tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48135350406114838772011-11-27T16:55:43.039-08:00波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.comBlogger77125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-9066137037019548702011-08-13T02:19:00.000-07:002011-08-13T02:19:03.363-07:002011-08-13T02:19:03.363-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/JBl-gyNSFCk/0.jpg"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JBl-gyNSFCk&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JBl-gyNSFCk&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">最近一直再腦海裡的旋律，歌詞就在影片中</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-906613703701954870?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IbNuax0b4r_sX__SPj5UheiV5MU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IbNuax0b4r_sX__SPj5UheiV5MU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IbNuax0b4r_sX__SPj5UheiV5MU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IbNuax0b4r_sX__SPj5UheiV5MU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/v0bna-I4bV8" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2011/08/lmfao-la-la-la.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-49338431219005197562011-08-13T02:17:00.000-07:002011-08-13T02:17:40.123-07:002011-08-13T02:17:40.123-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4J-nxgGXVQQ/TkZBEs9NQOI/AAAAAAAAAOU/sYUKn7Nmuzw/s1600/DSCF7163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4J-nxgGXVQQ/TkZBEs9NQOI/AAAAAAAAAOU/sYUKn7Nmuzw/s320/DSCF7163.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> 爸、媽，能當我的推手，別當我的螃蟹人嗎？<br /> <br /> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-4933843121900519756?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/oW1yRsvfaVUTc7VO-riSMQl893c/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/oW1yRsvfaVUTc7VO-riSMQl893c/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/oW1yRsvfaVUTc7VO-riSMQl893c/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/oW1yRsvfaVUTc7VO-riSMQl893c/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/2nbWS02m_Lc" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_13.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-54038795679468310452011-08-08T09:50:00.000-07:002011-08-08T09:50:45.058-07:002011-08-08T09:50:45.058-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HiA7-Cantbo/TkATdhFx5hI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/HRwzj36Z8NM/s1600/185363_234676303243806_100001043154916_720587_4456687_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HiA7-Cantbo/TkATdhFx5hI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/HRwzj36Z8NM/s320/185363_234676303243806_100001043154916_720587_4456687_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>父親節~<br /> 全員到齊~<br /> 簡單的吃個東西<br /> 幾分鐘的時間<br /> 這樣單純的日子<br /> 以前很少<br /> 現在也很少~<br /> 再過幾年<br /> 看到這樣的照片<br /> 應該會觸景傷情吧~<br /> <br /> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-5403879567946831045?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/b0czEqYWqeUWZKkuqtpzxf4gg_E/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/b0czEqYWqeUWZKkuqtpzxf4gg_E/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/b0czEqYWqeUWZKkuqtpzxf4gg_E/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/b0czEqYWqeUWZKkuqtpzxf4gg_E/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/F7mumZfo894" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_08.