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&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;現在已經兩點半了。我剛回來。我堅持，即使打擾人家睡覺我也要寫出這篇文章。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;這篇是十一月二十三號，星期三的&lt;/span&gt;entry&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;首先，對不起，我真的不知道怎麽說我有多爛，我弄丟了我自己的馬來西亞電話卡，我也弄丟了舊&lt;/span&gt;trainee house&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;的鑰匙，不怕告訴你，在臺北我也弄丟了我自己的&lt;/span&gt;Tupperware&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;水壺，來臺灣之前我甚至誇張到連護照也留在同學車子上，最後還要拜托他從東馬寄來我檳城家，我星期五來，星期四護照才到。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;可能我也是混大學混太久了，對很多事情沒有追究，開心就好，太過隨便，所以會很&lt;/span&gt;relax&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;Final Year
Project&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;的老師也是這麽說的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;我超不會緊張。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;有時候我會覺得我自己真的也太過隨便，從去年去&lt;/span&gt;internship&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;時就發現，我很粗心。粗心這兩個字我想了很久，現在才發現其實我從囯小就已經是這樣。囯小老師看到我的家長，連阿公阿嫲，也都是跟他們說我不笨，只是很粗心。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;先說例行公務好了。今天從臺北的回來，早上吃飯店的早餐，粥，外國人可能很難接受，可是我真的很喜歡。大概十一點從飯店離開，然後往臺北車站走。到了車站就先到靠近客運那裏櫃子放行李，然後等&lt;/span&gt;Bo
Sung&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;的時候大概就有兩三個小時可以逛。我記得我以前去臺北地下街好像都沒有中山地下街，而且我還聽説現在臺北地下街有兩段！反正我們就走了其中一段吧。一開始兩個女人就好像磁鐵一樣被吸去了。我其實逛街還好，我也不怎麽會買，只是看看人潮。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;因爲我心裏很想念她，從早上看見八月時捐血的照片就有跟她一直聊，可能因爲是我正處於休閒假日遊玩的狀態，而且還買了一些東西給她，所以就特別特別想她。有時候我也覺得我自己很煩，甚至有點娘炮，根本沒話題了都還在硬扯。所以我一直是找地方上網。不遠前面就有一家咖啡廳，裝飾很普通，價格算高級了，服務生都很正，制服是好像阿聯酋航空公司的空姐，可是裙子超短！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;點了一杯卡佈奇諾就坐下來直接上網。後來他們來回都有看到我，我甚至連午餐都不吃了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;然後時間到就離開，和&lt;/span&gt;BoSung&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;會合，搭囯光回新竹。這次比較好，前方還有一台小電視，音響直接就從我們自己坐的位置上發出來，很不錯，唯一的不好就是車子開動時會晃很厲害，銀幕也會跟著晃。可是一上高速公路我就很累睡覺了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;剛剛那場莫名其妙的口戰，其實很難想象如果是我被帶錯路，我會怎樣&lt;/span&gt;… &lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;所以其實&lt;/span&gt;Mike&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;說，都是他自己沒有安排好，還蠻對的&lt;/span&gt;…
Angela&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;真的很無奈&lt;/span&gt;…
&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;但是不管怎樣，直接這樣把&lt;/span&gt;Angela&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;指出來罵是有點過分，簡直就是撕裂了面子，我覺得這樣不對&lt;/span&gt;…
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&lt;br /&gt;
昨天逛竹東夜市，走下走下變成我和CTLC同學一起逛，就有聊起我什麽時候回家，然後有同學就說我怎麽這麽早走，我說因爲簽證問題，同學又叫我說去香港玩幾天再來，然後另外一個問題就出現-我的機票。高才生就說我應該至少留到聖誕。&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
我也好想。&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
可是聖誕了就是跨年，再來又有農曆新年，永遠過不完吧....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
或許這就是我唯一的遺憾。去北京時導遊說就是要留點遺憾，以後還會再來。&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
謝謝你們歡迎我 =)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
這個專案是什麽？我自己也想了很多。因爲從來都沒有一個完整的書面解釋。簡單來説就是去逛新埔，然後像記者一樣把新埔從為一個外國人的觀點，精彩的東西，用文字和圖片表達出來。&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
我很了解林教授的用意，很了解我自己在整個大家庭裏面的角色。最後的成果就是希望新埔可以有不一樣的成長。我不知道像新埔這種小鎮，整個臺灣有多少個，但是本來這個數量就不是重點，如果還有很多新埔這種小鎮，就更加需要把新埔的特點找出來。新埔會慢慢長大，但是就好像人一樣，我希望可能二三十年后再回來看新埔，新埔已經更加繁華，但是卻也完全沒有失去現在還體驗得到的這些感覺。有些人就會開始懷疑，什麽感覺？到底是什麽？&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
幹！如果每個人的體驗都一樣，交大何必請Aiesec志工做這些東西，浪費那麽多時間和精神，人家都只是學生。就這個原因，CTLC的人根本不值得被這樣罵。更何況人家都有用心努力。而且我自問大一大二的時候不可能像他們那麽強！某种程度上是我自己感到自卑，再來一點遺憾。&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
我沒有參加過類似的志工專案，可是我終于了解爲什麽說這個專案很特別。結論是，每個人都不一樣，每個城市都不一樣。你我不一樣，新埔也不一樣。用這個角度想，能夠參加這個專案，其實真的很榮幸！&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
要做這種專案要很熱血，要有很熱血的老師，要有很熱血的LC，也要有很熱血的犬逆！我覺得這個專案一開始我就選對了。&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
其實這個專案的功課，不是我一直以來都想做的東西嗎？就是很自由的工作空間，自己發揮。我喜歡這樣不被約束，發揮空間很大，然後是我有興趣的東西。&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
從一開始我就學到了東西，就是一些東西必須只能出現在這裡。&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
我會好好努力把專案做好，大家加油！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909593-5906010604090594090?l=marsianexpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
