a little something that can boost yourself up - confidence. I feel that everything is tough. I feel that I can't handle all the subjects except for biology. I don't know, my manly and confidence mojo was gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The third miserable thing is that I have to fncking perform an autopsy on a fncking frog ! Oh unholy fangs of Edward Cullen, how in hell can I able to do that ? I am afraid of frogs ! I have goosebumps whenever it nears me. I scream when it nears me (and I still remember the not-funny prank did by my friend in high school and I screamed like I'd been diagnosed of having cancer). I think that before I manage make it unconscious, I might already dead by then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fourth miserable thing is that I am a coward. I am losing my ability to socialize with people, slowly. Actually all I need to do is nod my head, smile and say hi with a deep and cheerful tone. I don't even know how to approach that sweet girl, it seems impossible. I am getting awkward in having conversation and communication with people and that's the fourth miserable thing that bugging me. Sweet but unreachable, just like the sweet and sour taste of grapes or kiwi fruit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fifth misery. Lab reports and assignments. Wrestling with the lab reports and assignments is one of the toughest thing you can do in Monash. No excuse for not to passing up your lab reports, no extension given, no mercy. My seniors told me that the reports and lab works for first year are nothing, compare to second and third year. It's so speechlessly down when you spend all day working on the report or assignment and searching for reference all night long, sacrificing your sleeping time and get a sorry grade in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sixth misery is that my next break will only be on 25th of April, and it's just one week long, and after the break it will be exams and stuffs that makes your life monotonous and lifeless. And now, it's only the 1st of March. Darn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The seventh misery and this is a pretty small one. I am forced to control my frequency of earphone usage but I can't help, I love music too much. I know it's not good for my ears. Listening to nice music is like your ears are having intense orgasm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I feel unhappy with my current life. What's the point of living, if life is so dull and meaningless, with the absence of love and smile ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-5359006859312256546?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/5359006859312256546/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=5359006859312256546' title='3 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5359006859312256546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5359006859312256546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/03/seven-miseries.html' title='The Seven Miseries'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-8502291559399959519</id><published>2011-01-25T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T18:00:02.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='闲扯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='发疯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='鸟人'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='爱情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>花痴傻话</title><content type='html'>刚刚看完了《恋爱通告》，发现到很多情节和剧情表达都采用了不少《不能说的秘密》的元素。比如说，两个都是男生喜欢上了女生，两个男主角都是很强的音乐人，女主角很漂亮，女主角都在男主角演奏时伤心离开。然后都是女主角在剧情高潮时哭了。还有很多很多。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近感觉孤单或思绪很多的时候，我会自己一个人看爱情片。因为不同的爱情片有不同的人物，不同的人物自然就有不同的情节和故事，自然也给了我体验到不同的感觉，也会让我产生很多想法。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情是多么难搞大家也知道。放手太轻，或者是过量施压会导致双方不欢而散。典型爱情电影里的男生都会大量酗酒，然后变得很静（或很暴力），然后典型爱情电影里的女生就会以泪洗脸，哭得死去活来，就好像《Revolutionary Road》里面的Leonardo Di Caprio和Kate Winslet一样。电影和现实就差太远了。电影带来的教训的讯息绝对没错，但是剧情往往都是变得有点夸张。电影里往往把简单的事情复杂化，然后把复杂的东西简单化。要弄到一个人喜欢上你真的比做化学试卷更难。你必须具备勇气、耐心、温柔、要有大脑、还要自信和一巴仙的帅气。而且就算有了这些具备的个人元素，还需要时间。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;除了那一巴仙的帅气和勇气，其他的我都有，但是真的不知道要怎么去接近她。每当她一靠近，我的心跳就加速了。短短的几十秒钟，都会浪费在自己呼吸急促和紧张的情况下看着她消失在自己眼前。有了勇气的话，这黄金几十秒就可以和她搭上两句话了。这种感觉还真的很强烈。哎哟哟，以上这些只是小男人周某想念心上人所说的花痴傻话而已。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我最近没有劲想要做任何事。说真的，我连玩电玩都不想，只不过有两个因素弄得我整天对着电脑。第一就是我没有看书的感觉（虽然自己喜欢看书...），第二就是我很喜欢听歌听音乐，但是如果只是呆呆的听着音乐然后无所事事地看着墙壁真的看起来很呆，所以就选择一面听歌一面上网或打下Dota。那种把耳机塞在耳朵里独自享受好歌的感觉实在是太棒了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨天和小朋友踢球时，有一位比我大几年的“大朋友”也参进来和一对中小学的小朋友踢球。我本身是没有什么意见的，就算Uncle Aunty要参进来也行。可是这位大朋友全身什么都比小朋友大，就可惜因为脑袋特别小，无法正常思考。结果因为他的小脑袋，搞得场上的气氛变得很糟糕。一个成熟的人会有风度，绝对不会仗着自己多有钱或多大只来欺负比自己小的，更何况是比自己小十年多的小孩子的？当你看着一个二十二三岁的年轻人和一个十二三岁的男生激烈性碰撞抢球时特地用身体施压推倒小男生时会有什么感觉呢？我只能可怜那个小男生无能为力，身体不够壮。我也可怜那位大朋友，同情他那发育不健全的大脑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我本身没有很特别地讨厌过认识的。就算讨厌也只不过是偶尔自己心情不好时对人特别挑剔，都是雨过天晴的。我的社交生活里没有出现过这么讨人厌的家伙。我听说过他的事，我就讨厌他。还记得他欺负过我弟弟，我到现在都很想揍他一顿。如果你要秀你多壮多不好惹，那么请你勇敢一点，去找和你同年纪或比你大的比较。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;鸟人可恶，脑残的鸟人更可恶。很庆幸自己年纪比他小，但是思想比他更成熟。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-8502291559399959519?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/8502291559399959519/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=8502291559399959519' title='1 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/8502291559399959519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/8502291559399959519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_25.html' title='花痴傻话'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-464845943413003922</id><published>2011-01-24T11:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T11:48:00.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='低落'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>自信光环</title><content type='html'>浮上水面，再次随写。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活还是一样颠倒，总是觉得睡觉很浪费时间，毕竟醒着时能接触的东西比较真。而且说真的，最近的睡眠素质不是很好。不是梦到和朋友上鬼列车，就是梦到和朋友一起失败。连好梦也不能发，又有一个证据证明我真的没有前几年那种自己感觉到的自信光环了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自信光环，感觉到它的存在时，会觉得一切问题都可以解决，一切东西都可以马上学会。心里时常都会想着：一定可以的，没有问题的。那种有自信光环的时候，做起事来多么得意。就算失败了一次，之后的尝试还是会成功。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要说，我觉得的光环消失了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在有光环的几年前，有一股冲劲。比如说，打球很不准，手感不对，自己会去射球，射到习惯为止。最近几天打球，手感简直烂透了，连基本的近距离篮板球也投不进，控球能力也比以前更糟了（以前很糟，现在比以前更糟...）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再比如说，前几天不太想打球，加上脚趾疼痛，于是就改变计划跑步去。同样的一段路，不同的年纪，不同的时间。跑步时自己在挣扎着，固执地认为自己还有那个自信光环，可以不停蹄地跑完那段两三公里的路段。结果自己在途中停了两三次。说到脚趾疼痛，更加感觉到自己像个娘娘腔，一点痛也不能忍受。几年前的自己在这种情况下还是会穿上球鞋踢球去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再再比如说，最近又感觉到自己很不想接触任何人，只想对着电脑，只想用最棒的音乐把自己的思绪和现实隔离。有自信光环的时候，自己会很想和朋友出去玩，烈日下和朋友打永远也打不会的网球，下午吃ABC，再去打球，总之就是很想一直尝试和突破。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再再再比如说，自己也忘记了怎么把吉他乐谱记起来了。以前接触吉他时，很难很长的乐谱我可以记得还可以弹，当然音质有点抱歉。刚刚翻开简单的乐章，发现自己的技术正在下滑，心里顿时冷了下来，感觉如何你也会知道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在的我，不敢弄伤自己，不太敢晒黑自己，不敢淋雨，不敢尝试，不敢说话。心中有一片什么少了，就像没有辣椒的咖喱或没有鲜奶的咖啡一样，感觉怪怪的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每个人都有一个属于自己的自信光环。它会促使你做事，无时无刻振奋你，让你觉得自己可以做到，无论任何事。你绝对可以感觉到它的出现或者是消失。可惜，我感觉不到我的的光环，因为我在进大学后不小心把它弄丢了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-464845943413003922?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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I do that because I think that it's ok, it's fine. I AM FINE. I AM NOT 6 years old anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurt my toes because I didn't have a suitable sport shoe for basketball. I wore my dad's jogging shoe to play basketball. This is the second or third times I hurt my toes on the court. Every time when I feel aches, any outdoor activities will be brought to a halt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people just don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my laptop, I like to surf the net, I like to play computer games, I like to watch movies and drama. But I like sports and friends, more than those computer related stuffs. I am not those 'computer addicts' that you saw in the papers. I am a normal guy, I enjoy my life. I do things when I feel right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people just don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't feel like going out, or if I don't feel like doing something, there is no point of forcing me or pushing me to work things out, because IT NEVER WORK ON ME ! I was a lazy kid. I never finish my homeworks all the time. All sorts of punishments had implemented on me, but I am still me, homeworks weren't finish, still. Call me stubborn, but I am who I am, and I will be who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is very sunny today. A very nice weather for outdoor activities. But I don't feel like going out today because I HURT MY TOES ! Just a few moments ago, my friends asked me whether I want to join them for a futsal game or not. Without any consideration I turned it down, but it doesn't mean that I dislike playing futsal. In fact I am in the thirst of having a futsal game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like going out today. When I feel like getting some air, I will get some air. I am not 6 years old anymore. I will do things when I feel like doing it. Sometimes people just don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am devastated, in a warm and sunny day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-7068757465168860848?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/7068757465168860848/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=7068757465168860848' title='1 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/7068757465168860848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/7068757465168860848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/01/sometimes-people-just-dont-understand.html' title='Sometimes people just don&apos;t understand'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-6496158541231407202</id><published>2011-01-10T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T22:32:05.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='大学'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='随写'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>不能在Monash缺少的东西</title><content type='html'>最近的生活真的是颓废到极点。我日夜颠倒，好像德古拉和猫头鹰那样。至于颠倒到什么程度，自己也不太好意思说。由于生活过于乏味过于颓废，周某很想念大学生活。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monash大学的生活像战场。敌军就是很多的试验报告，online quiz，还有很多的作业。很勉强的，我还是在种种压力下生存了下来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要生存下来有四样东西不能缺少。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一样：电脑和网络&lt;br /&gt;电脑和网络在我大学生活里大概占了七十巴仙。一天至少对着这个非生物四个小时。Assignment和报告都需要电脑和网络完成。笔记和参考都是soft copy，要下载，资料也是要上网找。听歌看电影，也是用电脑。Dota时，也是要用电脑。电脑坏掉的话，以上一切活动都无法继续。基本上下课后都只对着电脑。和人对话时，眼睛有时还是会对着电脑。大学生的悲剧就是在关键时候电脑无端端无法开启，或者是键盘坏掉，不然就是网络故障。由电脑没有网络行不通，有网络没电脑也一样做不到事情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第二样：Pendrive&lt;br /&gt;这个是一个很重要的东西。你可以不带课本去上课，你可以上课不想听书，但是你不可以不带Pendrive去大学。没有Pendrive就好像脚被锯掉那样不方便。理由很简单。我要印的笔记和assignment都会收在Pendrive里面。没有带Pendrive去大学就没有得Print，没有得Print就没有得交，没有得交，就没有分。而且，在大学电脑下载的笔记或者是未完成的assignment，也只能用Pendrive传回自己的电脑。我曾经两度忘记在呈交日当天忘记带Pendrive去大学，结果得麻烦别人陪我一起回去拿。重要程度和电脑差不多。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第三样：零钱&lt;br /&gt;大学里的贩卖机都很挑剔。五块不吃，十块不啃，放进的钱有一点皱了，它们还是会把钱吐出来。要零钱的有咖啡自动贩卖机，图书馆的加额机等等。没有零钱的话，要喝冷的Nestcafe都几难一下，除非你够钱买下整个自动贩卖机。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第四样：音乐&lt;br /&gt;基本上我觉得我自己时常一个人做事，毕竟其他人个个都出双入对的。最好的朋友就是随身听。里面的每一首歌都是精选。留在图书馆读书或做assignment时都会有音乐的陪伴。有空档或休息时，还是听歌感觉最好。回到家开电脑也会打开“千千静听”。就连玩一些电玩游戏时也干脆把音效关掉把音乐打开。觉得孤独的时候，音乐就是最亲密的寄托。音乐在耳边响起时，仿佛世上的一切都不重要了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这四样东西，加上朋友和一些回忆，就好像空气充满气球一样，慢慢构成了我大学第一学期的生活。大学生活固然繁忙，但是用不同的方式去感受，会带来不同的感觉。我想念大学生活，也可以说我想念你们。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-6496158541231407202?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/6496158541231407202/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=6496158541231407202' title='1 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/6496158541231407202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/6496158541231407202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/01/monash.html' title='不能在Monash缺少的东西'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-7441499758156754649</id><published>2011-01-03T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T18:38:00.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='随写'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>New Year Resolution</title><content type='html'>Okay, first of all, happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda little late to post this thing out, it's already the 3rd of January. I remember my mom asked me about my new year resolution and I said I didn't have one. Okay, that was a lie, a bad one actually. But mom's a mom, she knew, and she never ask again. I do have new year resolution(s). I'm posting this so that those who read this can remind me of what I am aiming. As my friend, you can guide me when I lose my determination, whenever I am doing things that can possibly makes me fail to achieve my resolution, please remind me and put me back on the right track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much, I have only 2 goals this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First goal: Sleep earlier&lt;br /&gt;I think most of the time I sleep at 2-3am, sometimes even 4am. I know this is not good for health, especially to the liver. But what to do, I am already used to it. It's quite tough for me to readjust my BioClock. I am nocturnal, I see moonlight more than sunlight, I sleep in the morning, I have breakfast in the evening. You might not believe it but I feel fear whenever I stay up late. I think it's time for me to make a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second goal: Get better results, academically.&lt;br /&gt;The result of first semester is quite complicated, actually I was quite devastated. But what to do for the past ? I don't feel sorry for myself, regret or feel guilty, that's not me. The results told me that what I did was certainly not enough. But semester 2 is a lot tougher than semester 1, that's a sure thing. Getting better results is a challenge for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus goal (optional): earn more money to travel&lt;br /&gt;I am a lazy person, I don't really like to work. I wish that I can earn money by not doing anything but the sane part of me says that it's not gonna happen. I will find a job during the next semester break. I will try to achieve my backpacking dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Put on the sunglasses, like Horatio Caine, classic Hollywood scene)&lt;br /&gt;Lets do it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-7441499758156754649?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/7441499758156754649/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=7441499758156754649' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/7441499758156754649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/7441499758156754649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-resolution.html' title='New Year Resolution'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-5340750867714876424</id><published>2010-12-18T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T02:30:00.