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-338728435566635432011-08-01T18:43:00.000-07:002011-08-01T18:43:47.295-07:002011-08-01T18:43:47.295-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /> <object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/-bLtCKIqZjU/0.jpg"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-bLtCKIqZjU&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-bLtCKIqZjU&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">為你寫的歌</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-33872843556663543?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7F_6RgbZzs3DG7_ixBnM9UUVuLc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7F_6RgbZzs3DG7_ixBnM9UUVuLc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7F_6RgbZzs3DG7_ixBnM9UUVuLc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7F_6RgbZzs3DG7_ixBnM9UUVuLc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/EwJQym8V3Yc" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-9583870519736719302011-07-28T02:02:00.000-07:002011-07-28T02:03:24.801-07:002011-07-28T02:03:24.801-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TE--KKqUxBE/Ti2bM_jdQbI/AAAAAAAAANM/YPPa15i1VHo/s1600/264145_10150242489011009_235809636008_7382732_3769966_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="204" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TE--KKqUxBE/Ti2bM_jdQbI/AAAAAAAAANM/YPPa15i1VHo/s320/264145_10150242489011009_235809636008_7382732_3769966_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> 寫完了～～寫完了～～～想要低調一點還是被抓到，沒把系統搞清楚好....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-5598103793811075880?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9xiDG4_Qx3wsvdxFlXlOqY6z_NM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9xiDG4_Qx3wsvdxFlXlOqY6z_NM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9xiDG4_Qx3wsvdxFlXlOqY6z_NM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9xiDG4_Qx3wsvdxFlXlOqY6z_NM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/0WyXfIlvQd8" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_25.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-48373901565634095942011-07-24T11:22:00.000-07:002011-07-24T11:22:48.601-07:002011-07-24T11:22:48.601-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i5NgZQmzl_A/Tixh5t2ZECI/AAAAAAAAANI/umomZKQIsOQ/s1600/265144_1936657228025_1590205223_1817400_4972479_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="311" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i5NgZQmzl_A/Tixh5t2ZECI/AAAAAAAAANI/umomZKQIsOQ/s320/265144_1936657228025_1590205223_1817400_4972479_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <b>很高興你的抬愛，</b><br /> <b>但是有些東西讓我困擾不已，</b><br /> <b>我一直試著去接受，</b><br /> <b>但是卻每每在關鍵時刻讓我卻步。</b><br /> <b><br /> </b><br /> <b>你期待著你心裡的劇本，</b><br /> <b>我了解，</b><br /> <b>但是我卻沒辦法去接受，</b><br /> <b>因為在隻字片語中，</b><br /> <b>你聽不到那些聲音，那些旋律。</b><br /> <b><br /> </b><br /> <b>你不會懂，</b><br /> <b>也調不到那個頻率。</b><br /> <b><br /> </b><br /> <b>所以對不起，</b><br /> <b>我其實有想過，</b><br /> <b>但是我還是放棄，</b><br /> <b>因為你聽不到那聲音，</b><br /> <b>即使聽到卻也不在意。</b><br /> <b><br /> </b><br /> <b>你不懂我的歌，</b><br /> <b>我也只能抱歉說對不起...</b><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-4837390156563409594?