I don’t know where to start really. There’re an awful lot of
emotions. Not that there’s people out there who cares, but it’s been long since
I last came write anything here. But I guess it’s always what it is, the blog.
A cousin of mine who’s in the advertising industry, does not have any
advertisement in her blog. I guess that should be the way it is, a private room
for free expressions.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
I was supposed to be graduating by now, and start looking
for jobs like so many of my batch. I think people like to do odds, and there’s
always the complacency feeling that as long as you’re not losing, you’re fine.
You don’t really have to win. I think that’s how I’ve changed this past 5
years. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Today I’m gonna be leaving for home, and leaving for an
exchange programme in Taiwan by Friday. A few hours ago was the last day I’ll
see a lot of those guys as classmates, schoolmates. The next time I see them
would be 6 months from now when they revisit this oil town for their
graduations. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
I’ve been looking for signs, but we acted like normal. We
joked we laughed. Maybe we didn’t know how to act otherwise. We weren’t
prepared for it. For the first 4 months, we kept looking forward to the time
when we’ve submitted theses, finished exams and presentations. But it happened
so quickly. Its been a month since exam. We’ve been living lavishly like kings
over this period. And for the first time, refreshingly, we’re having different,
private and mostly selfish thoughts. One who has a potential girlfriend right
in front of him, one whose girlfriend is on vacation in Australia, and one who
has not much planning except for the journey home from today until next week.
I’ve been busy about the exchange program, and also thinking of her. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
A lesson learnt from today’s excitement is that most of the
times, when we think its late, its already there. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
Yesterday I was walking on the streets and I was trying to
put a phenomenon of mine into words, everytime I think of her my skins get
tighten, there’s an itchiness that comes from within. And when you touch
anything, it doesn’t feel good, less pain than pain. Today, I saw a friend
standing right in front of his door, watching me leave until I fade, I felt
touched. Its that itchiness again. Its unbelievable. I'm gonna miss you all deadly next semester. Keep in touch, we're all growing old from here onwards. Take care boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909593-2273642304502111035?l=marsianexpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
因爲facebook上的一個留言，我的生活徹底改變。&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
我需要的是我的生活。Give me back my life.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://r2square.files.wordpress.com/2011/07/dark_street.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://r2square.files.wordpress.com/2011/07/dark_street.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;這幾天放假結果修煉了一個坏習慣，就是在十一二點睡，然後三四點又起來一兩個小時。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;怎麽樣才能不想那麽多。我自己在做什麽？這是我要的嗎？我好像搞錯狀況了吧?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;囯小的時候是偶像團體的天下，Westlife簡直無敵，初中把妹還用過他們的歌。大概高中時才開始轉聼hip hop。有一個一樣來自愛爾蘭的女子團體叫Bellefire，是Westlife的師妹，屬於後偶像期出道的，所以大概也很少人知道，現在也已經解散了。其實她們真的很棒，歌聲很好，只是時期不對。一首叫You Were Meant For Me，這個晚上我反復聼了N次，旋律很符合現在的心情.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;可是我腦裏浮現著的是以下那首歌 -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;有時後深夜里我會心惊膽跳的問自己&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我的理想和抱負去了那里&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/38909593-5905383032988890039?l=marsianexpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Gotto work the pitch count. Wait for your pitch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Watch some baseball. Watch a film. Get Drunk.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gotto get some perspective back into your own life!