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='回忆'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>Best Of The Year 2010</title><content type='html'>Since the year 2010 is coming to an end soon(OMG, it's December already !!), I would like to share my list of (blank) of the year. To me, 2010 was quite a decent year because I meet new friends, getting better with old friends and I am successfully getting reasonable result to get my ass into Monash University. Ha, I think this would be quite a significant year in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, without further ado, I now present to you my list of 'The Best Of The Year 2010'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person of The Year: You.&lt;br /&gt;'You' doesn't stand for specific individuals. Whoever who read this post and know me and make my year wonderful and meaningful, whoever that assisted me and helped me, cheered me up, loves me, befriends me, you are my 'Person Of The Year'. I hereby to say thank you to you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of The Year: 1&lt;br /&gt;I choose 1 because it's also symbolizes first. I had many of my 'first' in the year 2010. First semester in university, first timer in psychology and stats, visiting new places for the 1st time, and experienced some odd and strange feelings for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place of The Year: Monash University&lt;br /&gt;Ha! Without any doubt, Monash University Sunway Campus definitely crowns this title. I spend about 6-8 hours a day in this place EVERYDAY, sometimes I even spend 10 hours or more in the campus when I were rushing my lab reports and finishing the endless assignments. It's just like my second home. I promised myself I have to fully explore and utilize the campus and its' facilities. And yes, I am going to join some clubs next year instead of being a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restaurant of The Year: Face To Face&lt;br /&gt;Ah...The noodle shop. I visited this place for quite a few times in this year with Anson, Gabrial, Zoey and YHoi. And there was one time with Go too. The food there is simply delicious. Since that is the place that I frequently had my dinner, Face To Face noodle restaurant shall be titled as my 'Restaurant of The Year'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food of The Year: Snowflake Best Seller (Cold)&lt;br /&gt;This is my source of energy. And this food is more to dessert than main course. After I had my dinner in SS15, I always have a cup of this tongue bud-stimulating iced dessert. It contains a layer of herbal jelly, a few Taro balls, a spoonful of milky creamer and more importantly, the ice flakes that never melt. The first feeling that I felt when I ate this dessert was heaven-like, the consecutive one are beyond heaven-like. It's just too delicious. This is also the food that always make Anson shake his head and say: 'Shiok'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beverage of The Year: Coffee&lt;br /&gt;Feel tired and have heavy 'Monday-Blue' feelings? A cup of coffee can do the magic. At least to me. With the sweet and bitter aroma stream through your esophagus, and Voila, tiredness and unpleasant fatigues that stop you from having a fresh day? GONE ! In the year 2010, I had many many cans and cups of coffee to keep myself fresh. With the rate of a cup a day, coffee is definitely my beverage of the year. I can't help, coffee is just too convenient in Monash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie of The Year: Inception&lt;br /&gt;This is probably one of the greatest movie that I ever watch. The storyline, actors, graphics, effects and soundtracks are simply amazing. Christopher Nolan and Leonardo Di Caprio for the win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epic Moment of The Year: Last second 3 Pointer from Yong Hoi&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Sunway University College Basketball Court. Time: Can't be specific, it's afternoon. Event: MUFY Games Basketball Final.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a tough game. We won every game with easy victory, but not the final. We were in a very bad form and both teams are suffering from fatigue and hot temperature. We were few points down and our oppositions were just too good and they were very tall. And with our strong spirit and determination, we fought back and it's only 1 point left to level the score. With only 3 seconds left, Yong Hoi scored an epic long distance shot when it counted to zero. He was on fire and he scored the rest for our team and we got the medal. What a superb come back and it's epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite lazy to complete my full list since there are still many 'Best' stuffs for me to write in the year of 2010. But definitely, great memories shall never fade. I hereby wish everyone who read this Merry X'mas and Happy New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-5340750867714876424?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/5340750867714876424/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=5340750867714876424' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5340750867714876424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5340750867714876424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2010/12/best-of-year-2010.html' title='Best Of The Year 2010'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-3450994467439822884</id><published>2010-12-11T01:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T01:38:00.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='闲扯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='记忆'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='随写'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='家人'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>记忆</title><content type='html'>没有，我没有金盆洗手，我还是有上来写写逛逛，只是“懒”字头上一把刀，没有什么推动力促自己去更新。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;考试要结束之前一个礼拜，我不知为什么一直想起近年逝世的奶奶。偶尔还是很想念她。一切都要怪记忆。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想起奶奶是因为我的乐谱不见了，我睡不着之际就在半夜爬起来去找那本乐谱。一切举动如此熟悉。虽然自己没有试过半夜爬起来寻找失物，但是“半夜爬起来寻找失物”好像在哪里见过似的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;啊...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;记起来了。记得奶奶上次跌倒严重受伤后，短期记忆受到不小打击，症状就如老人痴呆症一样。当时她没隔一两分钟就会重复同样的问题：“几点钟了”，“我吃药了吗”等等等等...每天半夜时她都会爬起来算床边的零钱，不然就是打开抽屉东找西搜的，动机到现在都还不明。当时的我才十五六岁，就要睡在客厅（最靠近奶奶房间），半夜照顾奶奶，避免奶奶醒来做危险的事。每天半夜就看到奶奶的房间突然亮起灯，然后我就会走到她房间里看看她在做什么。通常她都是在算钱，而我就会像爸爸哄孩子一样，哄奶奶去睡觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;至于之后病情好转到她去世的故事就算了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实记忆真的很重要。因为记忆你有感觉。你开心，因为你做了使你开心的事情。你还是很开心，因为你记起那件让你很开心的事情。同样的原理，应用在不同的感觉，因为你记得。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不小心忘记东西时，会很讨厌自己为什么记不起来。的确，忘记东西的感觉很难受（当然不包括强迫性地使自己忘记不愉快的记忆，当然忘不了也是一种痛苦...）。如果我没有记忆，活着真的没有什么意思了。尝试想象自己吃饱后瞬间忘记刚才食物的味道，或者严重性失忆使你忘了你的朋友家人爱人等等人。没有记忆，如同行尸走肉，届时（真的。），活着又有什么意思呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-3450994467439822884?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/3450994467439822884/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=3450994467439822884' title='6 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/3450994467439822884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/3450994467439822884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='记忆'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-6005048384572552686</id><published>2010-11-05T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T02:13:00.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Post'/><title type='text'>Problems ∝ Age</title><content type='html'>There was a theory that pop-ed out from my mind long time ago and I did post it as a facebook status. Problems you run into everyday and its' difficulty of problems is proportional to your age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are in the womb, you never need to worry about stuff, because at that time you are too young to understand the danger of being suffocated and causes hypoxia during your birth. The one who need to worry about such things are your parent and doctors, they are adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 3-7, all you need to worry are how to keep your toys for being stolen from your elder siblings or how to protect your toys from being destroyed by your younger siblings. Foodies, bath and poo-poo time ? The one who need to worry about such things is your parent, they are adult. 'Mama takes care for ya'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 7-12, and of course you grew older. You started your school life in some funny primary schools where you had all the bad memories. At that point, you will think that your primary school life sucks because you will be canned for not finishing your homework, you will be canned if you pull the hair of the neighbour girl after some teacher's pets reported that to your teacher. You were no longer be given task like counting digits, they added multiplies and division besides plus and minus signs in your math questions. You were older, you need to worry about your grades, exams, and discipline. Your parent will start to reprimand you if you do something stupid, a 'parent-children communication' problem arose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 12-18, you were in secondary school or high school. There were more things(a.k.a problems) you had to worry. They add alphabets in your maths(problems), no more easy chemistry equations(problems), and you need to learn a lot of new stuffs(problems). People will judge you if you failed to improve in certain field. Compliments become rarer and rarer. You will also feel that 24 hours a day is not enough. Tuition classes, extra classes, music classes, club activities, pushes you and you will feel so frustrated that you don't have enough time for entertainment. You will also experienced puberty. Pheromones secreted, you 'feel' that you liked some handsome cute guy that sit besides you or some cute girls that keep smiling at you while borrowing your notes. a new problem was introduced into your life - the infamous 'Relationship problem'. You will mind who he/she likes and you might hate his/her boy/girlfriend but you can't do anything about it. That leads to the creation of new problem - the 'Mood and Emotion' problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 18-25. Some of the old problems remain. You are either working or studying in the University. Things for you to study get tougher and strange, nobody is going to teach you if you don't know how to do something unless you are lucky. You might have problems with your acquittance, colleague sometimes even friends. You would question yourself whether you offended someone or not. You can't say:'I don't want to friend with you anymore' and cry for your mom. This is a problem where you have to fix it yourself even you are not the one who screw things up. Your might also have stronger feelings toward someone you like or someone you in loved with. In this phase, you will experience more problems: Am I look stupid just now ? Should I ask him/her out ? I haven't done with my study yet, should I go out with him/her ? Well these problems seems minor but they might accumulate and stuck in your mind for days, even for weeks. Accumulation of these problems leads to more complicated emotional problem, which is strongly related to all your daily cognitive and physical activities. At this age, your old and good friends will be scattered around the world and problems arise when you found that your relationship with your old friend is no longer as smooth as it goes then. If you are away from home, you will miss home even you keep denying by saying you are not missing home. At this point, problems started to link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age after you get married. Financial problem bugs you if you failed to get a well-paid job. Marriage problem introduced to your life when you found that your love one betrayed you. When you have children, EVERY PROBLEMS OF YOUR CHILDREN WILL BE YOUR PROBLEM. When your children grow older, the problems will be more complicated. You will worry about who they are hanging out with, their performance, their safety, etc etc... And since you grow older, you will also aware of your health, which is another kind of problems. In this phase, you will be condemned because you screw things up and you can't fix it. Sometimes, some of these problems can't even be solved. In certain points, you need to make decisions, you need to let something come to your life, you need to let go something from your life, which lead to the formation of, yea, problem. In this phase, fixing problems by saying sorry will not work at all(in fact it does not work after you were 12 years old). If you can't solve a problem, you can only learn something from your mistake and share it to your love ones, so that they will not repeat the mistake that you did. In fact, this is the obligation of the elder one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on all the facts and arguments above, I am pretty sure what I am telling is quite true. Basically you will not live in a life where no problems trouble you. On the other hand, you experience new things along the process of growing up, these experience will aid you in solving the problems. If you failed to solve the problems, new experience will be gained, which is definitely a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: This is my first English post in my blog, correct me if I have severe grammar errors and yes there are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-6005048384572552686?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/6005048384572552686/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=6005048384572552686' title='3 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/6005048384572552686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='心情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>有知识没智慧</title><content type='html'>很高兴自己进入了备考心情。基本上我的屁股已经进化到会分泌胶汁粘在饭厅的椅子上了。对着电脑的笔记，面前再摆着一本书，加上一杯提神的咖啡，一坐下就是几个小时。这几天应该过得不太健康，首先是饮食问题——过渡性依赖咖啡来提神，几乎开始读书时就泡两包特浓三合一Nestcafe。除了咖啡，这两天都好像没有吃到饭。三餐都只吃面包和皮萨，只有昨天中午有Anson带我去吃所谓的“午餐”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我终于知道什么叫有知识没智慧了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些人就是那么幼稚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;首先，某某人丁没有义务通知你们关于津贴的消息，然而丁还是选择了通知了你们。通知了你们一些消息至少要说声谢谢。谢谢没有说就算了，何必要挑人家的错误呢？只是一些英文的语病问题而已却要搞到写在面子书上冷嘲暗讽，写的人还说自己很混淆，英语不好。更可悲的是，like那个status的那些人竟然都大家都认识的朋友。我很好奇，like那个status的那些人竟然真的好意思去like那个status。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听某某人甲说某某人乙不喜欢某某人丁是因为某某人丁明明就会讲华语却装成不懂得讲华语。这是一个很烂的“不爽某某人借口”。第一我不明白什么是装，其次我知道某某人丁确实是会讲华语，只是不太流利。不管如何，重点不是在某某人丁会不会讲华语，而是那些人的态度问题。更糟糕的是，写的和留言的都是我相处得蛮好的朋友。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是每个人都上过中文课的，而且一个人选择不说某种语言绝对是那个人的权利，你不服也只能在心里骂那种人是香蕉人。一旦这些鸟话说了出去被人家听见了，这就是一种对人侮辱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那些不知道写的人在讲着谁的，就不要随便like。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算知道写的人在讲着谁，想要like，也要有资格like。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看看like那个status的那些人，中文也不显得很好啊。有一个不会说中文的家伙还用着英语写：“那个通知你的他/她的白痴去好好学回母语算了。”想不到还真的有这种五十步笑百步的家伙。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再看上去那个status的留言，有些人还装懂去纠正，结果纠正后的句子还是一塌糊涂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;写那个status的某某人乙也没有注意到自己的英文有多糟糕。起初我还以为他的英文很强，结果就看了他两三个英文留言，发现到原来某某人乙的英文也不过如此而已，语病还比某某人丁的严重，甚至还自己发明了新词:“worser”呢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这么一个在面子书上的帖子让我看见了一个人的幼稚和一群人的无知。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个成熟的人看见别人做错会去纠正别人的错误，只有傲慢和幼稚的人会在一旁冷嘲热讽。