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/W4cnB3U-Zv1tcGUs7xfFUni6wsM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/W4cnB3U-Zv1tcGUs7xfFUni6wsM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/W4cnB3U-Zv1tcGUs7xfFUni6wsM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/W4cnB3U-Zv1tcGUs7xfFUni6wsM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/8MhWQzRF2us" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_9418.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-71319861563442782892011-07-24T11:14:00.000-07:002011-07-24T11:14:46.716-07:002011-07-24T11:14:46.716-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p5TNYgo2Tts/TixfP-N47_I/AAAAAAAAANE/fC4ZFqNOgJQ/s1600/206599_226756490702454_100001043154916_692142_1886593_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p5TNYgo2Tts/TixfP-N47_I/AAAAAAAAANE/fC4ZFqNOgJQ/s1600/206599_226756490702454_100001043154916_692142_1886593_n.jpg" /></a>的確，那有點失望，胃痛，表演不順暢，太熱...等等。但是最大的問題是浮躁的情緒，那個一年前不同，最大的問題不是事件，而是內心的情緒。摸不著頭緒的迷失，但是我明明就已經勾到了邊，但是被摧毀得還是沒有重建。在某種程度上是背叛，覺得是被信任的人背叛、被了解的人背叛，被親近的人背叛，但是充其量，是被自己給背叛了，自己背叛了自己的初衷，然後卻又背叛自己逃避面對現實的勇氣。充滿著負面的情緒，卻要笑著去假裝自己都不在意，自己可以過去，但是並沒有，那陰影還是停留在那邊，消逝不去。令人火大阿～但是我說服著自己壓抑，壓抑著情緒，假裝什麼事情都沒有發生，等待一個契機，反噬的機會。等待的一個把所有事情吞回的機會，我峙蜃伏著，跟隨著天性，等著...等著...。<br /> <br /> 期待下次演唱會，期待把情緒宣洩，期待我壓抑的情緒～<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-7131986156344278289?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1gwhqEkWakOLgNes6E87BTy8OP4/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1gwhqEkWakOLgNes6E87BTy8OP4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1gwhqEkWakOLgNes6E87BTy8OP4/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1gwhqEkWakOLgNes6E87BTy8OP4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/fOSCYqtWRwQ" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_24.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-22881256907245095032011-07-22T22:34:00.000-07:002011-07-22T22:34:22.433-07:002011-07-22T22:34:22.433-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbPSw81aEVk/TipciMDcw5I/AAAAAAAAAM0/E0uheEgDw24/s1600/283299_1939816617518_1305506881_31821686_6609636_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbPSw81aEVk/TipciMDcw5I/AAAAAAAAAM0/E0uheEgDw24/s320/283299_1939816617518_1305506881_31821686_6609636_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> 前幾天跟小馬、大頭、阿嘎、畯益他們一起去東京恐怖學園，雖然之前在剪接的時候就看過很多次的恐怖影片，但是在不同氣氛下，還是有不同的感覺。只是很可惜，這次是一群男生去，有點小失望。btw挺好玩的就是了。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-2288125690724509503?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cyC_u-5FMaT_MQKXysCUZ8cTk68/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cyC_u-5FMaT_MQKXysCUZ8cTk68/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cyC_u-5FMaT_MQKXysCUZ8cTk68/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cyC_u-5FMaT_MQKXysCUZ8cTk68/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/yC47wnpG-No" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-15289421578292514542011-04-06T23:50:00.000-07:002011-04-06T23:50:06.606-07:002011-04-06T23:50:06.606-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/TIOhJV2gH_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/eLW7yR3zXAs/s1600/C360_2010-07-13+15-30-46.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><b><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/TIOhJV2gH_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/eLW7yR3zXAs/s320/C360_2010-07-13+15-30-46.jpg" /></b></a></div><br /> <br /> <div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b>鬧鐘響起，我匆忙的跳起只為了不讓鬧鈴聲吵醒其他還在熟睡的家人。