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One day you'll know, one day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whatever I've done in the past two weeks, whatever I'll be doing, in the coming who knows how long, I want to say this now - its just happened, I don't know why, as in I know why i do them, i just don't know the reason for that reason. Ever since HE posted that I-am-Jesus-esque statement on his wall, I knew something was wrong. I have been doubting myself all along. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before I go deeper, lets just make sure its only between the two of us. Its a total disgrace of how he reacted to the whole event. I was right two years ago when I say you'd outgrow him. He'll regret this when he's wiser. I'm probably right too in saying he was your everything that day. You two were wrong from the beginning, like houses that didnt have pillars, or Cinderella without the high heels. But its gone now. I hope you stay strong. I'm always on your side, for or not the expressions I'm gonna elaborate below.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'd just realised you're not even 20.&amp;nbsp;They say when we're young, a woman is actually spending their best years with a man who is in his worst years. You're 20, you've got your best years all ahead of you, even if we'd get to the point where its close enough, I'd still be reminding myself, and of course you, about this whole thing. We might work out we might not, but if its happening its gonna be a good one, at least I'm trying to. Maybe I don't realise I am actually protecting myself, but you should realise that my original intentions were only for you, and I am all in in this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They keep telling me to just rock n roll it like it should be, but I just can't take the risk. The rock n roll path is great, but I feel like I want to be with you for the rest of, rock n roll is just a bridge too far. Its not as if we arent suppose to come together if we'd see from the future that we'd be nobody to each other, but just that we're working in the same direction. Hell, the future's not ours to see anyway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Giddens made a film of his 8 years love of Shen Jiayi. While its a comedy and youth film, it shouldnt be forgotten that they were never together in the end. I like what he did. I read the book. He was exactly me. You're the Apple of my eye, but I don't want you to be shen jiayi. I wanna be with you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If we do come together, I'll be me, you'll still be you, we'll still be the same person we were a minute ago, just a little bit happier, excited and more loved. I wasn't able to turn from complete stranger to loving birds in a minute the last time, I thought hard about it and decided I wont do it either this time. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh and, I didn't even feel how strong are the words "The smile on your face lets me know that you need me". Even then I doubted it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But, I stopped doubting myself two days ago,&amp;nbsp;a sunny, tired Friday afternoon,&amp;nbsp;at the library. My heart rate was tripled, my You didn't see me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was sure, I love you. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909593-4983212999742857041?l=marsianexpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;九把刀新電影“那些年”票房破億，現在已是大導演了。他09年曾經拍過一部短片，是一整套愛情故事的其中一部。我以前看的時候是因爲賴雅妍看的，她真的好漂亮。看了很多次也不會悶，裏面的臺詞都寫得很好，每次聼都很感動。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;我知道這種傷感的愛情故事，下面這張幫陳金峰加油的照片是看不出來的，但是既然分手了，就應該只留下美好的回憶。就好像人死了，不是希望人們知道他怎麽死，而是希望人們聽到他怎麽活了那些年。賴雅妍身穿的衣服寫著Notre Dame, 但是我確認了Notre Dame Fighting Irish是穿金藍綠的，這件比較像NFL Indianapolis Colts的隊服。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;下面的是電影臺詞，獻給我一個剛分手的朋友，你大概不會看見，但是希望你勇敢接受未來無限的可能與快樂，要知道你也是很多人活得更精彩的力量。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;“ 謝謝你 親愛的陌生人 如果我沒有醒來 請你告訴小妍 哭是一定要哭的 但也要記得吃飯 才有力氣一直哭&lt;br /&gt;
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第二年 你告訴她 我在下面一直都在練棒球 希望投胎的時候 可以比陳金峰更厲害&lt;br /&gt;