尊重和谦虚这么简单的东西也学不好，拜托不要告诉别人你是读着大学的知识分子，因为这是个羞耻，也是一种知识分子的悲剧。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-3038308663746363119?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/3038308663746363119/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=3038308663746363119' title='1 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term='生活'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='朋友'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='随写'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>一堆感觉</title><content type='html'>对前几篇的帖子的印象都还很深刻。想不到两个礼拜后就开始考试了。待会儿就要上这个学期最后一堂课了，自后就要花很多很多时间读书。课上到今天，我连一些科目的笔记都还没印出来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道为什么，还没到最后一分钟就是没有那种压力迫使自己去读书。之前在MUFY时，生物考试最后三天我才开始温书，考出来的成绩还算不错。这次能不能历史重演就真的要看自己能在这十五天内读多少书了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这个是我大学生涯的第一个学期。我还活着，都是因为你们的存在和支持。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;首先要感谢老爸老妈。这个学期花了你们不少钱。成功踏进大学都是你们的付出。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感谢Anson，因为他的存在使我在心理学和数据学变得没有那么模糊，包括时常通知我assignment的截止日期。此外也要感谢他的“英雄”带我上早课，带我回家拿忘记带去上课的assignment，载我回家，吃好料，吃雪花栈，吃肉骨茶...他也是很好的试验伙伴。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;之后要感谢汶勤。没有他就没有人陪我吃午餐。没有他我的Quiz会很惨下。也感谢他时常让我欺负欺负，怡情怡情。你也是我其中最喜欢的聊天对象。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还要感谢Gabrial，在我功课和Quiz时需要帮忙时献出双手，一起在Mastering Biology作弊，约我踢球吃好料等等。认识了一年，当然不只是这些。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当然还要感谢鸿升，在很多assignment都帮了我不少忙，尤其是数据课的。此外也感激他陪我欺负Gabrial，制造笑料等等。当然也要感谢他和Gabrial为家里所带来的互联网设备，没有他们每天一通电话去吓吓TM，家里肯定没得上网。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也要感谢Zoey和Carrie，时常在我很烦或很爱猫时支持我安慰我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还要感谢Justin，化学Quiz因为你变得更容易。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当然还有Jeffrey，Poh Yee和Jolene，他们是最棒的化学试验伙伴。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人老了记忆有限，只能记得这么多，但是我相信还是有很多人是值得我去感激的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;偏偏在考试要到时却突然间对你的感觉那么强烈。很久之前就注意到你有一种莫名的气质引发体内的肾上腺素大量解放。每天都看见你。看见你我心里微笑，心跳会突然加速，看见你我也很开心。你往我走过时，我头脑不能思考，地球仿佛因为你的气质而停止运转。一切都发生在那几秒钟。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果要我解剖一只青蛙，我宁愿去解剖一只狮子。能看见你对我微笑，解剖三只青蛙我都心甘情愿了（可怜的青蛙）。然而等待着你对我的微笑，就如命令我解剖一只青蛙这样——难。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-5402162081550586570?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十二年前上小学的第一天放学时分认识了黄粉。小学时放学后一起玩，教我打球。两年后搬了家，得知他又只住我家隔一排排屋。小学一年级同班到高中五，几乎每一天都一起上学，吃饭。高中时晚上喝茶聊天，下午打球。周末早晨晨跑后一起吃早餐。SPM后一起去云顶打工，一起被骂，一起下山，一起去学车，一起去笑，一起打架，一起长大。巧合就是巧合，我和他都得到公共服务局奖学金，先修课程都在同一个地区，也住在同一栋公寓。分开最远的距离也只不过是丹州和雪州距离。这次的分开就远了。我和他的大学距离半个地球。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;打个喷嚏十二年后，十九岁的黄粉离乡背井飞去加拿大多伦多深造。临行前就草草的两分钟的电话道别。更加荒唐的是，最后一次见面的时候大家竟然喝得醉醺醺的，就在几个星期前。要去送行也不行，因为他在晚上十一点多启程，我隔天有早课。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十二年的友谊，两分钟的道别，半个地球，十多二十个小时的机程，四年的课程，我没有送行。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“唉呀，怕什么，可以再见面的嘛！”- 每次都听到人家这样说。哪儿有不含带伤感的分离叻？呵，其实“伤感”对我而言也只不过是假期时少一个人陪我打球喝茶聊天颓废而已，忍忍四年就好了。跟他的交情不是笔墨能形容的，人情帐算起来都可能要花上几个月。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唉，生活就是生活，日子还是要走下去。暂时少了一个好朋友，也就只能暂时舍不得一下，长期来说我还是要适应。我不能送行，不能取消他的奖学金，不能阻止，更不应该有这种念头，只能祝君好，希望黄粉能适应新环境，一路顺风。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-7553099997048558086?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;老爸的悍夫一名，始终还是要面对时间带来的改变。几年前的今天，老爸还是一头黑发，几年后的今天，银发渐渐铺上老爸的头皮，看报纸还得戴起老花眼镜呢...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;时间过得真的很快。前几天才到家，眨眨眼后天晚上有得启程回到西海岸去继续读书了。小学，中学，先修班，学院，现在终于要进大学了。十九年的时间过的真的是很快。可爱的娘亲就是不肯接受孩子大了可以独立生活，过分的呵护和唠叨对我而言是长气。结果加上自己睡眠不足导致语气变重，结果这几天对家人有一点冷冰冰的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;几天前到家不久，几个朋友又那么巧各飞东西了。有的甚至在下个月起飞飞去地球的另一半深造。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;家里很多东西也换了。房间的摆设，房门加上了锁，晚间电力转弱，家后比我老的水梅也不见了，房间空了许多，水龙头换了。白天一个人在家发出声音还会有回音。明天老爸出远途工作，后天我离开，弟弟在森州读书，家里又剩下娘亲一人。婆婆去世后，家里变得冷清得很。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一个月的假期就这样结束，不是不舍，而是不甘。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-7369797520820178510?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/7369797520820178510/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=7369797520820178510' title='5 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/7369797520820178510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/7369797520820178510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='时间过很快'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-406934451628333238</id><published>2010-05-10T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T22:52:30.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><title type='text'>看报纸</title><content type='html'>周一是最轻松的一天了。整天就只需要上十一点的化学课，到十二点十五分就可以回家了。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;今天一早十点半（还叫一早...）喝完了咖啡到图书馆打算看报纸。看见桌上摆着中文报。平时很少会在这个钟点看见华文报摊在桌面上，因为实在是太多人在争看学院内唯一的两份中文报，既是星洲和南洋商报。不用和别人争报纸看，突然觉得活着真好。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;远远走着去看见辉哥翘脚拿着报纸，享受着平静的星期一，多么写意。就像平时见面那样打个招呼。我耳内响着柴可夫斯基的小提琴协奏曲，其实并不怎么听得见，就只是挥挥手而已。一屁股坐在沙发上，翘起脚，正要翻开报纸时，辉哥却把报纸从我手中拿掉。哇，无辜。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;表面上十分冷静，我看着辉哥，辉哥看着我，他脸上还带着他可爱的微笑。这时正好播到协奏曲的高潮。我只看见他在和我说话，耳机声量很大，只勉强听见叽里咕噜的。微笑，摘下耳机问道：&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“什么事？”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“我给你看下这篇新闻。”他说道，脸部还是带着可爱的笑容。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;大概等他翻了我的报纸三十秒。标题写着什么十七岁青年灌篮不慎篮框倒下遭压伤之类的。妈妈咪啊，我还以为是什么大新闻。抢走了报纸，翻了整二三十秒，给我看的新闻既然是和我毫无血缘关系的十七岁少年打篮球受伤的新闻。至少应该给我看下那种比较轰动一点的新闻嘛！若是说姚明灌篮受伤等等的我还可以接受叻...十七岁少年吧吧吧...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;再花一分钟冷静下我的头脑，继续读报。不过一分钟，他的手又过来，碰了我的肩膀一下。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;又是可爱的笑容，指着他报纸上的新闻，什么巫族学咏春之类的。又一次的炸到。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不一会儿，又是他的手，同样的动作，同样的微笑，不同的新闻。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“喂，你看，这种才是棺材车...嘿嘿...”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;哇唠，谢谢你分享，但是我真的很想自己看报纸，我会慢慢看的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;心里好就都还不能定下来看报纸，于是就放下南洋商报转读The Star。翻开体育版，看看切尔西夺冠的新闻。突然之间，白白的报纸上出现一个人头的影子。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;噢，是Tune Tune。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“赫赫是痞茉莉”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;摘下耳机问他说什么。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tune Tune：“我说，这个是Premier League是啊？”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“是的”，心里顿时炸到，他手指指着那里就写着Premier League这几个字。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;然后他又问：“今年好像还有一个很大个的那个是吗？那个叫什么了啊？”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“世界杯...”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“哦...”，Tune Tune摆出那种恍然大悟的表情。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我再继续翻看报纸，没过三分钟，生物课的Jason走到我面前。我瞄向他草草打了一个招呼，总之就是不想哈拉就对了。没想到他居然也草草回应招呼后用手打了个手势，要我把耳机拿下。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;唉，于是我放下报纸，拿下耳机回答：&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*以下对白完全属实，配合大马风情，普通英语对话没有人去理语病grammar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Yes ?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Eh, See Hau, you do bio report already ah ?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“No, i din't, and i din't even try yet .”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Then who do already ?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Wee Yang do already.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Ooo Wee Yang do already then Jun Wei leh ?” ---- 逗号都没有，Jason说话好像不用逗号的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“He also do already .”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“You got Wee Yang one ah ? Got bring or not borrow see .”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;于是，我把报纸放在桌上，腰扭一百八十度，打开书包，拿起文件夹，找那份该死的报告，拿出来，给Jason。起初还以为他要借去参考之类的，怎么知道...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“This is good. No bad ah~~, this is good...”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;他只是看了第一面。总之就是一连串的赞美，口吻有九十三巴仙像讲师。赞美之后，他把纸拿回给我然后就拍拍屁股走人。然后我又腰扭一百八十度，拉开书包，放回文件夹。整个过程（从Jason来时算起）大概用了我三分钟的时间。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;轮流式的干扰，伤身也。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-406934451628333238?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/406934451628333238/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=406934451628333238' title='1 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='发疯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='随写'/><title type='text'>就是有这种人</title><content type='html'>就是有这种人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这种人表面上看起来很冷淡，实际上对家人朋友和亲人都还是很关心。可惜这种人就是不太会把实际行动来表现出对其他人的关心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这种人是天气人。其心情犹如天气那般善变。偶尔可以看见他嘻皮笑脸，无时无刻和你开突冷突热的笑话，又是却可以看见他在某处摆着苦脸爱猫。或许人家说他很做作，博取注意，然而事实上，要这种人在他心情很糟糕时还装出笑脸和你哈拉两句其实是很困难的一件事。然而，看见这种人脸色难看不代表在这种人的雷雨心情下和这种人交谈时会被吃掉，只要不是火上加油，任何建设性的沟通都还是可以建立。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这种人是口是心非人。口里说东，心里想西。此外，这种人表面上看起来对周边事务都漠视不理，实际上他心里很在意。人家放在这种人的言论都少许会去在意。在意不是为了憎恨，在意是为了要改进。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这种人是懒人。周六总在中午十二点起床。起床后就是拿着毛巾坐在电脑前发呆半小时才去洗澡吃午餐。午餐也是懒人式的午餐，既是milo和面包。之后就是一连串的不健康娱乐，比如说Dota，CS，等等游戏，电影连续剧种种...这种人不到考试前决不读书，典型的懒人书生。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这种人是熊猫人。这种人黑眼圈可媲美熊猫人，生活作息可媲美猫头鹰。半夜两点前绝对可以在非死不可见到他，隔天七点钟也可以在床上看他懒床，在巴士上也还是可以看到他行尸走肉，早上八点十五在学院食堂也一定会看见他手中拿着乃士咖啡提神。基本上，二十四小时对这种人来说只是一种正常人的时间标准。对这种人而言，睡眠时间不再是限制于晚间。上课时间，巴士赛车浪费的时间，没有被占据的时间都是这种人的睡眠时间。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这种人是典型的乐天派追随者。不爱读书之外还时常忽视考试的存在。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吃喝玩乐也是这种人爱好之一。天生喜欢双美，即美食及美女。这种人就是那种不怕吃错，只怕没吃过的美食品尝者。看美女是本性，不看美女是违反大自然正常的运作。这种人看美女纯粹是为了保持大自然规律的协调，绝非个人喜好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以上只不过是这种人的性格喜好的冰山一角。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我就是这种人。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-4418669489280552670?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/4418669489280552670/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=4418669489280552670' title='8 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/4418669489280552670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/4418669489280552670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='就是有这种人'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-3391471052719790437</id><published>2010-02-27T12:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T12:48:44.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想　'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='朋友'/><title type='text'>病语</title><content type='html'>再次，我又浮出水面。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;忙碌中加上少许的懒散绝对就是我最近不常更新部落格的原因。其实很多东西很想写，但是就是使不起劲来。最糟糕的事情就是考试要到时竟然生病。现在我喉咙发炎，伤风又头痛。在部落格报告健康状况一定会引起老妈的注意，看这篇文章不出五分钟就会有一通从家里打来的电话问东问西。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;今年新年期间也没有好好那样去宠宠自己。自己完全没有心情去庆祝新年，因为新年假期一结束就是一大堆的大考小考，而且还有三份大Project要交。除了年初一和年初二的狂吃狂喝以外，初三开始就复习功课。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;生物课的考试真的有一点变态。花了几天读的东西居然没有出现在考题里。考得多烂都好，要哭要泣也没用。目前把目标放在数学和英文书写，由于生病的关系，我到现在也还没有开始复习。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有时候想到读书就觉得很无聊。来到双威学院使我感觉到教养还是比起成绩重要。我的成绩在朋友当中算是满糟糕的。自认糟糕是因为自己要求有点高。然而也有些人的成绩很漂亮，但人品却很糟糕得很。和他们沟通真的很辛苦，除了受到藐视以外还要时常在发言时被打断。此外，我觉得我的一些朋友还受到针对。总而言之和他们这些人混就是不太愉快。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;活久了会发现到一段交情或感情是需要双方的容忍及双方面的付出才能持久。但是地球不是圆的，有时候你对别人好，别人未必会对你好；有时候你谦虚对待身边的每个人时有的会把你当成是什么都不知道的白痴一样。不是我不想要维持友好关系，不是我不去珍惜，而是有时候自己单方面的付出是自己觉得很累。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;当然其中也有一些朋友还是在你需要支持时挺出来支持你，有的也很乐意当成你的垃圾筒让你发发牢骚，而且还在我生病时还是给我需要的关心。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;摆在眼前的是数学练习题，全都是讨人厌的机率问题。生病的我还是在看着这些题目发呆好了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-3391471052719790437?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/3391471052719790437/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=3391471052719790437' title='4 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/3391471052719790437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/3391471052719790437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_3637.html' title='病语'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-2863794728210417034</id><published>2010-02-06T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T18:09:44.835+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想　'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='朋友'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心情'/><title type='text'>所想之</title><content type='html'>时间过得真的很快，转眼又要一年了。大部分人都感受到新年的气氛，然而去年农历新年时婆婆突然的离去却久久停留在记忆，使我始终觉得我以后的农历新年都热不起来。偶尔还是会想起婆婆。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;还有一个礼拜就是农历新年了。在外游子们都兴奋不已，终于有得回家了。然而不知为什么，我就是没有那种过年心情，因为生活太忙了。刚刚过了化学和数学的期考，虽说的确是松了半口气，但是下个星期，就有英语课的Presentation。一个星期的农历新年假期里应该是没得休息，因为假期后就有生物期考还有化学的小考。二月尾三月头也还有数学考试。再加上自己的新衣服也还没买，现在觉得有点躁。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;常常都会听见友人为新年的红包钱做“预算案”，即关于红包钱的“收入”和新年聚赌的“支出”。不清楚什么时候开始，我开始觉得红包的轻重都不太重要了，因为目前很多东西比起红包钱重要多了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;***********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;那天和一堆朋友的对话中看清楚了&lt;a href="http://ybyeongbin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yeong Bin&lt;/a&gt;。他真的是一个很好的朋友，注重分享，很随和。话说第三次的化学实验很难做，讨论区的题目也很难。但是他很积极，没有排斥组员，而且在学院努力了许久才写到正确的实验报告。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;另外有一些朋友叫我自己完成这个实验，不要其他组员插手，因为其他组员什么也不会，会搞砸实验。我听了觉得有点刺耳。Yeong Bin说：“如果组员不会，我们应该要去指导他们嘛。”这句话显得不太受他们的欢迎，但是我觉得Yeong Bin说得对。他不介意他多做一点功而别人得到和他一样的成绩。或许人家会把他看成傻瓜，但我看见的是一种无私。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我的组有两个女生，做试验时都很合作，而且没有她们我的组的试验绝对不会成功。就算做错试验也好，我的组员也不互相责怪，反而检讨错误，重做试验。上个星期的试验，其中一名组员把铜片和锌片搞错，结果电子化学试验失败需要重做。大家还是快手快脚地把试验做好。最后二十分钟，实验得到的成绩再次出错，一切又得从新开始。由于大家的合作，试验最后不但成功，而且报告还得到满分。虽然我知道讲师批改这次的报告批改得很松，但是我觉得我的组员应该得到这一百分，因为每个人都有付出，出现错误也一起面对。一切显现出的一种精神。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我始终记得我妈说的，一旦自己有能力时就要奉献。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;***********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;虽说写了部落格心情会比较好，但是我想写的始终还是没有写出来，免得写的主角看到了伤感情。新年要到了，祝大家新年快乐。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-2863794728210417034?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/2863794728210417034/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=2863794728210417034' title='5 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/2863794728210417034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/2863794728210417034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='所想之'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-7553335742764768942</id><published>2010-01-25T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T15:00:01.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想　'/><title type='text'>百货市场</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;在外深造就是没有在家那么幸福。平时对家里事务不闻不问的我在外生活真的是痛苦不堪。现在每个星期都需要步行到百货市场购物。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;购物是我最讨厌做的事。第一，购物是家庭主妇做的事，我这个帅哥大袋小袋满街走有损大马俊男之形象。第二每次购物都要花钱，而且巧克力的诱惑往往会把你的钱包烧破一个洞。第三，百货市场的运行往往对我造成不便。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;周六或周日是我唯一能去购物的两天，但是这两天也是许多人一个星期内唯一能去购物的两天，所以商场的人潮总是把我搞得浑身不自在。人多时找东西也麻烦。有些人就连一家大小全都带来，小的也自然把购物市场当成很大很大的游乐园，奔奔跳跳地，受害者往往是我们这些为纯粹购物而来的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;刚刚的经历更加糟糕。人潮汹涌之外，连购物时需要的手推车也没有，最终还要和育广牵篮子，没错，就像是那种菜市里的安娣 那样。其他人的手推车装的东西形形色色，有的装满白米，有的只装一两包盐却劳动一辆手推车。有的装了东西却没人推，结果很干脆地，JW把车上的东西丢掉，把自己的放进去。手推车不够用，却没见工作人员把在外的手推车带进来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自己明明是顾客,可是百货市场的运作系统都是为他们员工的方便而设的。比如说入口和出口。入口和出口分得很清楚，而且很多间百货市场的设计总是把入口的距离分太远，想要捷径走出就会被保安人员骂说你文盲。有的进去购物前还要把你的的东西检查一遍，塑料袋等等还要被绑起来。来购物还要受到多多约束。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而且，百货市场真的很不环保，塑料袋的使用真的是超标了。可惜大马人就是没有类似醒觉。付钱后，你不可以拒绝使用塑料袋，因为在外的保安人员看见你大大方方捧着没有塑料袋装着的货品走出去时，一系列的问题会轰到你身上。相信我，你说你环保是行不通的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不喜欢去购物，但是却非去不可。有时候活在世上就是有这种矛盾。&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/519424520737118694-7553335742764768942?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/7553335742764768942/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=7553335742764768942' title='7 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/7553335742764768942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/7553335742764768942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_25.html' title='百货市场'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-4081098981181131693</id><published>2010-01-24T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T08:02:00.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想　'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='　心情'/><title type='text'>生活</title><content type='html'>假期过得真的很快。目前成功再次适应学院生活，只不过这次要比较早起床，六点四十分就要起床，不然就赶不上巴士了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这个学期太忙了，功课虽然可以在学院完成但是小考会变得更难。更恐怖的是老师给的研究作业。英语和生物各有一份，加上这个学期的道德班活动竟然是要联合其他课程的学生搞一个摇滚表演会，一开始已经感受到莫名其妙的压力。这个学期所读的单元都是我最烂的。数学读机率，生物读生育和进化论，化学读的也很棘手。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这个学期没有和升哥贝贝还有老婆同班，新的伴友是神童JW。我和他二十四小时不离开对方一百公尺，因为他是我的房友，也和我报读同样科目和上同样时间的课，当然也在同一间课室，三餐也在一起，除了睡觉洗澡以外，我几乎都是二十四小时对着他。不用说也知道人家怀疑我和他的关系。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JW真的很恐怖。换句话说，每一天的二十四小时我不曾见他温习功课，但是功课绝对是保持百分百状态。玩Dota他也是朋友之中的第一。学院里真的是什么样的人都有。跟他一起上课有时觉得很自卑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;百忙之际我还是去报名学了吉他。学费其实算满贵的，再加上迟些要买一把新的吉他，害怕自己吃不消。有些人可能会质疑我，说这么忙了还要把自己弄得更忙，但是我觉得一切都值得，最重要是我有兴趣，而且活得很开心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;经过多次反省，我终于又开始了健康的生活。我不再迟睡，也少许改变了饮食习惯，当然也开始每个星期都买一次水果。这绝不是舅舅的训话所带来的效果（其实也是有啦...），之前在假期时也是想过返回正常作息。在这里的生活我其实过得满开心的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友虽然不能每天见面，但是这能让我花更多时间去想你们。自己也不知道什么时候开始想起家来了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-4081098981181131693?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/4081098981181131693/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=4081098981181131693' title='5 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/4081098981181131693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/4081098981181131693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='生活'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-8498142945725244679</id><published>2009-12-05T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T19:12:50.665+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='闲扯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='随写'/><title type='text'>不专业评论</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;最近看分手片段太多，搞到自己全身不舒服。连《&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Panic Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;》这种&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Action Trailer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;也有那种&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;离婚单亲妈妈&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;的主角背景。《丑女贝蒂》第三季更加不用说了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;发现到自己有一个星期没有踏出家门了。还是一样继续美国大马时差生活。今天最严重，我一点二十分才起床。有时候人算不如天算，迟起床就是迟起床。虽然身为宅男，但是对国内外时事还是有自我更新。其中有几件事恨不得作出不专业评论。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;************ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;先说足球。法国对爱尔兰的世界杯入选赛，一场充满争议的比赛。事发以久，由于懒性擒身，所以拖到现在才作出评论。爱尔兰原本可以凯旋晋级世界杯。法国球星亨利的两次手球重重地把爱尔兰打入地狱。通过违规的方式争取荣誉，足球的原始再度受到世界众人的质疑。亨利的道歉有没有诚意一点都不重要，因为我相信很多人不会因为他迟来的道歉原谅他。据说他是知道足协会不批准从赛后才大方认错道歉，而且当时才说法国应该从赛。还好世间尚有理智的人，足联打算罚亨利禁赛世界杯。法国人的血统之古以来流着傲慢的血液。就连我遇到的法国人也说法国人很&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;"Pro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;ud , Arrogant"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;。有很棒的葡萄酒又如何？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;十二月总会让人想起圣诞节。圣诞节，一个温馨的节日。敌人会在这天互相原谅。然而可怜的老陈却得不到我国的原谅回不了家。陈平也已经道歉，所要求的不过是回家，想不到首相连会面的机会都不给予陈老先生，副首相木油钉先生还冷冷地说陈平不可能可以回国。我觉得这是我国正副首相的不成熟风范。首先，我完全想不到让陈平回国带来的坏处。如果说会引起公愤是不太可能的。毕竟年轻一代连陈平，共产党等等都很陌生。而且我国各大华文报章所写之评论都认为陈平应该回国。二战时期，日本和美国的关系很糟糕，但是一切已经成为了过去。美国始终还是原谅了日本。能屈能伸，君子精神也。可惜这么简单的道理，首相先生不知道。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;我很不明白为什么道德教育是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;的必考科。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;考生应该很清楚道德要如何考&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;。你不需要很有道德，你只需要有足够的记忆力就好了。考试前夕把所有价值和定义背熟就可以安心进考场。屁啊！这样的考试能力能显示出你很有道德吗？拼错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Nilai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;就是错，用错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Nilai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;也是错。这种道德教育是吃狗屁道德教育。这种考试得分技巧不能有效地培育道德价值观就算了，还要在学生时间表上占那么多节数，剥夺众多华裔子弟上华语课的时间。可怜的老师和学生还得在下课后补华文课。道德观有没有成功被培育，这就要看某人有没有实践，而不是挑战你的记忆容量。众多科目里面，我觉得道德教育是最应该被废除的一科，因为不但没有建设，而且还占据了学生学母语的时间。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;************ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;后记？没什么后记的。都说了是不专业的评论。你们看了要怎么炮轰都行。不要拆招牌就可以了。呵呵。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-8498142945725244679?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/8498142945725244679/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=8498142945725244679' title='11 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/8498142945725244679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/8498142945725244679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='不专业评论'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-4551822954122157982</id><published>2009-11-30T04:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T16:07:29.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='闲扯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='随写'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='道理'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='天气'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>写了又写</title><content type='html'>阳光才出现几天，想不到那么快又下雨。虽然不是很讨厌下雨天，但是这样下雨好像有点过分。雨天的午觉最棒了。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;昨晚的火车摇晃得很厉害，睡眠素质不是很好，结果回到家一直打吨想睡觉。泡了一杯浓浓的白咖啡来撑着，接着就是一系列的Facebook。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;最近的生活就是如此。一直重复几分钟前所做的事情。不是无聊，但是很乏味，很想尝试新鲜的东西，然而脑袋就是想不出什么新鲜的事物来引起我之兴趣。生活除了电脑还是电脑。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;*********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;昨晚在火车上胡思乱想，现在写下来分分享。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;上个学期的我真的很糟糕。虽说上课有听书下课有温书，但是温书的时间很少，结果搞到我的成绩很糟。虽然还没公布，但是感觉得到。下个学期真的要下下功夫扭转乾坤。万一奖学金被终止了我就死橇橇。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;最近电影看得太多，渐渐喜欢上电影里的配乐。很欣赏那些专业作曲家。他们能在适合的情节下谱出适当的音乐。如果自己能为电影配乐多棒。呵呵...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;之前假期时我对部落格很疯狂，现在却没有已往那种热诚。少写的原因出于少思考；少思考的原因出于少接触；少接触的原因出于宅。电脑的出现使我对周边的事物失去了注意。我不要这样下去但是没办法，电玩和网络实在是太甜了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;很多人都说出外读书回来后别人会看出许多改变。有的人变得勇敢，有的人变得警惕，也有人变帅哥美女。很多人觉得自己改变了觉得很迷惘。《丑女贝蒂》里的其中一句对白：“这些不是改变，而是成长。”我觉得还满有意思。如果改变能让你活得好好的，那种改变能让你继续生存，学习，那叫做成长。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;结果这篇我从十一点写到四点多，连午餐也没吃。这种疯癫颓废毫无建设行尸走肉的生活在我活着时至少还要尝试多几次。没有堕落过，怎么能往上飞呢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-4551822954122157982?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/4551822954122157982/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=4551822954122157982' title='3 条评论'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>小发现</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;相信我不是唯一。之前离开家到外地深造时很想念老地方。现在回到家反倒想念在城市的生活。我很努力地在寻找着之间的平衡点。然而老爸说想家成不了大器。我不想朋友成不了好朋友。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;最近有许许多多的小发现。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;我发现自己没有朋友生活很糟糕。如果小彭有在，我肯定不会睡到一点起床，而是会九点和他在小贩中心吹吹水吃早餐。如果黄粉和显彬有在，没下雨的下午就会一起在球场厮杀或者是被杀。Subang Jaya的生活也因为朋友的存在显得更精彩。朋友住在狗窝一起Dota、看电影、一起懒惰吃晚餐而连叫两天比萨外卖、和朋友一起疯狂...现在朋友不在，生活颓废了许多。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我发现自己不能专心。明明说好要静静坐下看书，但是到如今一本都还没看到。明明说好要学会魔方，到现在还是一样还没开始。明明说好假期要学会一首曲子，现在完成了一点点就整个人懒下来了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我发现自己喜欢上星巴克的咖啡。上两三星期和焕哥去SS15的星巴克喝咖啡，发现哪里的咖啡物有所值。哪里可以看到繁忙城市人的悠闲。每个人都为了某些什么而光临星巴克，但是我相信光顾星巴克的都是星巴克的熟客，而且是为了独特地咖啡而来的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我发现自己喜欢上自己泡的美禄。不知什么时候开始自己把美禄列为周某最喜欢的饮料。其巧克力味道不太浓，飘进鼻子里的气味都是自己特地多加的炼奶味。中午起床喝一杯，晚上睡前喝一杯，感觉到活着真好。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我发现到自己很矛盾。我喜欢一个人做事，但是不喜欢孤独的滋味。我喜欢一家人在家的感觉，但是我喜欢自己躲在房间里对着电脑发呆。喜欢自己一个人讨厌孤独，何解？可能是自己喜欢一个人做某些事，也喜欢和朋友一起做某些事。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我觉得自己喜欢上城市生活了。我喜欢住在高楼，因为很凉爽。我喜欢在城市里的人行道走路。我喜欢城市生活里的周末，虽然数学功课很多。我喜欢周末和朋友去看电影吃好料。我喜欢下雨天的Sunway College。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;当然，这些只是一些最近的小发现，对生活造成小小的影响。假期实在是太长了，开始想念一些在外的朋友。朋友们，大家还好吗？想死你们了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-3046327901825882097?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/3046327901825882097/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:宋体;"&gt;弟弟的口吻很无奈，说无法停止老妈的举动。可怜的老弟，看见老妈行为举止转变他心里一定很害怕。老妈也已经放话叫我回到家要帮她下载连续剧。老妈发疯，儿子难耐。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:宋体;"&gt;前几天在舅舅车里提到家人。我说家里人的生活很闷，很少有一家人出门吃饭看电影等等，爱好和兴趣也和我不同。当晚老妈拨电告诉我说她要开始学玩&lt;/span&gt;Facebook&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:宋体;"&gt;了，因为学校同事每个都在玩。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:宋体;"&gt;和连续剧。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:宋体;"&gt;原本老妈给我的影响就是周思孝的老妈，和其他人的老妈不一样。以前的老妈和书本为伍，和音乐作伴，喜欢花花草草，畏惧所有电子娱乐如网络电视等。现在的老&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:宋体;"&gt;妈变成了典型的，既是煲连续剧的那类。对爱情有强烈的感觉对老妈来说已经是曾经。家里的爱情小说（中文英文都好）已经成为了历史，平时和老爸也是普通的&lt;/span&gt; “&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:宋体;"&gt;老夫老妻&lt;/span&gt;”，老妈今天返老还童，追看年轻人看的婆妈台湾连续剧。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;老天。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;当 然，临危不乱是周某的优点。经过仔细分析，能够导致老妈改变生活习惯的因素不多。第一，硕士学位压力很大，Facebook正好可以解压，连续剧也是老妈 不错的选择。老妈好像也厌倦了书香，几次拨电都说看书看到眼睛痛。第二，为了接近大儿子。她总是喜欢像小孩子那般做一些小动作来引起儿子的注意。学玩 Facebook和看连续剧就是一个明显的例子。这两个重要因素就是导致老妈变坏的杀手锏。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;真的无法想象后天回到家时会有什么感觉。一个月不至于麻痹吧。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-768747335439378546?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/768747335439378546/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=768747335439378546' title='8 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/768747335439378546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/768747335439378546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_17.html' title='老妈的新嗜好'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-8399397443873969109</id><published>2009-11-11T16:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T18:32:12.456+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>我要</title><content type='html'>前几天经历了毕生人最恐怖的考试。十八年以来第一次在考场考得那么糟糕。一份二十八页的考卷，做第一题时就已经知道时间不够用，肯定回答不完。结果最后五分钟有十多题做不完，还得瞎开枪。考完试后见大家脸黑黑，可想而知。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;抱怨了一会儿，大家的坏心情随着大雨的停竭消失了。走了三四公里去了ＳＵＮＷＡＹPYRAMID花钱解压。老婆和升哥也全豁了出去，带着大队去吃最贵的 Pasta Zanmai，结果吃了一餐三十几块的午餐，但是物有所值。晚餐也很干脆，JW叫了比萨外卖，晚餐吃了半片比萨，撑着肚子去看了一场电影。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当然 以上只是小男人秘密日记，没什么好看的，不就是长发宅男考完试后的颓废生活而已。其实小男人心里很多事情想做。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想要做很多东西，首先是把魔术方块所有公式学会。来来去去那五十几个变化，五十几个公式，要突破三十秒大关，小男人还只差三秒钟。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;此外，小男人很想在假期学会盼望已久的《舒伯特小夜曲》。悲伤的旋律，什么时候听都那么好听。好久没有认真地学会一曲了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小男人也很想和KMNS的朋友看电影。答应过XL要陪她看一部恐怖电影。很久没有和KMNS的朋友疯癫度日了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当然也很期待和家人吃饭。小男人不太孝顺，吃饭时想美眉，没有想家人。期待回家和家人吃餐饭赎罪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然说考完试感觉很轻松，但是怎么也提不起劲做事。自己对周边事物都不太热诚，度日如年，行尸走肉。要等一个月才能让我自己的重新生活充实。这让我想到老妈所说过的，人需要精神寄托，一个没有精神寄托的人活着也没有具体意义。然而什么叫生活充实，自己目前还不太清楚。这几个月真的很累。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-8399397443873969109?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/8399397443873969109/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=8399397443873969109' title='4 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/8399397443873969109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/8399397443873969109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='我要'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-7323428924789401990</id><published>2009-10-11T09:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T09:03:00.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><title type='text'>凶宅</title><content type='html'>周末时很享受孤独。自己一个人呆在房间真的很不错。通常都是自己泡一杯咖啡在电脑前打电玩或者是读书，直到天黑。晚餐后还是喜欢自己一个人。感觉很棒，直到我室友告诉了我几项“奇怪”的现象，发生在我的房子里。听后觉得有点刺激，毛骨悚然。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我时常迟睡，半夜时常听见开关门的声音，不以为意，觉得可能是楼上传来的声音。后来有一次室友艾文告诉我说他听见的声音是从他房间传来的。他还说有一次他在房间里躺着时听见，而声音是从窗外传来。但是窗外就是十七楼下的高速公路。房子的建筑结构简单。在厕所的小窗外也肯定听不见，因为对面就是一道墙。声音从哪来？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不但如此。家里的电器时常出问题。而且修好一样就坏一样。一开始是插座。接着是房间外走廊的灯，之后是厕所的灯，之后到洗澡间的灯，再到屋外的灯。有一次和艾文一起开洗澡间的灯，但是没里亮。这是另外一位室友走过来试开，一开就开到了。艾文也说上次洗澡时一开水灯就熄了。她还是继续洗澡。洗完之后把水关了，灯又马上亮起来。也有一次，走廊的灯不着，艾文就走到灯下，灯马上又开了。诡异。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;更刺激的是半夜敲门事件。话说JW煲剧煲到半夜一点多。突然有人敲他的房间门说：“喂，还在看戏啊？”JW做出了对的选择-不加理会。大家都很好奇，因为真的没有人敲他的门。其中两位室友都很早睡，艾文也说他睡了。我就只呆在房间里玩电玩，灯关后都不出房间。敲门的“人”是谁至今还没人知道。JW也梦见他的房间里有着一个马来男子。听起来有点恐怖。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨天下午踢球后回家。回家洗了澡（谢天谢地灯没坏）回房间躺着休息。躺着躺着听见房间外有开关按钮的声音。既是“提提塔塔”的那种。当时的我不知道犯了什么傻，打开门走出去找出音源。一出房间门口，声音就马上停止。当时外卖正好送到，于是就壮起胆，在房间外吃饭。一切显得多么宁静。吃饱了回房，声音又开始继续了。当然，那时只有我一个人，真TMD刺激。头痛的我无法再做出多余的想象，马上倒头睡去，不敢多想。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实这家房子感觉上有点阴森，不像之前六楼的那间。第一次来到这间单位时就觉得阴阴的。艾文也说这件单位很冷，有寒意。当然，这些也可能是自己多心。自己也不会去花钱请一位师傅来驱魔。反正自己被考试和功课搞到自己也像鬼了。进不到Monash才好怕，灵异事件又算什么呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-7323428924789401990?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-7383459714681870023</id><published>2009-10-03T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T02:29:35.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心情'/><title type='text'>中秋周末</title><content type='html'>中秋节不再像往常般和朋友吃月饼聊天看月亮提灯笼。反而是沉醉在网络世界中试图逃避现实的压力。今天没有圆圆的月亮。这么大以来，第一次没有在中秋节看见月亮。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想念家里中秋节的气氛。有月饼，有朋友提灯笼，喝茶聊天，家人的团圆饭。如果不是周末，我肯定不会记得这些，也不会知道今天是中秋节。若不是周末，我多半会为下周的考试奋斗五十巴仙。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;中秋团聚，只是蒙蒙一片影子，在脑海里面不再清晰。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;昨晚是古玛的生日。大家真的玩得太疯了。首先是把他骗到泳池旁边，唱完生日歌马上把他抛下水。第一次见到有人的钱包湿了还那么开心。吃秘密食谱的蛋糕时，HS好像玩泥巴那样地切蛋糕。当然少不了蛋糕涂鸦战。古玛的奶头被众人攻击，奶油和雪糕布满其胸，好像和女友打了野战来那般。很好笑！&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="left"&gt;要让人讨厌你很简单。这个道理终于被我见证到了。需要我时就抱紧不放，不需要我时就把我当成是木头。当我是朋友就不会这样回答：“我没有約你。”不约我就算了，但是不要说话得罪我。连简单的沟通技巧也不会，说话不顾虑到会不会得罪别人。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;在外读书免不了同居，同居免不了要“互相谦于容忍”。但是不要向我耍脾气，不要大声对我说话，不要对我的爱好有意见，也不需要从我手中抢走我的爱好，然后说：“一边讲电话一边转魔术方块很吵咯！”这算是什么意思？不能告诉我吗？干嘛抢走我的魔术方块，是恐吓吗？好好告诉我的话我会尊重你，但是强制性的抢走我的东西不符合“尊重”。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;考试要到了。虽然不怎么读书，但是还是会感到压力。感到压力是好事，因为你在呼。不管怎样，明天再看看心情如何再说读书吧。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-2874509998477286442</id><published>2009-09-06T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T08:00:00.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><title type='text'>吃</title><content type='html'>说到吃，来了Subang Jaya那么久都还没有吃到真正好吃的食物。Medan那里的食物，我早就腻了。来来去去就是普通的味道。食物完全不符合我味蕾的要求。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;板面固然不错，但是每天都吃板面会弄到我反胃不止，可能还会让我得肾病。