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第三年 你告訴她 毛衣我還穿著 但袖口還是一長一短 請她多多練習咯&lt;br /&gt;
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第四年 你告訴她 可以面不改色 吃下二十幾顆荷包蛋的人 一定很愛你噢&lt;br /&gt;
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第五年 你告訴她 這個世界上沒有絕地武士 但是願意拿起熒光劍 跟你互砍一整晚的人 你能遇見一個 也一定會遇到下一個&lt;br /&gt;
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第六年 你告訴她 電梯很黑 但是最後 一定會有人把門打開&lt;br /&gt;
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第七年 你告訴她 我又要回到這個世界了 人就是這樣 會離開 也會重逢 謝謝你想我 但不要因爲太想我了 對全世界視而不見&lt;br /&gt;
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哭是一定要哭的 但也要記得吃飯 才有力氣一直哭哦。”&lt;br /&gt;
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今天出門前看見信箱裏來了這包東西，那天ebay上看到的，兩張王建民和一張胡金龍的棒球卡，總合+郵費也不到馬幣12元，而且包裝得很好，有塑料殼，還用泡泡紙包住。我第一次買棒球卡，所以不知道這樣的包裝是不是標準，不過我很滿意。&lt;br /&gt;
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剛好今天也是阿民被拖延的第三次出賽，投了六局一支内野安打一次三振無失分，80幾球中就有六十幾顆是伸卡，還不知道的人，阿民回來了！&lt;br /&gt;
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雖然小熊隊少了強打Aramis Ramirez，但是建仔的無安打帶到了第六侷，而且唯一一支安打還是内野的，所以真的投得很棒！&lt;br /&gt;
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我覺得我會開始找一些棒球卡來收藏，阿民要加油！再接再勵讓洋基隊後悔！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909593-6566155338912217431?l=marsianexpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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常常聼人家說，我們這一代是不寫情書，都用短訊代替了。謝謝你一路來跟我瘋狂地過那些日子。跟你同輩的70%都已經上天堂了，難爲你到今天爲止還在為我服務。&lt;br /&gt;
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曾經因爲我疏忽而害你差點溺死，那一次真的是最靠近的一次，可是你還是奇跡般地活下來。七年來我從未給你買過新衣服、新鞋子，除了因爲都不是你的taste外，還有就是你以生俱來的皮膚是在是很棒。&lt;br /&gt;
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謝謝你，終于可以安享晚年，享受一點清福吧。&lt;br /&gt;
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我一輩子也不會忘記你！&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Most people have forgotten the name. But he's the reason I started to watch baseball. Ever since the Nats announced that he would start, I've had him in my fantasy team.&lt;br /&gt;
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But today, July 30th, former New York Yankees pitcher Chien-Ming Wang returned to the mound in the Majors for the first time in two years. He gave up a total of six runs to the Mets, four earned and 8 singles. The plus points were his velocities were there.&lt;br /&gt;
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The statistics aside, the more significant portion of the news is that he's finally back. No one likes to see an injury like that to anybody. Personally, I support the DH rule. A few months back Leeds centreback Paddy Kisnorbo appeared for a few minutes in the last game of the season against QPR, after a horrible injury sidelined him for more than a year, and QPR manager Neil Warnock shook his hands before he came on. &lt;br /&gt;
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Chien-Ming Wang is the latest real life example of how technological advance in medical has revived the careers of countless professional athletes. Earlier this month, Red Sox pitcher Daisuke Matsuzaka decided to take the surgery despite being close in the last year of his contract. I think the fact that Saints QB Drew Brees took the same surgery and won the Superbowl does encourage players to bet on the success of the surgery itself. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Whatever it is, Chien-Ming Wang is more than just a faltered star pitcher. He's a superstar back in Taiwan and the first real Taiwanese player to taste success among baseball's best. A documentary earlier this year recorded that Chien-Ming Wang actually had a few teams to choose from when he decided to come to America, including the Seattle Mariners. But it was more of a political decision for him to come to the Yankees because, well, they're the Yankees, Ruth, Gehrig, DiMaggio, Mantle, etc.&lt;br /&gt;