杂菜饭的老板娘也是一直针对我。不知道是我那里得罪了她，每次付账时都乘机敲诈。三四片豆腐，几片鸡肉，几根青菜，价钱竟然高达六块半！吃杂菜饭就是要被开膛。鱼头米粉，汤虽浓，但是米粉和鱼肉就是很普通。明明是叫大的，但是来到是却只有几片鱼肉，其他的什么都没有。价钱和味道与材料搭不上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚餐更加可悲。不知道为什么，黄粉很喜欢吃苏姐的食物。我一点也不觉得好吃。份量少，没味道。香蕉叶的食物也是不能让我满足，因为选择不多，大部分都试过了。猛迈的食物很咸，价钱也是最贵的。除了他的印度煎饼，其他的都一律被我的味蕾封刹。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从Subang的KTM车站站到Batang Benar，几个小时的车程搞得我的脚残废了两天。一切都是为了吃。到了外婆家，入口的食物都是阵阵美味。外婆炒了烧肉，褒了药材汤。很久没有偿到的味道熟悉的家乡菜了。数数，四个月多没回家了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了芙蓉和文丁，自然少不了碗仔糕、虾面、客家面等。舅舅也很好，带我到许多好吃的小食摊吃好料。这些都是在Subang里难以找到的。就算有也不太好吃。SS14和SS15的还没尝试过，听说有的还不错。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;舅舅说，如果吃到腻了可以尝试自己在公寓烹煮晚餐。其实这个点子还满不错。偶尔可以来个意大利面，偶尔可以来个稀粥配咸蛋，或者是来个普通的煎蛋配小菜。实际上自己很清楚，我不会有那么多时间来煮饭吃，虽然很喜欢下厨（喜欢下厨不代表煮得很棒）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还好这次没有白回芙蓉。想吃的都偿到了。在外婆家吃晚饭，她还打趣地说我这个外孙肥了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-2874509998477286442?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/2874509998477286442/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=2874509998477286442' title='8 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>不知道为什么，心情平淡，什么事情也提不起劲来干。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想买一个心语搅拌机，把我想说的话，从心底放出来倒入搅拌机，搅啊搅。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天早上就下雨，很凉快。老妈十点钟就在楼下等我。短短五分钟的见面又说拜拜。这让我想到朋友所说的，关系就像时间的秒针，很久才能和时针见面，见面的时间却又很有限，一瞬间就划过。下一次的见面，又要等待。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;我真的爱上了魔术方块。以前老是认为这个方块很无聊，现在学会了如何去解方块，对这个东西的偏见完全消失无踪。上课时也方块，等车时也方块，吃饭时也方块，读书时还是方块。每次上MalaysiaStudy时就能见到魔术方块的热潮。几个人的头低下，制造很专心听课的错觉。实际上整个讲堂有六个不同的魔术方块正在转动。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;老师给功课的手法很不客气，一给就是一大堆。就是要你死就是了。我的每一个周末都无法好好享受自己的时间。时间全部用在功课上。不知自己几时会跳楼自杀。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;搅好了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-5361594852271414040?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/5361594852271414040/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=5361594852271414040' title='6 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5361594852271414040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5361594852271414040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_22.html' title='心语搅拌'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-811762667827836047</id><published>2009-08-13T14:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T14:23:09.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><title type='text'>走楼梯</title><content type='html'>昨晚做了我有史以来最傻的傻事。我竟然从一楼走楼梯走到二十三楼。历时八分钟，结果精疲力尽，元气大伤。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;话说辉哥心血来潮，想要到生GABRIAL家上网。那么刚好我也要上网（我房间没有WIFI...），于是便和他一起去对面楼的二十三楼去上网。很幸运的，电梯很顺利地把我们带到一楼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了一楼就走到对面楼的电梯去等。四个电梯，竟然只有两个可以使用，其中一个还久久停在二十X楼。因为只有两个电梯的关系，人潮开始出现在电梯门口。不同的肤色，共同的目的。十分钟过了还是没有电梯（还在停留在X楼...）。于是辉哥就很索性地把门打开，叫我和他一起走楼梯。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听起来好像是命令，在加上这里的人数要一起上电梯的话也要来回几趟，于是就背着大约三四公斤的电脑背包迈向楼梯口。口中开始怨恨着公寓管理层。辉哥果然是个机器人，说走楼梯上二十三楼也不吭一声，简直是给你那种“谁怕谁”的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的没有试过在八分钟的时间里从一楼走到二十三楼，昨晚我确实是做到了。换来的是一身疲累和汗水。这是一种荒唐的经验。更可笑的是我们走到二十三楼时电梯还没有降到一楼。昨晚以后我称得上是半个铁人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一楼走到二十三楼的路途是多么地漫长。重复又重复的梯级，重复又重复的步伐。楼梯好像永远都走不完。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走到了二十三楼，肌肉真的开始酸了，而辉哥还是潇洒得很，微笑也没有，酷。我就一直在一旁警告他说以后不要再走楼梯上二十三楼了。但他似乎听不见。明天我得从六楼搬去十七楼，等电梯的问题还得继续对我纠缠。电梯闹脾气，我就得走楼梯了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-811762667827836047?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/811762667827836047/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=811762667827836047' title='8 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/811762667827836047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/811762667827836047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_13.html' title='走楼梯'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-3952256052231192989</id><published>2009-08-09T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T00:08:05.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>生命无常</title><content type='html'>前几天还他还是活生生的，有心跳，有感觉，有感情，会思考。万万没想到今天的他已经冷冰冰，不再微笑，不再球场上看到他厮杀的背影。一场车祸，使到他的草草结束了十六年的生命。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;错误的决定，一念之差，破坏了一个家庭的幸福，破坏了很深厚的友谊。在学校里我没有和他多少接触，只知道他是一个品学兼优的好学生。我妈教了他六年，说他是一个好学生，他的离开，大家深深感到惋惜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这么年轻的生命就这样结束。多么突然，多么可惜，多么不幸。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最伤心的莫过于是他的家属。听老妈的口诉，朱老师两眼无神，坐在角落，无法接受事实。也听友人口诉，他的妹妹也是一样面无表情，发呆，痛在心里。他的朋友，个个哭得死去活来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生命无常。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是我唯一能在这起意外能领悟到的道理。想了一会儿，我自己也没有去珍惜身边爱我的人。偶尔还会嫌老妈罗嗦，和妈子说话也少了以往的客气。明白自己老妈对游子的心态，就是不放心我一个人在外。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;活着，幸存，多么幸运。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天我对你的微笑，不知是不是最后一次，谁也无法说穿，上帝就是设好了这个规则，强调人与人之间的关系需要去珍惜和关爱，切勿让自己后悔，也不要做出会让家人担心的事情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天天气很好，但就是提不起劲做事，阳光普照。空气就是弥漫着郁闷。在此祝福劲企学弟一路好走，也祝福他家人能够早日脱离阴影。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-3952256052231192989?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-8282689377040193765</id><published>2009-08-05T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T11:44:40.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><title type='text'>生病</title><content type='html'>典型的小男人就是很害怕生病。我 这个麻邋佬也不例外。一场病搞到我哭生叫死，小命子都差点丢了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知自己多久没有生大病了，结果昨天午饭后就开始发烧头痛，体温降至三十五度，身体却发热飙汗。恐怖了，我的咳嗽伤风才痊愈，突然之间来一个发烧发冷，会不会是某某很流行的流感叻？加上我的室友也和我同时发高烧（三十九度），咳嗽和伤风，感觉上自己好像要死了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老天爷死要我生病就生病，为什么选择在次日有生物课考试时让我这个善良的小男人发烧发冷呢？精神受到打击，因为一直以为自己要死了，而且是死在异乡。表面上我显得很冷静，实际上我担心自己是否真的回感染那个X型流感，也担心自己没有时间复习准备考试。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早上的我明明抱着“今天是美好的一天”的标语去上课，怎么知道在吃午餐时连份量很少的干捞板面都吃不完。接着去上课时就发现自己不妥，身体发热。起初以为自己神经敏感，后来发现到自己肌肉酸痛和鼻塞时才赶去SICK BAY寻求意见。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那位医护女士很熟练地把塑料薄膜套在温度计，然后就塞进我的嘴巴里，等待“嘀嘀嘀”声响。还是以为自己很正常很健康，怎知道我的体温竟然降低。心开始发慌，想到自己生病了心里就发毛。糟糕了，这次真的生病了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结果回到家洗了澡马上就躺在床上自生自灭，昏睡去了。八点钟醒过来，发现自己的病情未见好转，手脚还是没有力气，好像尸体那般。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;头痛之下吃了黄粉买来的伊面，身体开始感觉到了一点力量。于是吞了两颗PANADOL之后就开始退烧了。更神奇的是我洗了澡之后疲劳全消，头也不痛了。于是趁自己还行便拿出课本复习功课。后来自己开始精神起来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这次真的是给发烧吓倒，我的寿命可能为昨天的病减少了几年。加上精神上的折磨，我差一点儿崩溃。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;算了。反正死不了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-8282689377040193765?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/8282689377040193765/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=8282689377040193765' title='13 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='感想'/><title type='text'>孤单与电梯</title><content type='html'>感觉上在这里生存很勉强。我不太喜欢这里的生活。这里的节奏很快，一切都用赶的。早上起床赶巴士，到了学院赶课室，课室里讲师也在“赶课”。我也觉得自己迈向了一个很奇怪的阶段，未成年却要在一个大城市里成为城市独侠。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看着进进出出的情侣出双入对，心里自然很不滋味。人家总是说不需要着急，时机成熟自然会有艳遇。拜托，我很可能在这个可爱的地方呆上五个秋天（大马好像没有什么春夏秋冬...），我不想在这五年里没有背后小女人呀！我要爱了！（还是过了Foundation再说...）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天下美女如富贵花，但是能看不能摘。万一这五年完全找不到周某的小女人呢？那么我不是注定成为千年钻石王老五？老妈不是做不成奶奶？（想太多...）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;先放下周某对爱爱的欲望不谈，谈谈电梯好了。这里的电梯很典型。暗淡的白灯，小小的四方空间，红色的显示灯，时常失灵。四个电梯却只有一个正常运作。等一个电梯可以花了我十五分钟的时间。用逻辑思考，时间就是生命，我用生命来等待一趟上六楼的电梯。可笑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;电梯里有时很恐怖，有时侯你会误会自己生活在其他国家那般，尤其是当你在电梯里被非洲留学生包围时。一个人在电梯里听着一些叽哩咕鲁的语言，仿佛自己真的身处他处。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;电梯里永远是那么地安静，当然，只要外国留学生没有在时。门关上就是恰似永远的沉默，就在那小小的空间里。在电梯里和自己的朋友也是一样。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有选择，我只能习惯。五年后的我就是半个城市佬了。读书归读书，我也是人，需要爱的。你们说要等她来，还是要去寻找她呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-4300011324045614699?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/4300011324045614699/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=4300011324045614699' title='20 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/4300011324045614699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/4300011324045614699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_22.html' title='孤单与电梯'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-1039709713814762507</id><published>2009-07-12T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T17:44:00.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><title type='text'>倒霉</title><content type='html'>好不容易等到一个星期六，却被通知学院办了一个领导活动，搞得我要比上课天早起床。七点钟梳洗完毕就走到楼下等巴士。等等等，巴士竟然没有要开动的意思。结果搞到我需要走五公里的路途去学院（从CASA SUBANG去SUNWAY COLLEGE，自己去想象。）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了那里，花了一小时来进行晨操，也就是那些挥手挥脚的那些小动作。满无聊的，因为我没有流到汗，加上在星期六一早就进行那么无聊的运动真的很无聊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想逗留，结果我拿锦圣当借口，说我和他有约会，需要赶去找他。于是走出了学院门口我就叫了一辆他X的德士，给了他五块钱，起程驶去SUNWAY PYRAMID购物中心去找锦圣。计划很简单。我以为我的计划可以很完美地进行，但是人算不如天算，我的手机竟然不小心掉在德士上。完了，这次完蛋了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然周某有时很糊涂，但是很明智的，我的反应很快，马上就跑去追那辆德士。（其实很笨，竟然用双腿去追汽车。）当然，功亏一篑。跑了一百米，手机没拿回,还被路人误会我是什么时髦的神经病人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;更傻的是，我走完了整个SUNWAY PYRAMID去找锦圣，而不是去柜台拨电话求救（最后还是有。）走了大概一个小时，我终于放弃。走去询问台，拨电给黄粉求救。等到他来之后又那么巧遇见锦圣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为了发泄心里的不满，我和朋友一起血拼解压。收获包括两件G牌子的衣服，还有一件EDXXX的牛仔裤。昨晚的消费真的是在我的钱包烧了一个洞。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的天哪!我最近干了什么?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-1039709713814762507?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/1039709713814762507/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=1039709713814762507' title='11 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/1039709713814762507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/1039709713814762507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_12.html' title='倒霉'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-3462042571348391103</id><published>2009-07-09T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:58:13.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><title type='text'>最近</title><content type='html'>在KMNS里买了一张麻将纸,打算准备明天要呈现的化学作业。走出店铺就收到到一通电话，得知第二天要在两点之前赶到  SUBANG的SUNWAY学院报到。傻了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老妈接到我的电话马上就出发载我到SUBANG，一切在仓促下。收拾书包，和朋友逐个道别。一切来得太突然，认识不久的朋友就要说再见，心里自然有几分不舍。可爱的国伦，整个晚上静静的，在沉默中表达自己对我的不舍得。可爱啊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这里的学院的升降机就像魔术盒子那样，进去时往往是其他人，出来的一定是美媚，我的眼睛在几个小时后就瞎了。美丽的魔力，弄得我眼睛都瞎了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;换了生活环境。这里的生活脚步急促，都是城市的生活。虽然可以迟一些起床，但是不代表可以迟到。吃饭时也会心痛，毕竟这里的食物太贵了。吃饭吃到我想哭，无论食物多么美味。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;相比之下，这里比起先修班来得自由。毋须害怕迟回到宿舍而被惩罚，生活素质也提高了许多。一切还不错，尤其是有黄粉在这里。目前感觉得到一些压力，因为是被JPA赞助的,成绩不好随时再见。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间上有限，写不多，会再写的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-3462042571348391103?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/3462042571348391103/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=3462042571348391103' title='11 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/3462042571348391103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/3462042571348391103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='最近'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-2988380649908347619</id><published>2009-06-20T08:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T08:30:02.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='朋友'/><title type='text'>十点钟以后</title><content type='html'>反复不变地生活，但是随着朋友的出现，我渐渐喜欢上KMNS的生活了。其实在先修班的生活真的是乏味，除了读书上课，自己没有多少时间来做做自己喜欢做的事情，少了网络，少了和兄弟姐妹们的废话闲聊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;苦读了两小时多，夜间最帮的消遣就是和几个朋友拿着两把吉它到草场旁的观众席去弹吉它、唱歌、看星星、谈谈心、聚会在一起。星星在最近的晚上显得特别明亮，加上月光发出淡淡的银色光芒，这个搭配营造了浪漫的夜晚。一切就在十点钟以后。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吉它乐队里的主音已经离开先修班到IMU去进修医学系了。主音的名字叫颜锦圣。其专长是唱歌、“打DOTA”、睡眠状态时听课、和某某女生耍花腔。凭着他的高音，许多老师和女生被彻底迷倒。上课时我坐在他旁边。很习惯地，他总是在上课时睡觉，功课却是顶呱呱。和我说最多废话的是他。离开前还请我吃了一碗ABC呢！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那位叫XIANG LING的女生很会配音。她是学院里的活跃份子。在校园的小径可以看见她在跑步，篮球场上可以看见他的笨手笨脚，象棋社也可以看见她被对方棋手厮杀。和她聊天很开心，也不知道为什么。糊涂是她的特点。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喝水王是另外一位吉它手。唱歌的实力不比锦圣差。除了可以弹得一手好吉它以外，他的篮球技术可算是不平凡的。外貌英俊潇洒，物理神童，篮球好手，歌喉非凡，他就是KMNS先生。阿Beh也是一位和我们一起夜间聚会的男生。他拥有令人羡慕的六块腹肌和两块胸肌。篮球场上显露出他强硬的风范。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还有一位叫jaclyn（译名）的女生。她很酷。她就是时常微笑着。她是著名地“当事人”，因为很多离奇古怪的事情时常发生在她身上，例如一只小鸟无缘无故在她用餐时撞到风扇去断头自杀，血液溅到她的食物，或者是看见没有头的蛾之类的。单眼皮的她还是笑着好一些，因为我觉得她一旦不笑的话就很危险了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就是我们这几个朋友会在十点多十一点在宿舍外犯规（规定是指十一点禁止离开宿舍范围。），享受着歌声和两位吉它手之间的默契。当大家唱着很有活力的《不能说的秘密》或者是《晴天》时，我听见青少年的热情与活力。很享受大家一起喊唱这些曲子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;法网恢恢，疏而不漏。正当大家起劲时，摩托车引擎会中断我们的欢乐时光。管理人员会来质问我们时间，指责我们，叫我们赶快离开。屡劝不听是我们的特点。结果有一次的晚上十一点半，我们四位男生被宿舍的管理老师逮个正。一系列地风波以后（另外一个故事，想到就温度上升），我们的吉它被没收。次日拿会吉它以后，我们就有一星期没有去唱歌聚会了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十点到十一点这个一小时是我一天里最轻松的时刻。功课的烦恼，随着旋律和音韵的出现散开了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-2988380649908347619?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/2988380649908347619/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=2988380649908347619' title='14 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/2988380649908347619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/2988380649908347619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_20.html' title='十点钟以后'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-8126572506040881814</id><published>2009-06-13T14:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T14:00:00.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><title type='text'>近况汇报</title><content type='html'>不要担心，我很好。来了大学先修班之后，我慢慢开始适应这里的生活了。我在这里不再像以前那般颓废了，开始读书,研究功课。我很享受这里的生活，算是那种“太棒了”的生活方式。虽然有规律,但是却感觉不到规律所带来的死板。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一天的开始是在六点五十三分的闹钟发牢骚之后开始的。习惯性地，我拥有短短五分钟的懒床时间。之后就是步行到浴室，让冰冷的水剥夺棉被带给我的温暖。冷水洒在头发，不情愿之下打了几个寒颤。彻底醒了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;选了一千零一件西装T衫，草草地系了一条领带，就步行到楼下的餐厅去用早餐。摆在面前的往往是炒腂条，炒饭，以及一些甜甜腻腻的马来糕点。千篇一律的油腻，千篇一律的辛辣。加上一杯热美禄，我的KMNS式的早餐。朋友们逐个来到餐厅吃饭，自然就聊天说地了起来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;接着就是步行到五百米以外的课室去上课。等到满脑子充满数字和文字时才打算去另外一个餐厅去吃午饭。再次的，千篇一律的油腻，千篇一律的辛辣。朋友的下课时间不同，所以时常自己一个人去吃午饭，但是往往到了食堂会遇见其他的朋友来医肚子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;午饭后要专心有一些难度，所以我时常寻找机会在课堂上睡觉。上了课,有时间就去图书馆啃书做功课。读书读到脑袋发烧了之后才回宿舍。放下书包换上运动装，就再次行走五百米去打篮球，把从早就凝聚在心里的郁闷发泄出来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;七点钟傍晚，汗流浃背加上疲劳的身子和沉重的步伐，去享用晚餐。当然，又是油腻和辛辣。和几位朋友聊天一面吃饭，一直到八点我才洗澡。过后我拿起书包，再次走到五百米以外的图书馆继续拼命。十点半回到宿舍下的餐厅吃夜宵，继续刚刚聊完的话题。再次，倒在床上晕死，等待漫长的第二天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这是我每天的生活。看起来很闷，但是我满喜欢这种规律性的生活，应该是有一堆朋友的关系吧。然而老天很爱和我开玩笑，正当我享受着这里的生活时,我得知我JPA奖学金的上诉成功，迟些要去MONASH学院了。短暂与这里的朋友相遇，却不久就要分离了，我很讨厌这种感觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;分分合合，我要麻木了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-8126572506040881814?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/8126572506040881814/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=8126572506040881814' title='29 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/8126572506040881814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/8126572506040881814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='近况汇报'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-4304464164470968742</id><published>2009-05-26T16:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:00:00.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='闲扯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='娱乐'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='报告'/><title type='text'>联邦调查局调查报告</title><content type='html'>这篇是预发的。周某本人正在深造，暂时无法上网。对不起啊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;首先要感谢市长先生授权给我开个性质和著名的《嘴痒摊》相同的新单元。当然也要感谢大家投票给予支持。谢谢大家。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;经过大约一个星期的调查活动，“怎样死最痛”的调查报告显示出很多人认为“被火烧死”最痛。这个选择以十八票的高票成为“最痛的死法”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实这个问题专家曾经研究过，火烧身亡的确很痛，毕竟全身都是神经腺。火烧时的痛是无法想像的。搁下火烧毋论，自己靠近火堆时已经感受到了火势传来的阵阵热气。如果自己混入火堆里自焚，痛楚自知。皮肤由火一层层地褒落，自己却无形中变成了烧猪。真的很痛没错。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;摔死的选择有三票，居然让我小吃一惊，毕竟跳楼自杀的都是乌呼就死掉了，完全没得挣扎。根据研究，很多人在跳楼自杀还没触地以前已经死亡了。原因是有关于物理的定律如气压，地心引力，力量，个人心理等等因素。如果我没记错的话，有些人的心脏或其他内脏因为力量和气压的关系，在半空中已经心跳停止马上身亡。掉在地面只是粉身碎骨，看起来很痛，其实接触地面时是当场死亡的，只是死法让人感觉到折腾的痛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;至于溺毙死亡的和窒息死亡的票数打平。某种程度上说来，这两种死法的确是很相似，即是无法呼吸而导致死亡的死法。溺毙其实是很辛苦的死法。根据专家的研究，溺毙身亡前，水份灌入死者的肺部，死者会感受到肺部撕裂的痛，如同被灼伤。人在喝水时不小心灌到气管时是否感觉到很辛苦？之后自然的会把水咳出来，因为这是一种自动反应。当自己在水中无法呼吸时，水会慢慢灌入肺部，肺部充满了水份时，我们就会感觉到痛了。对于窒息的，我研究不多，只是觉得很辛苦。不相信就试试看把自己的鼻子塞着不要呼吸五分钟就好了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;触电死亡就干净利落，没有血迹，没有痛苦，只有短暂性（还是要看电的威力）的麻痹，不久心脏就停止跳动了。这种是人道的死法，在美国很流行。人道的死刑刑法有慢性毒药，坐电椅等。这些都在美国采用。枪毙和上吊，感觉上会比较痛。然而枪毙和上吊刑法是一种文化，就如古时的斩首，五花大梆分尸那类那么经典。著名的现代统治者撒旦·胡先就是问吊的。死后发现到他的颈部断裂，肯定在死前感受到一会儿的痛苦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对我而言，静静地躺在自己熟悉又舒适的地方，等待天使的迎接，把自己的灵魂和快乐一齐带走，眼睛慢慢闭上，毫无牵挂，就是最幸福的死法了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-4304464164470968742?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/4304464164470968742/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=4304464164470968742' title='19 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/4304464164470968742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>昨晚半夜时分，手机里的朋友和MSN里的朋友不停地找我祝我生日快了。我很谢谢大家的祝福，但是坦白说，我真的不是很开心。十八岁的生日是很象征性的生日，代表着一个人的成长。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨晚我睡不好，也不知道是为了什么事情烦恼。今早起床后完全没有看到老爸老妈，就匆匆忙忙跑去找黄粉跑步去了。由于脚部乏力，加上心情的一点低落，我跑到一半就停下来了。天色阴沉沉，俨如我的心情。随后我就和黄粉在篮球场射射篮球，聊聊天。今天大部分的时间都和黄粉渡过 － 早餐、调整他的电脑、看美女、电脑游戏。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间过得真是快。昨晚受到通知以后，还以为自己有时间和朋友相聚。现在八点多了，十五个小时后，我可能就离开家里了。可笑的是，在我离开去深造以前最后的晚餐竟然是草草的肯得基家乡鸡。今晚以后，不知什么时候可以再次躺在我舒服的床褥上了。味道还旋绕在味蕾的小白菜，萝卜汤，面粉糕，极可能会被时间冲淡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨晚收拾行李时，老妈喋喋不休。在她的眼中，我永远是他的傻孩子，只是傻孩子要离开家里了。千交代万交代，就是叫我要勤劳读书，不要吃喝玩乐，要照顾身子，有事就求救。她的语气真的让我感觉到，我真的要离开了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老妈说：“你准备好要读书了吗？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我说：“还没有。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老妈再问：“舍不得吗？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我说：“是啊，舍不得家人啊...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老妈摇摇头，脸颊被光反射映出一道泪痕，望着我说：“其实我更担心你啊。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的泪腺再度敏感起来，眼泪聚在眼眶，欲掉却不坠，一切不舍强留在心里，无法用心动表达。这两天的眼泪累计了很多，就是强忍，无法掉下（我是周某，形象要维持的）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚上和朋友喝茶聊天，聊了许多宛如昨天才发生的过去。记得小学时候大家的顽皮，中学的喜怒哀乐。时间就是残忍，完全没有留下来的意思，反而趁着大家在欢乐时加快脚步，不久又是一场分离。K今天和我通了将近四十分钟的电话，她的语气，完全表达着我的惆怅。她说她舍不得我们之类的，弄得我有点感触。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这次的离别是下一次的相聚。然而能不能一起，还要看看运气，相聚是几时，也只有天知道了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（听说我的先修班学院的WIFI没有开启的，所以可能会被绑在海底。那个《联邦调查局》可能写不到调查结果，但是我会尽量的。）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-4019708317587987505?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/4019708317587987505/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=4019708317587987505' title='29 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/4019708317587987505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/4019708317587987505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_24.html' title='不像生日'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-4416879861993533875</id><published>2009-05-22T16:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T16:34:00.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>心情杂炒</title><content type='html'>昨天的心情简直是干炒福建面 － 太杂了。前晚完全睡不着。升学的选择很多也使我失眠。明天考车牌也感觉到忐忑不安。全都是面子问题。朋友能一蹴而就，怕自己会在驾驶时失手。加上我的手提电脑Studio 15还没送上门，我的优质睡眠间接性受到影响。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结果次日醒来照镜子。我看见怪兽：脑袋沉沉，眼袋下垂，黑眼圈，青春豆。简直像是损容后的我。洗了澡之后就在黄粉家，随后吃了一碟普普通通的炒果条。等待顺风车的心情是很烦燥。原因莫过于司机的不守时和昨晚的睡眠不足。盼得颈长了，车子来到。开车后又是一个三十分钟的等待。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了驾驶学校，阿里先生才告诉我说下午两点才轮到我和黄粉。我的天，手机上的时间显示着八点四十五分，意思既是说我还有几个小时的时间需要等待。我的心情杂炒加了几撮等待的调味料，自然炒出烦杂的郁闷。加上我昨晚的“潜意识恶梦”，我的心情真的是坠落到谷底。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等待之际我和黄粉坐在会客厅的沙发上，手中握着遥控器。荧幕上的画面和我的心情一样，不停的更换。冷气机很冷，加上心里掩藏着的惆怅，我感觉到心里很重。看了一两部电影之后，终于轮到我了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;考车的心情是紧张。很快地，我被叫到上大路驾驶。对面驶向我的车子让我的心不停地揪着。心情杂炒加了另外的一个元素，紧张。回来时被通知我通过了考试，结果泊车测验和技术考验就没有压力了。还是在心情复杂之下（加上那有问题的离合器），我还是通过了。总的来说，我还是通过了。惆怅。紧张、烦恼、伤心、生气之下，我的心情加了一点点的开心，是那种松了一口气的开心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回到家，接到一封信件，是DELL寄来的帐单。打开来看帐单里没有列下我的电脑。太阳穴上，我的青筋浮上，开始感受到今天第N次的生气了。我马上播了一通电话去DELL公司。连接了之后，通话了，又连接去顾客服务部，又断线。花了整整半小时的时间才知道我的电脑是在二十八号以前才会送到。我瞬间火气上升。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;打球最好了，可以发泄。于是五点半，黄粉就像往常那般载我到篮球场去竞技。第一场最后的关键球被二叔吹掉了，说球员踢到球技术犯规。其实那球完全没有犯规。小彭礼让的精神实在是让我哭笑不得。他还是把球让给了自己的老爸。结果那球最后被对方打进，我们输了一场应该嬴的比赛。接下来的三场球赛，我发挥不佳，三粒关键性的球被我射歪，不然就是失手被抢走。汗是流了很多，但是心情未见好转。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚餐时，食物没有味道。我吃得很慢，老爸也反常地陪我慢慢吃饭。老爸听说我受到拉曼大学的录取后，从他的眼中，我感觉到他很兴奋，但是语气中显示出他有一点不舍。感性发作，我吃饭时，差点掉下眼泪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚上时，我的心情更加紧张，因为先修班的上诉成绩即将公布。从九点钟开始我就不断地和MSN朋友聊天，舒解压力。十二点成绩公布，我得到了一个席位。然而，喜忧参半。之前想着选择多就好，现在发现到选择多了就会形成犹豫了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心情杂炒的一天。炒出了一个青少年的复杂心情味道。时间上也很难安排。明天是我的生日。原本打算庆祝一番的，可是为了准备，我没时间和朋友待在一起了。一切来得太突然了。连一个隆重一点的道别都没有。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-4416879861993533875?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/4416879861993533875/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=4416879861993533875' title='17 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/4416879861993533875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/4416879861993533875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_22.html' title='心情杂炒'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-8526936471142712220</id><published>2009-05-19T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:48:00.534+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='闲扯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>模拟人生</title><content type='html'>相信大家对《模拟人生》这个游戏很熟悉吧？这个游戏就是我们常说的《The Sim》了。自小我就接触这个游戏。儿时丰富的想象力全部使在这个游戏上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我设计了自己喜欢的造型，性格，性别。之后就花一笔钱在一格格的土地中建设自己喜欢的小屋。小屋里永远给我装潢得很漂亮，因为奢侈在这个游戏里是被鼓励的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小学时的我很迷这个游戏。放学之后就在表姐家继续昨晚未完成的建设。买家私，沙发，厨房用具啦之类的。好胜的我每天挑战这个游戏，不断的练习，增加游戏经验，方便游戏里的职业升级等。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有了游戏密码之后，我开始发现到游戏更加好玩。无数的钱币，在游戏中更是万能了。更加有趣的是，在游戏里，主角可以去泡妞，然后结婚，生子，开始幸福的家庭。但是游戏和现实有一个共同点，即当家里的大人们忙于工作，家人之间的关系会疏忽，然后慢慢被一层膜隔着，关系渐渐疏远。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每当游戏到这个点时，我都会选择重新开始。然而，现实生活里，可以重新开始吗？一个错误的选择会影响一生。选错老婆闷一生，选错职业苦一世。人生充满太多大大小小的选择了。吃的时候就Original或是Spicy、冰淇淋就草莓或巧克力、爱情就是继续或放弃...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;游戏里的主角多么幸福啊，放工后就是可以做喜欢做的，而我通常是去找隔壁的女主角谈情，发泄自己在现实情场里的无能。反观现实生活，我们放工后还受到约束，家人，经济问题，工作压力等。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;游戏很简单，但现实人生不是如此。我现在站在十字路口，一个人等待，发呆，深思。一个错误的决定可能影响我大半辈子。我期待一个人的出现，教我如何选择一条表面五差别的道路，走下去。一旦走了下去就要按“重新“开始按钮”。一路上要重新努力、重新找朋友、重新开始生活。有“重新开始”，但肯定没有“倒退”。这就是人生了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-8526936471142712220?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/8526936471142712220/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=8526936471142712220' title='22 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/8526936471142712220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/8526936471142712220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_19.html' title='模拟人生'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-569819255386592842</id><published>2009-05-17T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:45:01.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='闲扯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>美</title><content type='html'>虽然自己是俊男（请呕吧，我会很感激的），但是这不是写我。男生喜欢看美女是公认的事实，无可否认。不知道自己什么时候喜欢上美女，但是我觉得是人的本性，没有人喜欢不美好的东西。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我见过很多美女。虽然都不认识，但是难免看得出她们涩涩的害羞。我觉得被男生注意的女生，她们的心理上好像很矛盾，既讨厌被几个好色佬盯着看，却暗自欣赏自己的美。自然就形成了所谓的“羞答答”。红扑扑的脸蛋发烫，害羞的小美女就是那样可爱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;美女的眼神总是那么致命。在必要时候，美女向自己抛一个挑逗的眼风，男生的心藏跳动会明显升高，不久就中毒窒息了。美女的炯炯双眸杀伤力很强，所以女生令我疯狂。她们的身材更加具有破坏力。前凸后翘，加上走路时拼命地甩，自己眼睛吃冰淇淋之际也不知自己流了多少鼻血。不慎时还可能失血过多身亡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有的美女固然美，但是内心却是丑陋的。一个美如天仙的美女涉及不美丽的行为，在很多人的眼中还是被认为丑陋不已的，不管她有多大的胸部，多翘的屁股，或者是Angelina Jolie的嘴唇。就比如我见过很多很辣的美女，但是手中握着香烟，一口一口地进行着慢性自杀。一切美丽瞬间消失。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;相反的，一位外表平凡的人行为良好，热心助人，在众人的眼底下他可能是很漂亮的天使。我相信大家赞同我所说的。好花不常开，美女不常在。不是每次都有那么多美女能让我欣赏。可是一旦发现对方不是我喜欢的美女类型时，我不说她丑陋，因为我相信每个人都很美丽，只是欣赏的角度和标准上不同而已。也因此，虽然我丑陋，我不怕自己永远单身。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在人海中寻找着你，不管别人怎么看你，我觉得你是最美，最体贴的。这是命运的安排，你不能违背，你注定要给我疼爱一世。天使，我等你的出现。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-569819255386592842?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/569819255386592842/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=569819255386592842' title='22 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/569819255386592842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/569819255386592842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_17.html' title='美'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-8860169373426079395</id><published>2009-05-15T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:45:01.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='闲扯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>讨人厌的发禁</title><content type='html'>记得中二时某天的周会过后，纪律老师来了一个突击检查。我的头发真的不算长，连衣领也没碰到。绰号假水鱼的纪律老师手上拿着剪刀以及剃发器，脸上表情好像要在剪了学生头违例的头发后把学生揶揄一番那样惹人厌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我被他叫到，很不幸。没有解释的机会下，他残忍地把我的头发用剃发器乱剃，结果我的头发歪向一旁。我成为了当天班上的笑柄，在我天真无邪的心理上抹下了一道血迹。我心灵受创，至今还无法从阴影走出来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的发质属于柔软性的，可爱的纪律老师竟然不使用剪刀，反而使用剃发器来一个干净利落，帮我剪了一个可爱的发型。他的表情告诉我：还可以。我记得那天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我本身的头发就不需要什么特别造型的。我的发型是传统的宅男头，既是那些拿碗盖着沿边而剪的发型，椰壳头（你们等着看我的浏海变长）。这种发型算不上好看，但是至少看上去不会呆呆的。典型的礼貌发型。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;头发是父母赐的礼物，属于自己的一部分。头发可以保护头皮，增添信心，同时也可以表现出非凡的魅力。当美女用手拨弄着发丝，甩甩浏海时或是大风把头发吹散时，发丝让风抚弄，飘逸，那种神秘的美感顿时麻醉男生的思绪。这是女生最性感的动作。男生也不差，每当脱下帽子或是头发被风吹乱时，经典的动作就是从牛仔裤的后口袋拿出梳子，半蹲下把自己的头发梳整一番，帅气散发。美。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可惜，现在很多在大马的学生不能展现自己性感的另一面了。身为书生的大家本来就没有多少自由了。功课，考试，无聊的校规已经把学生压得喘不过气了，现在就连小孩子们头上的美也无情剥夺，受到校方的约束。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我这种书生发型就很美了（像个自恋的白痴），简单又不做作。然而某些学校硬是要学生剪一个四号头。造型完全改变，因为在大家脑海中，光头是黑帮，犯人，以及阿兵哥的典型形象。学校充满想像以及学生应该拥有的自由，但是一群学生穿着制服，头发稀少得可怜，犹如在学校里受刑的犯人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;短发的女生就好像没有咖厘的咖厘面，或者是没有C·罗纳多的曼联那般，失色。女生的头发有一项特别的功能。长长的头发垂杨袅袅，一丝丝地遮着皓齿明眸，掩饰着独有的神秘。头发短了，一切神秘的美感消失，没有九十九分以上的美女了。女生的头发一飘，男生的心会很自然地揪了一下，魅力难以阻挡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;校方指定四号发型的原因是因为要训练学生的纪律。学校要求在校园内就要尊从校规指定的发型，有道理。放学以后头发不会长回原本的“飞机头”或者是“火箭头”。也就是说，在某种程度上，校规已经干涉了学生下课之后的发型自由。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;光头的学生不见得很守纪律。一个坏学生要被教导，不是透过发型限制，无理的原因只会让学生更加叛逆。纪律可以透过功课、活动和运动来锻练，效果远远比起强制性的发禁来得有效。我年轻过（好像自己很鬼老那样），我知道学生不喜欢强制性的规矩。发禁就是一种刻薄的强制，既没有达到原本的目的，还剥夺了学生们对自己外貌的自信。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;之前美女穿迷你裙是为了示威，抗议，争取女性应该拥有的女性自由。家长与学生可以用相同的手段（当然不是穿迷你裙）来向校方示威，争取大马校规的巨大突破。至于很多人说，一旦发禁不存在的话，学生的头发就会染上彩虹的颜色，或者是尖得可以刺破气球，我觉得家长不会让自己的孩子那么会“打扮”或者是“做作”吧。长发无所谓，整齐就好了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结束前来一个打油诗：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;俊男美发乱糟糟&lt;br /&gt;散发魅力人人叫&lt;br /&gt;美女长发轻飘飘&lt;br /&gt;男生看后争着要&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;男生发长真不妙&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;校方使用大剪刀&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;一刀剪下百发掉&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;结果下课被人笑&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;女生头发长长吊&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;剪短发就呱呱叫&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;头发不绑就剪掉&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='讨人厌的发禁'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-129257885038599838</id><published>2009-05-14T15:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:31:55.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='闲扯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='爱情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>随写大小情侣</title><content type='html'>不知是什么问题，最近下载了许多爱情电影来看。每天看到眼睛被泪水沾到模糊不已才罢休。感觉上，自己这样很好笑，像个盼望虚假爱情的傻瓜。但是我享受。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是我不想爱爱，只是觉得年纪太老，这种情场充满陷阱，自己被女生欺骗了也不知道。加上我自己是美女观察派的，情情爱爱的东西真的不符和我的形象。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;周某依然是周某。虽然这些爱情片里的结局那么动人（亲吻加拥抱），可是真实的爱情故事没有那么甜蜜圆满，可惜。昨晚在老板娘的部落格里看见一段留言：爱情是有顾虑的。一点也没错。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;情场有考验，考验自然就是有难度。没有考验的爱情在我眼中是不稳定的，因为双方的纯情与无知，考验一旦到来，自然不知如何对应。考验多了，应付惯了，爱情关系自然稳定。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢甲，甲喜欢我。互爱之际，却时常有外界因素来扰乱这甜蜜的关系。就比如说外人的眼光，家人的反对，自己的标准，对方的习惯等。一个完美的情侣组合真的不容易做到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情很美，很神圣，具备魔力与强大的引力。可是有很多人去蓄意破坏。就如一些欺骗对方感情，伤害另一半等等。有些小瓜在年纪小小时谈青涩的恋爱，分分合合，结果搞到年纪小小收到极大的感情伤害。主要原因是因为他们年纪还小，不知道什么是爱情。在强烈好奇心的驱使下勇敢踏出了第一步。勇气可嘉，但是每当受到创伤是却不知如何面对，搞到自己的心情低落，哭哭啼啼之下度日，无心向学，成绩堕落，结果可想而知。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小小年纪，还需要父母照顾，用父母的钱，哪来闲情去照顾另一半啊？自小我就有这种想法，所以始终单身。爱情是一种形式的付出和委托，不是加减的数学题，更不像公式般牢牢钉死。这么复杂的学问，试问年纪轻轻的我有能力弄明白吗？这需要时间来灌溉我，让我心灵上茁壮成长。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我老了，但是目前不需要爱爱，所以我还是很平常地打开电脑文件夹里的爱情电影，麻醉一下自己就好了。爱情篇俨如吗啡，可以抵制我对爱情的欲望和好奇，是很有效的毒品。我还是继续当傻子好了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-129257885038599838?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/129257885038599838/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=129257885038599838' title='20 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/129257885038599838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/129257885038599838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_14.html' title='随写大小情侣'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-6945378291665050967</id><published>2009-05-12T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T16:51:01.453+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='闲扯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='娱乐'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>亲吻</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtJE6pOC02U/Sgk37ykgx1I/AAAAAAAAAQs/Lx_OOfs7ZJw/s1600-h/Kiss.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334856733923788626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtJE6pOC02U/Sgk37ykgx1I/AAAAAAAAAQs/Lx_OOfs7ZJw/s320/Kiss.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;昨晚某某朋友寄了一个视频网页给我。标题大大个地写着“如何激吻”。这几个有磁力的字眼淡化了我烦杂的心情，构起我的兴趣。看完了亲吻，我赫然觉得亲吻真的是一门学问。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;亲吻本来是很原始的沟通。两个嘴唇，毋需任何语言，加上眼神散发的动人魅力，一个很美丽的亲吻举动自然产生。双唇湿润，粉红赤赤，两眼放电，动作简单，但是永久性烙印在两个人的脑袋里，袅袅回旋脑子，久久不离。甜蜜得来又不像性爱片段里的过分。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;西方人很开放，见面时就是亲吻脸颊。在我眼中，他们这种亲吻是一种很热情亲切的招呼，比起生僵的握手来得更爽快。亲吻脸颊通常与拥抱一起进行，显示出亲切。可惜，东方人视为是一种不卫生的举动。亲吻时，双方交换数万的细菌。