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I visited Taiwan at the height of his powers. He revived baseball in Taiwan. People from all walks of life tuned into every Yankees game, especially on days when he starts, 來看一個來自臺灣的囝仔，如何在世界最頂級的棒球比賽，讓強打們一次又一次看著他的伸卡球最後時刻往下掉揮棒落空，又或者是打出滾地球。&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;今天，他回來了。王建民，謝謝你給很多人很多希望，你要繼續加油！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909593-3749853866044585727?l=marsianexpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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剛剛偷懶了，因爲在youtube上看見陳金鋒中華職棒第一百支全壘打的錄影。會認識他也是因爲他有打過mlb。我看棒球的資歷不深，只有3年，所以Mlb以外的都很少知道。&lt;br /&gt;
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應該別人也說過了，只是外野手/内野手要在MLB立足確實不容易，因爲亞洲人打擊跟北美人比起來真的差很多。Twins的Nishioka可是頂著日本打擊王的頭銜來美國，結果也沒有很出色。像Ichiro那樣成爲一線當家球星更是難如登天。當然也不是說像王建民等投手的路來的很輕鬆。&lt;br /&gt;
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九把刀短劇愛到底中，賴雅妍和&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;范逸臣就有一幕是在看棒球，幫陳金鋒加油的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;我覺得他很man，京奧中華隊打得很差後，他說 - 你沒有打不好的權利。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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這種光不一定是喜歡上一個女孩才會有，這種光是一種突然對全世界的看法都變得積極。&lt;br /&gt;
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或許，這就是以前柯騰後來所謂喜歡的沈佳宜 - 不是她本人，而是自己因爲沈佳宜而發光發熱的感覺。&lt;br /&gt;
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我還沒有很亮，所以，&lt;br /&gt;
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沈佳宜，&lt;br /&gt;
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我不是那種看見災難新聞會傷心到落淚的人，甚至覺得這類人很做作，如果還post在facebook就更受不了，恨之入骨。不過話説回頭，是我幼稚，理解不了這種人。我有個阿姨每次一離別就一定流眼淚，從小到大都一樣！有些人就是這麽感情豐富！&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v7LKM1yEBjM/TiHBhTwthEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/c96a71FI4wE/s1600/223232_10150245323467387_18801397386_9303207_6319040_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v7LKM1yEBjM/TiHBhTwthEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/c96a71FI4wE/s200/223232_10150245323467387_18801397386_9303207_6319040_n.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;說起前面那番話的原因是因爲今天搭亞航，我近半年來第一次搭，早前日本地震的時候亞航有個目標就是要幫日本籌得一百萬美元，除了去日本旅行的機票和行程促銷外，就是這個手腕帶，一個賣RM10，據説是限量版五千個（雖然我認爲不可能）。有兩個款式，紅帶白字或白帶紅字，因爲想說是收藏，所以我兩個都買了。&lt;br /&gt;
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在LCCT上飛機前想說一整天沒喝到白開水，就在上飛機前買了一罐SeaMaster的礦泉水。我一上飛機就喝了一口，然後直接大睡，也不知道什麽原因，四十分鈡後醒來飛機才剛要起飛，害我沒機會跟朋友說遲飛了，再加上抵達時的行李因爲有很多班機一起抵達出得較慢，結果他足足在機場等了我一個小時。&lt;br /&gt;
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說回Seamaster水瓶，睡醒後飛機上看電腦時喝水，讓我有個意外的驚喜 -&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;以前讀書時常在蓋子上亂畫，還是頭第一次看見拿來賣的礦泉水的蓋子上有圖案。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;日本地震，我認爲沒有親身感受過是不可能了解這個災難對日本人的影響。我只記得一開始時日本政府還曾經拒絕捐款。比較有印象的也只是春訓時，洋基水貨日本投手井川慶離隊兩個星期去找他的祖母，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;松坂大輔和紅襪隊的日本隊友公開收集捐款，和最近紐約時報的&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2011/07/13/sports/baseball/in-fukushima-japan-a-baseball-story-of-coming-together-and-carrying-on.html?_r=1&amp;amp;scp=1&amp;amp;sq=ken%20belson%20fukushima&amp;amp;st=cse"&gt;一篇文章&lt;/a&gt;，說日本一所災區的高中的隊員在陰影中決定參加甲子園的入選賽。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lebuh Farquhar 的 Love Lane 路牌&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;其實這篇應該是上一篇要寫的。以前在一個朋友的部落格看見中國有一條愛情路，那時就說好我找一天去拍一拍我們檳城的愛情巷。&lt;br /&gt;
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愛情巷是一條小巷，一邊是Lebuh Chulia，另一邊的則是和州博物館和聖喬治教堂同排，對面就是高等法庭的Lebuh Farquhar。整條巷都是老式建築，多數都是廉價宿舍，所以很多老外。雖然是小巷，但是卻不是單邊行駛。&lt;br /&gt;
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我也是今年才第一次踏足這條巷子。遺產紀念日的開放日那天把車子停在這裡，然後從這裡出發。最特別的景點是魯班古廟，英語叫Carpenters' Guild。我同學跟我說他家以前也有拜魯班。顧名思義，魯班就是工匠，手工很出色，後來更被封為神。古廟裏除了像普通祠堂的四合院大廳有供奉神，後面就只有一個多屬銀髮族的會友打麻將集合的地方。&lt;br /&gt;
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說回愛情巷，愛情巷會叫愛情巷的原因都寫在以上的圖案。自從被列爲世界遺產，檳城州政府就在很多地方弄這樣一個很漫畫式的解説，整個遺產保護區共有11個。翻譯成中文就是説以前住在Muntri Street的華人都把情婦藏在這裡，所以就叫Love Lane - 愛情巷。Muntri Street，中文譯為南華醫院街，是與愛情巷交叉（和Lebuh Chulia平行）的一條很長的老街道，那裏有海南工會（也是天後宮）和打金行，所以看得出以前是華人為多的街道。&lt;br /&gt;
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愛情巷名字的由來我跟很多人提起的時候他們都是半信半疑，老實說我自己是忘了當初怎樣會知道這個故事。&lt;br /&gt;