我认为值得，很甜蜜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;和爱人的甜言蜜语远远不如一个真心的亲吻。一切心里想表达的爱意，凝聚，过后再透过双方对视的眼神和嘴唇散发。真爱处在不语之间，酷毙了。接吻时，双方不只交换细菌。接吻时，双方也把自己的承诺，信任，爱意，纯情，一一透过双唇的运动互换。心跳加速，脸蛋发热，眼睛闭着，静待最清醇的爱意传输去全身，其意非凡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;亲吻期间，身体移动29副脸部肌肉，加上每分钟26量的卡路理焚烧（普通的亲吻燃烧2-3，法式舌吻高达5。），同时促进心跳跳动率，抗老化。亲吻可见是很健康的运动。踢球害怕铲断脚，篮球害怕打断掌。比起剧烈的运动，还是亲吻来得比较安全，又可以散播爱的种子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;电影里的亲吻片段永远那么漂亮。而我这个电影发烧友见过无数亲吻片段，形形色色。目前看过印象比较深刻的亲吻情节是在《诺丁山》里Julia Roberts与Hugh Grant的激吻、《K歌情人》里Hugh Grant和Drew Barrymore里的台后湿吻（还抱起来吻，难度高，动作大...）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;亲吻也有很多不为人知的数据。比如电影界里的最长亲吻片段竟然长达三分钟零五秒，来自《You're in the Army Now"(1941).》。世界记录里，一部电影里《Don Juan》竞出现127个亲吻，男女主角真的是拍得很辛苦。相信很多人不知道标准的一生人里，每个人平均花了两个星期的时间在亲吻上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;亲吻固然甜蜜，但是难度相当高。适合的场所，适合的对象，适合的角度和适合的气氛。亲吻的危险性满高，忘记换气可导致窒息身亡，扭动动作太大可伤到颈项，对方的不小心也可能咬断自己的舌头。所以我劝劝大家，要亲吻前多多练习，放松自己，享受几秒钟的小快乐。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-6945378291665050967?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/6945378291665050967/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=6945378291665050967' title='23 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/6945378291665050967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='闲扯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='音乐'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>很难</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d6ee62b0de612bb6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd6ee62b0de612bb6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331146325%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6D1E1428C4372C17A6EC8C70B5560C0E9CAAB71.8148FC881E9412681D4839F6611DF0489BA1D109%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd6ee62b0de612bb6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzEWPDosu3J6EP7zExVU9JkzfMcc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;上面这首名字叫《梦中的婚礼》，是著名的钢琴名曲。在吉它的谱里，这首歌的难度算满高。现在回想起来，我真的不太相信我学会这首，而且是用两个礼拜的每一个晚上。《梦中的婚礼》的吉它版本难在左手的更换速度，以及此曲的拍子。因此，上传的这个真的有一些瑕疵。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;我记得最近一次完美的演奏这首曲子时是在前年的时候，在礼堂表演。那次没有犯下大错误，虽然第一次表演算是很紧张。当我坐在台上的椅子测试声音时，我的手很抖，那时是某某青年团的开幕仪式，YB廖某某也有在。这种经验，怕到老，但是能表演真是很爽快。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;很多朋友一直说我只会那几首歌，有的开玩笑式地嘲笑我，不然就是在我按弦不稳时就说我弹错。心里其实很不滋味。我承认我的技术不到家。但请了解，我完全没有接受过任何正统训练的。我没有考试，没有那任何课程，九十五巴仙是自己学会的。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;不是我不想进步，可是要进步前就要放下，牺牲。牺牲最多的莫过于时间。我可要为考试拼命的。加上我坐落在一个叫吉赖的小地方，完全没有所谓的“古典吉它”课程，只有钢琴。小提琴是在学校学的。我的兴趣在种种因素下受到约束。无形的围栏把艺术和想像锁起来，我无法继续，只待时机成熟。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;很多人以为吉它“很杂”，猛拨弦线当儿缺少一些音乐的内涵。有这种想法的人，请三思。感觉上很多人小看吉它手，以为吉它不具挑战。给大家想像，十根手指，在不同的弦打出不同调子的声音，扭动时带着不同的责任。手指理错误的距离不到0.5厘米。按错就是错，前面所弹的曲子怎么悦耳，都会在眼神，肌肉和脑袋的错误判断下毁灭。简单来说，独奏就是有难度。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;目前连升学都有障碍了，兴趣只好搁一旁，等到自己有能力在继续。有心就有路，这点我还可以相信。今天是母亲节，想写的很多人写了。那肉麻的三个字很普通，还是行动比较实际。刚刚切好了材料，准备下厨，煮简单的意大利面，表示一下就好了。孩子乖，天天母亲节。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;这篇不是炫耀，不是想显露我这个外行人对音乐的无知。一切只是我个人的想法。最近生活有一点乏味，加上心理上没有新的突破（不要问我是什么），所以只想写来发泄一下以前的不满。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='很难'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-8745676273594789968</id><published>2009-05-09T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T15:30:41.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='闲扯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>至少我还可以</title><content type='html'>昨晚买了三本书。其中一本叫《从天堂捎来的31个真爱讯息》。此书一到手，我马上把书看去一半。其中一篇印象深刻。这则真实故事写下来分享。故事很简单，确引人深思。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;话说在工地里工作的一位工人休息时坐下来。一辆垃圾车从后面驾驶过来。碰巧垃圾车的倒退警告声失灵，加上工地本来就很多噪音，所以垃圾车倒退时，工人完全不知道自己坐的位置很危险。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;车子后退时竟然把工人的上半身给砸扁了。当场死亡。过后警察就和法医去到死者的家里告诉死者的家属。开门的是死者的太太。死者的太太听了，眼泪掉下，大哭说道：“谢谢老天爷，还好今天我有跟他吻别。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就是这么简单的故事。从中带来一些讯息。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一点说明了生命无常。每个人的今天都有可能是最后一天。你吃饭时可能被饭卡在喉咙，窒息身亡，或者是在电脑面前坐着聊天时，天花板掉下来压死你。这些意外，我们不能推测。所以珍惜每一天最好，因为明天可能是最后一天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第二点说明了珍惜生命。世上很多白痴不知道生命可贵，每天做危害自己生命行为。吸烟，飙车，等等。自己所干的竟然是让自己得到肺癌，心脏衰弱等等病症。有些人也为了寻求短暂的痛快，吸毒，或者是挑战速度。一点点错误可以使自己丧失性命。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自寻短见也是很白痴的举动。书本里的病人全部都很积极面对自己的疾病，哪怕是癌症。世上很多年轻人因为被女朋友飞掉就开始怨天怨地，结果决定从几层楼高的建筑物跳下来，或者把自己的头浸在水里，让肺部忍受痛苦，痛苦中撕裂自己。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我开始想到，珍惜自己的每一刻固然重要，但是真的很难做到，因为我是人，有七情六欲，会生气别人，讨厌别人。真正能做到的，真的是让我佩服。至少我还可以在驾驶时减速，我可以减少吃没营养的正餐，我还可以尝试对家人朋友现出关心。至少我还可以珍惜我的生命。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-8745676273594789968?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-6178612374956390889</id><published>2009-05-07T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T15:27:17.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='朋友'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='天气'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>晴空</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtJE6pOC02U/SgKMttOsbiI/AAAAAAAAANs/grD7YENF8rI/s1600-h/DSCN9877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332979625623318050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtJE6pOC02U/SgKLhAC3bMI/AAAAAAAAANk/BcEwgqu0VaQ/s1600-h/DSCN9882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332978307824053442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtJE6pOC02U/SgKLhAC3bMI/AAAAAAAAANk/BcEwgqu0VaQ/s320/DSCN9882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtJE6pOC02U/SgKLg72U_PI/AAAAAAAAANc/aLi4WAVj8V0/s1600-h/DSCN9871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332978306697723122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtJE6pOC02U/SgKLg72U_PI/AAAAAAAAANc/aLi4WAVj8V0/s320/DSCN9871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;我裸着上身望着窗外。蔚蓝的天空只高挂着猛烈的太阳，在中午时分散发骄傲的热气。这么好的天气，我的心情还是很复杂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;外面一片蓝天，反映着很多人向往的自由。这一刻还是来临了。身边的很多朋友都拼好了地图，开始展翅，向自己的明天翱翔奔去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为了这一天，大伙儿在最近几年学了不少东西。毕竟不是每天都是晴天。今天的太阳很美，但是明天可能雷雨交加。然而有一样东西不会改变，今天是好朋友，明天还是好朋友。我坚信。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K将在明天一早告别大家去霹雳州的大学先修班继续为自己奋斗。一起度过的几年留下许多回忆。记忆保存得还好，很清晰。高校时期的K，永远在班上某个角落做自己的事，与世隔绝。考试过了，大家开始混在一块，在朋友家疯癫度日。眨眨眼睛挥挥手，半年到了，她要要去捕梦。当然我们会想念她独特的“大佬二”的必胜绝技（时常有三个J），还有“很棒”的驾驶技术。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;几天后，小黑和黄粉业陆续向先修班报到。前者渴望出国升学，后者高深莫测。相聚还几天的时间。星期一的离别不知是短暂的还是长久，不知道几时可以再次见面。我很久没有成为独侠了，可能会很不习惯。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;他们走了，我的早餐没有陪伴对象，我的午餐也不能和小黑一起“炒果条”或者是“炒皇帝面”，我的晚餐后没有人叫我出外喝茶聊天。我心情不好时也没有人可以听我倾诉。球场上也因为黄粉的离开变得冷冰冰的，因为他很厉害在打球时和我开玩笑（回传失误，空气球等）。黄粉的125cc好久也不会停在我家门口，载我去打球，吃饭，跑步。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;虽然天气很热，但是天空很美。我回神，开始接受这个事实，我们要分开了，就在几天后。朋友各奔各路，学成了，咱们再相聚！一起好好加油！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;（在此祝 K ， 黄粉 ， 小黑一路顺风）&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/519424520737118694-6178612374956390889?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/6178612374956390889/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=6178612374956390889' title='22 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/6178612374956390889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/6178612374956390889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_07.html' title='晴空'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtJE6pOC02U/SgKMttOsbiI/AAAAAAAAANs/grD7YENF8rI/s72-c/DSCN9877.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-1811459361671034429</id><published>2009-05-06T12:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:01:47.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>吐在这里</title><content type='html'>昨晚和家里的每一个人吵架吵得很凶。现在的心情真的是差到极点。我的思绪混乱了很久，但是还是发现到我所犯的错误其实真的是很小。他们过度的反应真的不适合用在我这么小的过错。在我眼中简直是无理取闹。相比之下他们所犯的比我的还要可笑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;事情是这样的。妈妈洗了地毯叫我晒干了收回放会原位。我收回来了之后搁在一旁就出门去和朋友吃午饭了。回到家后就开始继续折衣服，之后想把地毯也归放回原位。弟弟在我折衣服时拿起那五张地毯。我就叫他既然拿起了就顺便把地毯铺在原位。他按照我吩咐去干（其实一点也不）。之后我就继续泡在网络世界里，闷了就听歌，电玩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;六点三十分我锁上门上楼洗澡。妈妈也刚刚到家。我洗澡完毕后下来，准备想往常那般走到车旁帮她拿一袋袋的杂物，之后打算继续上网。走进家里时咱们还有谈话，完全不像酝酿一场很激烈（我真的不知道激烈适合在此使用吗，但是我真的想不到其他的字词了）的争吵。妈妈上厕所出来就开始问我厕所的地毯在哪里。刚开始坐在电脑前不足五分钟的我很好奇，弟弟不是将之放回原位了吗？于是我不回应她，马上就上楼寻找。我在客房找到了三片被搁放在桌上的地毯，完全没有被“放会原位”。于是很自然地，我将地毯放回没有地毯的门前，也打算在弟弟补习回来之后狠狠地臭骂他一顿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;找到了一片，我放在厕所前，可是老妈就很不耐烦地说这不是厕所的地毯，叫我上楼找清楚。我当然不是没脑袋的傻子。于是我再次上楼寻找厕所的地毯。我找不到，下来就跟我妈说我找不到。老妈很就不吭声地走上楼上找那片该死的地毯。不久（大概两三分钟），老妈就叫我上来，用我讨厌的强硬语气。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上楼时老妈就很气而且大声说我不关心家里的事物啦，整天沉迷上网啦，之类的。她大骂说地毯就在房间门口，这样也看不到。我找东西就是这样，永远不会成功。观察力不足不是错误。每次找不到的东西被老妈找到过后，老妈就会说我什么都不知道，家里的事情全不关心。他们不知道观察能力不足不是犯错。所以我就用平凡的语气告诉她我真的没有看到，不是我没有找，而且是找了两次。我告诉她我真的没有去注意家里的每个角落的地毯是什么颜色的。换是她，她也不会知道家里今天洗了多少件衣服。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结果她把她的压力豁出去了。她拿手中的一袋萝卜抛向我，然后继续胡言乱语，喊叫着一些屁话，造口孽。她那东西丢我企图攻击我时，我已经意识到不对劲。于是我很大声地告诉我妈：“妈！我拜托你理智一些，冷静下来，你是老师吖！读这么多书，看这么多修养立志的，你干什么乱乱来啊！”我忘了是之前还是之后，她继续疯狂地大喊，走下来，拿起刚买的洗发液抛在客厅，弄得客厅全部溢上洗发液。然后我继续叫她冷静，她只是说不要和她说话，然后拿起一堆地汤匙叉（陶瓷的汤匙业包括在内）丢在地上。我不满地拣起瓶子，狠狠地丢在地上，之后坐在客厅的沙发上发呆。播电给爸爸叫他回来把老妈弄个镇定。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结果我还是被骂了一顿。老爸还算理智，用中间人的思维说我跟妈都有错。我把我想说的都表达出来，出发点不是为了狡辩，不是为了顶嘴。我所使用的语气完全不是生气的，而且每一句是陈述句。我是思考过后才把我想说的说出来。老人家就以为我正在顶嘴狡辩。昨晚我想要澄清的余地也没有，毕竟一些事情业变质了。昨晚我想要表达的所有陈述句完全不入他们的耳根。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老爸私下告诉我，就算妈妈生气时想要杀了你，她还是对的，不管她是错了也好，她还是对的，因为她是你妈妈。这句真的很刺耳。我完全不认同。拜托，我是十八岁的家伙，我做的任何事是有经过大脑的思考的。在我的标准里，我不能忍受向不对的道理低头。这也让我时常被误会脾气不好，喜欢为自己辩护。就因为她是我妈，我就不能告诉她她做错了吗？就因为她的心情不好就可以随便发泄吗？因为自己工作上的压力我就要默默地让你在我心理上发泄吗？只是凭她是我妈，我就要为她做错的事情低头？就因为她是母亲，养我，我就不能用大声一点的陈诉句来叫她理智一些吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爸爸说他是我爸爸，他很清楚我的想法。对不起，你们完全不明白。我这个人不喜欢忍气吞声，错的我喊也要喊出来。为什么我把需要做的事情拖到最后才做？因为我不喜欢做我不喜欢做的，但是我一旦被吩咐，我最后还是会做的。他们完全不知道我这种态度。他们只是看见我所做不好的。批评，责骂，也就算了。我不好的地方他们就拿来和其他人比较。“某某人能这样能那样，你不能吗？”。然而我做的事情想拿来比较时，往往会变成“这是他们的事情，我们管不了。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;做任何事情有出发点。我大声的出发点是为了要让老妈冷静。我丢瓶子在地上时的出发点是为了发泄自己心里的不满，不是对老妈发脾气。或许这点听起来是狡辩，但是我只能说是真的，也不需要为我的立场强辩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爸爸也说，他们实在是看不下去我终日对着电脑。这点我就不喜欢了。我虽然是对着电脑，但是我正在进行不同的活动。这点他们不明白。我的爱好是看文章，电玩，部落格，电影，音乐，听歌，而不是“对着电脑”。这些全部都使用电脑，叫我分配时间用电脑我真的很难妥协。爸爸问我一天要用多少时间使用电脑，我真的答不出。我觉得的爱好在我空闲时受到时间的约束，真的很不自由。除了电脑伤眼之外，他们找不到更好的理由来说服我。我很夜睡，但是睡眠充足，只是心理时钟不正常而已。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他们一直以为我不明白他们的想法。其实我是明白的，而且我昨晚所说的完全是想过了之后才说出口的。总的来说，我承认我不太关心家里的事物，我承认我不应该大声回应妈妈。其他的例如懒惰，颓废等，对不起，证据不足，起诉不成。我所犯之小小错误，不至于需要妈妈这种无理取闹的生气方式，就连老爸也承认这一点。我妈为人师表，看这么多修养立志的书，打算攻读硕士，既然连自己的脾气业控制不了，这点令我感到很失望。昨晚老妈说了很多刺耳的话，无数的“死”字。真的是造口孽。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我弟弟也是一个死不承认过错的大笨蛋。是他把那些该死的地毯放在客房。所委托的事情没有办好，就放在一旁，置之不理。结果老妈发现了，挨骂的是我。我就指责弟弟说要是答应帮别人做事就要做到好，不可以做到一半（加上把所有的地毯放错位置）就放手搁之一边，要别人收拾烂摊子。他停不进耳，还和我狡辩。最后我选择放弃花费力气和他说道理，我告诉他：“如果你人为自己是对的，你就继续吧。”他竟然还摆着讨人厌的笑脸讽刺地说：“是不是没有话讲了啊？”真的是浪费了我的时间来和不会想的家伙说废话。他说了一些很没营养的话，我省略了，说出来真的是很可笑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不吐不快，我的心情真的糟透了。我需要冷静，可能想要潜水一阵子。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-1811459361671034429?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/1811459361671034429/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=1811459361671034429' title='24 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/1811459361671034429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/1811459361671034429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_06.html' title='吐在这里'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-5937589399085284905</id><published>2009-05-04T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:51:00.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='老妈'/><title type='text'>老妈的洁癖</title><content type='html'>老妈和我宣战了很久，因为我的房间真的很乱。这几个礼拜我漠视她的唠叨，弄得老妈脾气暴躁。满肚怨气之下她还是服了我。服我归服我，但是她把自己的不满全部发泄在家里的凌乱，把家里一切物品归原位，更新。而旧的物品如旧书或旧杂志就被丢弃。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;楼上传来“劈里啪啦”的声音维持了大约十五分钟。楼下的我不知情，以为是弟弟又开始在楼上的房间踢球。网络内容让我不想离开桌面上楼探个究竟。然而我还是终于忍不住上楼了，打算了解弟弟为什么制造噪音。上到老妈的房间，我看见老妈正在把书本分类，旧的就抛到一旁，“劈里啪啦”。原来是老娘正在整理凌乱的书橱啊，万万不能得罪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以为老妈收拾了脏乱心里会比较舒服，可是没想到她竟然不放过我，叫我把书扛下楼。我的陈老师啊，书叠起来到我大腿啊那么高啊。我很不情愿地把书扛到楼下门外。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;整个下午她就在房间整理书橱。因为她的洁癖，她牺牲了自己的跑步时间。第一次看见她不为跑步取消而大发牢骚。晚餐前看不见老妈在厨房做菜。我不加理会，继续在网络世界里发呆。老爸回到家看见餐桌上摆着咖厘鸡。老爸道：“哇，这么好料啊？”只见老妈语气发出冰冷的声音回答：“我收拾东西来不及煮，这是打包的。”可怜的老爸，工作了整天回到家欲吃不到自家菜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吃完饭时已经是九点钟。老妈没有要停下来的意思。乘我趴在沙发上时走到电脑面前坐下整理我的光碟。她很熟练地把全部光碟拿出摊在地上。我呆了几秒，她已经把一些光碟丢进盒子排好了。还好她不是将我的光碟丢掉。收拾电脑桌之际，老妈不小心弄得电脑的电线插头松了。开着的电脑荧幕顿时变得漆黑一片。我开始抱怨，怎么知道老妈还不知错地跟我说她不管，就是要收拾。哭笑不得，只好任由老妈继续了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不是跟老妈吵架。这是我和老妈之间的一种沟通方式。她硬是要我收拾房间我就硬是不妥协。结果她就用这种“行动式”的举动来逼我收拾房间。老妈收拾完了之后还威胁叫我尽快把房间收拾好，就在她自己亲自动手以前。我还是不予理会，只是回应她说不要动我房间。老妈就是这样。反正我们母子俩之间一定会有一方妥协的，而且通常是她。老实说，我还满喜欢这种和老妈的建设性较量。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-5937589399085284905?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/5937589399085284905/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=5937589399085284905' title='27 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5937589399085284905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5937589399085284905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_04.html' title='老妈的洁癖'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-5183392098114043648</id><published>2009-05-03T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:02:00.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='鸟人'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>非煽动</title><content type='html'>我为了去年的考试拼了半条命拿到了不算难看的成绩。我不是笨蛋，我知道为什么我申请的一切升学课程全得不到。这不是因为我的成绩不符合标准，而是我身体最大的器官的问题。我的皮肤是黄色的，我的祖先是从中国来的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;首相先生上任时很风光。不久他就劝说全国人民要团结，不要有种族主义等等悦耳的谎言。全民大马？我不太相信，因为声音肯定比动作还快。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;目前在我们的国家还存有很多不平的现象。学校里的课本所说的多么完美啊！中五的历史课本八十五巴仙是由巫统组成的。课本里业说到大马的人民不分种族还是一样维持着彼此虚假的和谐。我想吐。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;进入大学读书不是看成绩好不好，而是是看你的名字和皮肤颜色。大学设立不是为了教育全民，而是公开给M族。某些大学里，你不是姓“马”的话管你一百五十个A你都不能就读；你姓“马”的话只需几个小A就可以入学。大学先修班只公开区区十巴仙予非姓“马”的种族，跟目前大马的种族比例来说肯定是不够的。不是政客瞎了眼就是他们真的是大笨蛋。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;买屋买地不是看你有没有钱，而是看你的名字和皮肤颜色。某些地段只限于M族购买。你不是“布米布特拉”就不用想购买或是获取折扣。高层里的席位不是看你的能力，而是看你的名字和皮肤颜色。你是姓“马”的话什么能力都不太重要，因为有人会帮助姓马的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看看距离大马远一些的美国。美国人民已经可以放下肤色的差别迈向真正的民主。结果一位名字叫奥巴马的黑人成功当上美国的第一位黑人总统。黑人与白人之间的纠纷已经是美国几十年前的历史了。大马的社会政治阶段还处于几十年前的美国。稍微好一些是我们国家没有像美国以前的暴动。种族主义是一棵毒瘤。大马的种族主义让人看见腐败。读书要看肤色，工作生意等等也要看肤色，这样的国家是会繁荣就是奇迹。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你们不能忽视我们黄色皮肤和深黑色皮肤人民的存在。社会里某某种族受到不公平的对待，大家不吭一声就算了，不要说我是外来客，不要叫我对你们所做的感恩，因为不值得。大马的奥巴马几时会出现？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-5183392098114043648?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/5183392098114043648/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=5183392098114043648' title='24 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5183392098114043648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/5183392098114043648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_03.html' title='非煽动'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-4004775994562875307</id><published>2009-05-02T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T20:21:06.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='闲扯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>距离</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-22db53a008b55036" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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/&gt;朋友听了全部都很羡慕。