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愛情巷的另一端，靠近Lebuh Chulia的路牌，後面就是7 Eleven便利店，但是由於建築還是舊的所一背景看起來會比Lebuh Farquhar的有古典、經典的味道。路過要拍這張照片時，兩個印度人和一輛三輪車一直在討論不知道是什麽東西，談了很久。後來回家看了照片才覺得有那輛三輪車在照片裏真的挺不錯的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38909593-4098640337933318252?l=marsianexpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I started watching the NBA just as Pride of Coney Island - Stephon Marbury came home to New York. To me, that period of time in the NBA was great. We’d sit all morning talking about them. There was a Garnett fan, a Tim Duncan fan and a Kobe Bryant fan. We were casual players, winning the odd 3 on 3 during recess time. I’d be playing football most of the time. We knew most guys on the school team. A hot tempered small forward who’s been in the team since freshman, a Larry Bird like big man who loves to shoot 3, and his best friend who is taller than most people but was so quick that he plays point guard – Magic Johnson esque. There was also an ex classmate who is probably the quickest, Marbury-esque, average shooter but gets inside so well. Then there was the obvious hate – a Mommy’s boy 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; class student who gets into the team every time because his dad was the head coach. Looking back, my most satisfying moment was probably putting Steve Nash as my point guard when he was still at Dallas when everyone else chooses Jason Kidd.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;Allen Iverson? There’s a guy who loved AI. Plays like him. But he was average. AI means something. To a lot of people back then. AI was like John Lennon – something good that adores people and people adore – True basketball fan at that time would just love him. While its obvious that his athletic talent are great, it’s the hype that he brings to a game, how he makes average players contribute, his hustles, his white arm band, that wins the heart of people. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;These days they don’t allow them to wear what they like. But Allen Iverson was different. The youth and later the mature, shows that AI is who he is. The truth about basketball is that it’s a game, players who play a game should try their best to win it. Sometimes people overlooked this fundamentally important thing. AI is who he is – he wants to win. Transform him into a fatter, whiter and richer 50 years old, you would have seen George Steinbrenner. AI represents the will to win, the want to win that most of us are too coward to express because the price would have been uncomfortable. AI’s life was in ruins ever since he was born. While its unfortunate, it gave Allen the nothing to lose mentality, the mentality that the only way is up, that seeing him doing things makes people believe in themselves. And it was this believe, that at the stage of growing up, when I start to understand I’ll never be in the A class, that life has to have a new direction, this very believe in ourselves kept us going. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;LeBron, Kobe, Mike, DRose, Pierce, Reggie, Melo, Ewing or any other athletes of any sports, will have their struggle story of themselves, maybe even tougher. But AI was a beacon. AI was our age. That being different, expressing yourselves, wasn’t wrong. It was like an uprising of poor people. And its this that turns the neutrals into Iverson fans. I am one of those neutral and I believe Iverson sells more jersey than any other player, including Mike. . &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;People often measured teams and players with success. You’d find the biggest fan base teams most probably have the most championship wins. But there was always an exception, somewhere. Yogi Berra had 10 rings but he won’t be the first player that people talk about when it comes to the Yankees. AI never won an NBA title. But AI gave basketball a different identity, gave people who saw him a belief, gave people an idol that was different to look up to, gave people the chance to witness the depressed (non mainstream) overcoming the oppressed. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;For all those moments in all those years, Allen Iverson, The Answer, AI 3, thank you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/38909593-8740869612779093421?l=marsianexpress.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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