不是羡慕她能出国深造，不是羡慕她对音乐的造诣，而是羡慕她能做自己喜欢做的事情。喜欢音乐的她选择了自己喜欢的科系，以后职业很大可能和自己的兴趣有关。她真是幸福。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天我告诉我妈想拿语文系，靠文字和笔生活。我妈泼我的冷水冷到我伤风了。还好没有告诉老妈我想当周杰伦的第二个方文山或是方文山的第二个周杰伦。要不然老妈就气得进院了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我相信很多人都无法达成自己的梦想。小时有人想过当警察，消防员，飞机师，医生等等。但是现实把自小聚起的热诚扑灭了。我不想当老师，但是我还是申请了师训。我不能想像自己站在黑板面前疯疯癫癫地拿着藤便挥来挥去教导一些年级比我小一些的学生一些有的没的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很清楚自己。我不是理科的人才，虽然自己的理科还过得去。自小我就喜欢图画，颜色，想像。然而老妈是一个很典型的科学老师。在老妈的指导和多年的栽培下，我还是上了理科班。上了中学，我开始玩音乐，喜欢上图画。兴趣广泛，问题就来了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我最近发现自己站在文艺和科学之间，很难选择接下来要走的路。朋友一个个离去追求梦想。我还在家面对着电脑发愣，等时间告诉我的去路。我觉得我离自己的理想还有一段距离。现在我发现自己慢慢开始放弃自己的兴趣了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-4004775994562875307?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=22db53a008b55036&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;这几天是我周某目前过得最颓废的几天，几乎每天都是在吃喝玩乐。昨晚在朋友家通宵一起发狂。先是招牌式的“大佬二”扑克牌游戏，之后又电玩，然后看了一场足球赛（曼联小胜枪手1-0，好愉快！）。结果搞到自己喉咙痛，伤风，眼界昏眩。早上八点回家，下午四点起床。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;但是这几天我们过得很快乐。大部分时间嘴巴是处于开着的。这几天闹不完的笑话搞得大家小腹隐隐作痛，因为很多很有趣的笑话不断爆开。尤其是“小彭的同花顺”事件最为搞笑。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨晚半夜在朋友家渡过。大家玩扑克牌。友人已经叫大家尽量小声不要太过喧闹，因为隔壁的阿嬷和女佣睡着了。突然间，有人抛笑弹，搞得全场大笑。友人在嘴巴狂笑之际很不正经地打了一个手势叫大家安静一点。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;顿时，大家的笑声停下。不是突然严肃起来，而是大家掩嘴窃笑，强忍。第一次发现到原来强忍不笑是那么辛苦。远远比一些不太伤身的皮肉之痛来的不简单。肚子的气呼出，很辛苦才能吸进一口气继续呼吸。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这段几秒钟的“忍笑功”让我领悟到原来笑有时候真的不简单。就像昨天，欢笑可能会被外界因素约束，属于自己的笑容有时不能爆出来。欢笑得来不易。一个很好的笑料加上适合的场合才能换来一个维持不久的狂笑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很多人活在愁眉苦脸中。有的为了家庭，事业，爱情等哭得死去活来。这又何苦呢？忧愁过日又一天，含笑过日也是一天，为什么不要带着欢乐笑容开心地渡过每一天呢？哭哭啼啼只会把气氛弄糟，反之任何类型的笑容可以让气氛缓和。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;之前&lt;a href="http://rong94.spaces.live.com/"&gt;北鼻佐爱斯&lt;/a&gt;有写过关于笑的。一个笑容的影响很大。情侣之间含情微笑，对方就知道你想表达的甜蜜。一个适当的微笑会让别人为自己留下一个良好的印象。狂笑可以舒解短暂的紧张，促进血液循环，运动脸部肌肉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果能的话请笑吧。笑，何乐而不为呢？ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-2863897532143806924?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/2863897532143806924/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=2863897532143806924' title='24 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/2863897532143806924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/2863897532143806924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_30.html' title='如果能的话请笑吧'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtJE6pOC02U/Sfl2dPMSz-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/tOB4XEcT00A/s72-c/tonghuasun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-2369389750607144472</id><published>2009-04-28T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:55:06.198+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='闲扯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>随写成人世界</title><content type='html'>那天听见一位小朋友说希望自己能够快点变大人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我听见后心里窃笑。这位小朋友的童言小语真的是很可爱。但是天真无邪的他还不知道长大后的世界是有一点残酷。自由随着时间流逝渐渐蒸发，不知不觉就受到金钱，工作，爱人的约束。有了家庭的话，自己的个人空间更少了。活着是为了付出，这就是大人的世界。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨晚看了一部关于婚姻的喜剧电影。其中一段对白给深刻的印象：“婚礼就是下半辈子的开始，你的生活结束了，意识到吗？”当你结婚后你的生活就开始有另外一个人出现。不管你在干什么，这个人极可能陪伴着你，或者是剥夺你自己的私人空间。那时候的你，不可以像小孩子那样任性了。大了以后要学习体谅、关爱、无私、把自己奉献给另一半。看起来很简单，但是有多少人能成功呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大人的生活很复杂。一旦自己有了家庭之后，人生开始迈向恶梦（多数那些心理不够坚强的人）。你开始为奶粉钱烦恼、清理孩子的尿布、永远还不完的帐单等。那时的自己要学会理智，为孩子肃立好榜样教导孩子。不能想少年般无知，不能再吸烟喝酒狂欢寻乐。那时候，自己要开始为自己的家庭付出。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小时候讨厌读书也。大了之后会更加讨厌工作，反而想念以前读书的日子。大了就得工作。工作时为了臭钱受尽委屈，无形中成为了钱的奴隶。工作压力会因为自己心理上的不平衡与妒嫉形成。思维转变，人品也会变质。读书时不用看老板的脾气、不用和时间赛跑、只需要“读书”就行了。书生时期，除了家人朋友和成绩，其他的真的不重要了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当然以上所写之看来很残忍。现在只要进修自己，强化心灵，未来的自己可能是很棒的。自己的思维健康的话，家庭会很温馨、压力不会擒上身、婚姻会很幸福。要让自己的思维和心灵健康可以多思考、多听意见、多看书。为自己准备好一个正面的脑袋，迎接未来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（其实真的不至于那么糟糕）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-2369389750607144472?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/2369389750607144472/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=2369389750607144472' title='34 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/2369389750607144472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/2369389750607144472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_28.html' title='随写成人世界'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-7366010799606838537</id><published>2009-04-27T11:00:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:00:00.538+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='闲扯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='爱情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>珍惜另一半</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtJE6pOC02U/SfSrb4HD1rI/AAAAAAAAALs/UIkaVWraHl4/s1600-h/best_kisses_prince_kids_sfw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329072754492954290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtJE6pOC02U/SfSrb4HD1rI/AAAAAAAAALs/UIkaVWraHl4/s320/best_kisses_prince_kids_sfw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;这几天看了很多关于爱情的文章，很多都说自己只能默默等待对方，有的一直感觉孤单，需要另一半。很灰。爱情真的很神奇。它的来临你控制不了，缠上你也察觉不到。神秘的它会在某些时期会制服你的好奇心，狠狠的把你撞上某某人。到自己坠入之后才发现自己恋爱了，无法自拔。世事不是那么如意，你坠入爱河是你的事，对方可能感觉不到你。残忍。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寻找自己的另一半其实不简单。你可能会选择你喜欢的女生或者是男生，可是对方也会对你有所评价。爱情不是你选择他/她就会发光的。我总觉得爱情里没有一蹴而就。天下的情侣们都是活生生的例子。 找到真爱不是吃饭那么简单。人海茫茫能找到一个愿意和自己共度下半生的某某人真的不容易。奇妙的缘分在作祟。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这些例子证明了爱情经得起考验。一对老夫妇可以同船共舟这么多年不是偶然的。每当双方意见不合时，风浪狂起，试图打翻这个在情海上的孤舟。风狂浪大之际，往往会有一方妥协。一个爱情的考验就这么给解决掉了。有些夫妻或情侣，只是小小的争吵就手握菜刀，扬言喊打喊刹。结果通常是不欢而散。这些情侣夫妇不知道什么是珍惜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天在报纸看到一篇文章，细述着一对老夫妇过马路的情景。过马路时互相帮忙，女的先过，然后在上人行道的梯级时互相靠背支持对方，展现一种多年婚姻修来信任。他们之间的关系已经不是“我爱你”那么简单了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;古人说人修了一百年方可以修得共舟夫缘，一千年才可以修得共枕眠。可见真正的爱情真的不简单。除了要懂得珍惜，双方还需要懂得妥协。两夫妻能懂得珍惜对方才可以共枕多年。也因此，我很喜欢看一对恩恩爱爱的夫妇，完全不会去妒嫉别人，因为这样的婚姻境界是双方努力维持的，轮不到你来破坏。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在的世界，很多人不会为自己的另一半着想。很多人不懂得珍惜自己的另一半，作出一些很不负责任的事情，每天为小事争吵。这样的情侣，这样的婚姻，一点都不幸福。结果失去了才来叹惜，往往也挽不回。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很看不起玩弄别人感情的人。爱情是很有灵性的。它出没在两个人之间，用一种看不见的力量，把不认识的对方归己。这么美妙的力量受到无情的手段破坏，结果只会弄到别人受伤。这些类型的人也属于不会珍惜自己的爱人。我相信报应会来的，注定终生孤独。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;相信这里很多小情侣。大家年级那么轻就坠入情海寻找真爱。我以一个单身宅男的身份劝大家珍惜这段青涩的恋情，不要把自己的美丽回忆破坏。至于那些正在处于瓶颈的恋情，希望双方能妥协达到共识，不要等到失去了才来后悔。分手后的悲痛很令人难受，至少我在很多人的口中听过。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;写这些情情爱爱的真的很不符和我“疯癫周某”形象。我很庆幸自己还是单身。单身周某祝福各位情侣恩恩爱爱，白头偕老，努力寻找自己的真爱！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-7366010799606838537?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/7366010799606838537/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=7366010799606838537' title='27 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/7366010799606838537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/7366010799606838537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_27.html' title='珍惜另一半'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtJE6pOC02U/SfSrb4HD1rI/AAAAAAAAALs/UIkaVWraHl4/s72-c/best_kisses_prince_kids_sfw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-8528217071577360806</id><published>2009-04-25T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T18:00:00.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='生活'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='家人'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='心情'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>随写快乐</title><content type='html'>昨晚和老爸与老弟一同去机场接从马大回来的老妈。和老妈见面时，她抱以苦涩的微笑，显然是硕士美梦因为时间无情而破碎了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老妈就是这样喜欢读书，所以为了升学去马大获取进一步资料。她爱读书的“行为”在很多人眼中是比较特别的。在我眼中，她是很另类的老妈。不会烹饪却能煮出许多简而美味的晚餐，不爱看电影却爱看很多书，喜欢考试也喜欢读书。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨晚的晚餐是在一间算出名的连锁面档进行的。一家人在外头为了晚餐而吃晚餐，重点是晚餐，不是饥饿。晚餐对我的父母来说是一天的团聚与分享，所以在某种程度上说来，我的家人不是为了饥饿而吃晚餐。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吃晚餐之际，大家不去理会塞满嘴里的面条，还是继续上车后就不停的话题，全关于未来与过去。不明来原由的暖意渗透我心，皮肤感觉不到，语言表达不出。一时之间身体温暖了起来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;绝对不是自己点的热辣咖理面使我感到温暖与快乐，可能是因为家人的团聚。这种感觉是最近几个月来很陌生的。口口声声说自己回去珍惜，但是回想起来，我自己没有认真去体会自己的家庭温暖。当时才发现自己很少在家和家人沟通。我很久没有这种快乐了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拿到自己的成绩时感觉到的不是快乐，是喜悦。和朋友聚会，发狂玩乐时不是快乐，是高兴。快乐这个感觉很奇妙，偶尔会让你原谅自己的敌人，也会让你自己的想法与观点全部正面化。然而，我真的很久没有感觉到快乐了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我问老妈：“你快乐吗？”她回答：“现在的我收入稳定，生活优质，可以做我很多喜欢做的事情，很多书可以看，还有两个儿子，为什么不快乐呢？”这个答案是老妈个人的标准，这么简单的生活就可以让老妈知足快乐了。老妈简单的答案，无形推翻了很多现代忙人“快乐难寻”的灰色理论。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实，我们生下来不是为了要生气，不是为了悲伤，也不是为了痛。人不快乐，我觉得很辛苦。快乐很容易寻找，它就在你的左右，只要你去仔细观察，仔细体会，你会发现到快乐。一个人心胸宽广的话，快乐更容易被感受。心胸够宽，哪怕是一只狗也能让自己快乐起来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;至少我现在感到一点的快乐。你现在还快乐吗？你多久没有快乐了？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-8528217071577360806?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/8528217071577360806/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=8528217071577360806' title='35 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/8528217071577360806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/8528217071577360806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_25.html' title='随写快乐'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-886195596625847269</id><published>2009-04-23T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:18:49.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='发疯'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='娱乐'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='狂想'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>狂想曲</title><content type='html'>没有试过把自己无聊的狂想帖上来。这次放手写写。XiaoYu和jun wei's，这篇很多如果，多多见谅啊！（世上没有如果的理论）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天很累，想发发癫，请大家允许一回。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果人类不用睡觉一定会很棒。因为最近我的睡眠不足，所以很渴望自己能不用睡觉也可以很精神却不用咖啡。如果是不睡觉的话自己可能会很无聊，太得空，反而枯燥了自己的生活。再不然可以试试一个人一天有三十二个小时好了。一样是睡旧歌小时，其他的时间拿来做自己喜欢做的。届时太阳和月亮的出没时间和时钟设计可要从新设计了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果下雨时不下雨水，只下霍氏糖果（FOX），可乐，钱币，纸钞或是其他人人都喜欢的，那有多么好啊！每当下雨时就拿一个大大的纸带放在屋外等丰收。雨水循环论全部被推翻。糖果，水果，汽水，钱等等在云层制造，满了就掉下来。呵呵，我的牙会被甜酸糖果腐蚀，然后我的手会被一叠叠的纸钞压断。人为财雨死，鸟为奇雨亡啊！哈哈哈！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我是世上唯一的男子...呃，太敏感了，要保持周某的好好形象，不能用思想来犯罪...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果周围的东西都是美食那真好啊！饿了就向旁边的柱子咬一口。“嗯，是北京烤鸭的味道”或者：“好味！蓝色漆的墙壁有很香的蓝酶味！”。更加离谱的想像是每当这些东西被咬被吃后会自动长出，那样的话可以任吃。爽！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;更加爽的想像是空气含有自己喜欢的味道。吸腻了可以尝试互相交换味道。大家想像自己睡醒时吸入第一口偏带烤肉味道的氧气，或者吸着带有橙味的一氧化碳自杀。自杀的阴魂可能冷冷地说：“我死得很酸，很有味道...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢大家赏脸，我癫够了...《周某闲聊》正是恢复正常！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（以上文章纯属娱乐效果。）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009 right reserved ©&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-886195596625847269?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/886195596625847269/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=886195596625847269' title='27 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/886195596625847269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/886195596625847269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_2327.html' title='狂想曲'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-2890963220502065178</id><published>2009-04-23T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T01:24:41.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='鸟人'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='道理'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>请用屁股想想也好</title><content type='html'>世界上真的是有很多很无聊的事情发生。小猪爬树，老鼠唱歌，这些已经不足为无聊了。更加无聊的是我国时常发生的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;翻开报纸看见一则新闻，说预备班的学生被殴打导致受伤，重点是家长也表现幼稚，把事情闹得很大。学校丑事被爆出，的确不是好事。这代表文明的世界里还有很愚蠢（除了这个词，其他更正确的我想不出...）的事情发生在充满智慧与知识的学校里。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我实在是很不明白恶霸用什么思考的。别人在你挡着的楼梯口走过只不过是碰到他的手而已你就送人家一把掌。动到他回死的话我给你打五掌都没问题，但是不小心动到他的手欲对他毫无影响，废什么力气去动手打人啊？难道真的想上报做新闻？如果他认为女生会因为他们这类所谓的“男人味”动心，她们相信肯定是不会的，除非她们脑袋和这写恶霸一样生锈腐烂了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真是他X的鸟类。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我周某遇过很多校园恶霸，但是没有得罪他们，还是安全地渡过了这战战兢兢的五个年头。校园恶霸其实是很无聊又没有势力的一种帮派，但是大部分的恶霸就是欺善怕恶。我弟弟曾经有几次被一些恶霸欺负警告，是每次都是由我来板平的（不是我臭美啊！）。这个今天说叫我弟弟小心，明天在学校就由我一个人去警告那位恶霸了，之后也就风平浪静。这些就是那些欺善怕恶的例子了。他们欺善怕恶是因为他们用脑袋思考，知道后果，不像上报的那些案件。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;更无聊的是校园的围殴短片，真的是令人作呕反胃。明明拍到的没有动作片那么刺激，还是要欺负别人来成名。他们以为自己欺负别人很酷，其实真的是很愚蠢，很无聊，很下流，很小人。集体围殴算什么男子汉？有本事就单挑嘛！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;被欺负的实在是很无辜。本来上学的目的是求取知识智慧的，现在上学是欺负人和被欺负。一个学生可以有好的成绩，好的读书环境，然而恶霸们却搞到学生不敢上学。我真的不明白是为了什么。为了什么啊！？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有的恶霸打架打伤人，就是为了“女朋友”。呵呵，真是可笑。连自己都那么幼稚了还谈什么爱情争什么“女朋友”啊？女的也是和他们一起鬼混干什么啊，难道他们的背景女的不知道吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些打架就因为“看不顺眼”。这种更无聊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;由此可见，揍人的理由可以很离谱:因为他的脸上有一颗痣，我要教训他，或者是：他姓X，我很讨厌，应该揍！这些“看不顺眼”的理由我认为很愚蠢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在此我劝劝诸位就学的博友们，大家千万不要害怕恶霸。有事情时马上通知老师或父母。和恶霸搏斗不值得，万一打起来了只有两败俱伤的局面。因为一时的愤怒不小心弄得自己受伤或永久残废，值得吗？行动前请大家用屁股想想也好，总比不要思考好！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519424520737118694-2890963220502065178?l=chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/feeds/2890963220502065178/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519424520737118694&amp;postID=2890963220502065178' title='21 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/2890963220502065178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519424520737118694/posts/default/2890963220502065178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiew-chit-chat.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_23.html' title='请用屁股想想也好'/><author><name>周某</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12686210680916559830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVajd_1nTOY/Tmujlzswi5I/AAAAAAAAAks/6qJP3e_1tNU/s220/DSC00247%2B%25282%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519424520737118694.post-2169648704147217861</id><published>2009-04-22T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T13:30:01.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='鸟人'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='感想'/><title type='text'>一封信</title><content type='html'>亲爱的鸟人们：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;嘿，大马各地的鸟人们你们好吗？最近你们的出没率真的是很高哦！几乎每天都在报纸头条看到你们哦！这个番薯形的半岛风凉水冷，气候温和，金钱美女处处是，大家还可以大费周章地搞风唤雨争抢新闻头条。想必各位鸟人们真的是很健康吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;周某晚辈一等，本来就不应该在此花费时间说长论短的，但是最近诸位鸟人们的所作所为真的是很碍眼啊。周某在此所说的算是一番得罪，鸟人们切勿怪周某这位无名小弟。若有得罪莫怪莫怪，千万不要动刀动枪，喊打喊刹啊！周某也害怕明天醒来时躺在牢房，被内安法律捉了也不知。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;抢劫盗偷派的鸟人，最近你们肯定是丰衣足食了......呃......不对，应该是绰绰有余才正确。最近看到这里被抢那里被劫，你们的工作真的是慢慢上轨道了。出没率最高是你们了。以前晚上门没关鬼都不敢进来，反观现在门关了你们这类鸟人还会带刀枪猛闯入屋赚大钱。之前在街上带着大大小小的包包在路上飘飘飞飞安全得很，还可以秀名牌呢！现在有了你们这般社会鸟类，在街上赤手走街都会被你们困着打劫，抢钱抢贵重物品。你们的前辈真是不如你们这些小鸟类，真是青出于蓝。老鸟们抢劫前选择晚上，菜鸟们不知是胆生毛还是没经验，竟然在光天化日之下联手打劫。周某真的是佩服匪类鸟人的犯罪头脑！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;警察先生们，最近经济不太好，我周某买不起邮票。这封信你们可以和鸟人们一起看啊，迁就一下了！看来警务真的是很忙，尤其是最近又多了几项新规矩。后座没绑安全带，某某人非法政治聚会，半月形头盔非法使用，历史悠久的谋杀等等案件太多了，哪儿有时间来巡逻捉坏人啊。搞不好连自己的小命都不保，连收黑钱的力气都没有。去茶档喝喝茶是休息嘛，没关系的。你们不是医生不需要被临时叫去的，反正出事了你们才会在匪徒逃之夭夭后的十几二十分钟后到来，人没事就好，受害者被砍了还有医生嘛！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大马鸟类繁多，当然少不了有