看著自己深藍色的沙發床，才發現買回來還沒幾天都沒躺軟就要出遠門數月，心想那當初到底買來為什麼？！很多人問我說「當初決定要離該台北到綠島，家裡面的人怎麼說？」現在回想起來，好像爸、媽也沒多說什麼，就像是最近我跟他們說我下一個目的地時，我媽還是一貫的「蛤～那麼遠！」而老爸還是吐口菸看著他的電視劇，但是也沒有針對這個多說或是多做什麼，家庭革命這種東西基本上不會發生在我不定時遠行或是不定時奇怪的行為發生。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b>有時候我也搞不太清楚這是放心還是放任，但是也是因為家人都知道我的個性，下定決心要做，我總是會做到底，所以與其去溝通勸退，不如多點時間討論我去做之後要面對的問題。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b>他們很實際，也讓我也很實際，雖然有時候很多決定往往不切實際，但是我們卻很實際的去做這些不切實際的事情。如同許多老套的說法，許多人總在你耳邊說著對或錯、好與不好，如客觀評論別人的事情到毫無關聯，也主觀到好像自己曾經跟你做過一樣的事情，但是真正支撐你的卻總不是這些評論的頭頭是道的朋友，到頭來還是你的家人，他們總是訓斥你、教導你，也當然的他們也會客觀的說著他們的想法，也會主觀的好像曾經經歷過（或著是真的經歷過）的說著他們的想法，但是不同的是，他們會默默的在背後支撐你，當你跌倒的時候他們會想辦法扶著你，家人跟朋友的差別就是這樣，而許多朋友大多是介於朋友與不是朋友之間，所以我很重視那些介於家人與朋友之間的朋友，也從其中我慢慢去分辨每個人應該在心中的等級與地位。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b>天沒亮我開始打包著行李，很多人很難想像為什麼要外出兩個月的人可以完全不用準備，只在出發前一個小時在起床整理行李，我很想跟他說直接去看喬治克隆尼主演的《型男飛行日記》就會懂得這箇中的道理，但是我總沒這樣說，因為這樣我搞不好還要多花時間去解釋這部電影。再加上當兵在外島的經驗（我還是要說有人說當兵學不到東西，那不是因為當兵沒東西可學，而是自己沒有用心在過生活），有什麼東西是必須的，有甚麼東西是不必需的，早已了然於心。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b>就在整理好行李後，發現還有多餘的時間，正在思考要幹嘛時，我突然想到一個以前從國小同班到國中同學的媽媽，因為工作時間的關係，常常會在等公車時遇到那位長輩。有時間我們都會閒聊一兩句，聊聊工作，或是聊聊那個同學她的兒子怎麼會從一個工程師變成彩妝師，就在有次閒聊，怎麼會曾經問過我一個令我語塞的問題。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b>以往我都起的很早，有時候會先起床看看書，或是把要帶到公司的東西在準備或是整理一下，甚至我會把房間稍微清理一下。而這個早晨不長不短的尷尬時間，我總是會想個辦法來填塞。那天天氣不錯，想著事情都整理完了，那就早早出門吧，於是大概鬆梳理一番就出門了。我步行至不到兩百公尺的公車站，看到那位朋友的媽媽，而那位朋友的嬤嬤也看到我，我們彼此打個招呼，沒有意外的就在等車時間寒暄幾句。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b>我忘了先前我們有聊些什麼，只記得朋友的媽媽問我「你吃早餐了嗎？」，我毫不思索的就回答還沒。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b>「因為起床比較晚嗎？」</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b>「也沒有ㄟ，我都還蠻早起床的。」，然後我說我總是會做些這個那個來填塞起床跟出來等車的時間。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b>「那為什麼不先吃早餐呢？」</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b>不知道為什麼，這句話一出來我突然不知道怎麼回答，但是這問題也讓我想問，問這個問題的原因是出自於早餐的重要性，或是做早餐的的定義，又或者是在家吃早餐與出外吃早餐的差別性，或單純只是一個對於早上起床不馬上吃早餐的青年的行為有不同的看法或是見解？這些我都不知道，只知道這個問題讓我一直存在著一個沒有辦法理解的疑惑。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b>『直接問不就好了』我知道如果耐心把文章看到這裡的人，心裡一定會產生這個OS，而處事跟解決的道理我也懂，只是在於一些事情中間的細解，我一直沒辦法了解，這也讓我不知道該用什麼方法去解決這疑惑。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b>於是那時我想到了這件事情，而老媽這時也起床了，我跟我媽說「媽我要出門了一起吃個早餐OK嗎?」，我媽聽到我說便走到冰箱打開冰箱門問說「你想吃什麼？」。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b>隨便吧！心裡這樣想著，看看餐桌上的烤麵包機就回答我媽說「那就吃吐司好了」。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b>我們把冰箱的吐司拿出來塗塗烤烤，又到了杯鮮奶喝，中間閒聊了一些東西有沒有準備好，或是等等幾點出門的簡單話題，就在吃早餐的同時，好像對於那位朋友媽媽問我的事情有點簡單的了解或是簡單的自己為自己了解，但是至少吃飽了再出門也沒有甚麼不好的。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"><b>吃完東西，稍做整理我便提著行李出門了，對於即將要去的地方跟工作我完全沒有概念，可是我心中卻沒有任何擔心或是惶恐，我不知道是不是因為自己本身個性使然，又或者是我再出門前先吃了一頓早餐。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; 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text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/TICWYMpprRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/10lNUa-QBD0/s1600/C360_2010-07-13+15-30-11-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/TICWYMpprRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/10lNUa-QBD0/s320/C360_2010-07-13+15-30-11-1.jpg" /></a></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><b><br /> </b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><b>「待業的時候一直以為賺錢是一個人的方向與目標，工作後發現如果只把賺錢當作目標，那就毫無目標可言。我還是希望多看場電影、多看本書、多聽點歌，但是不ㄧ定要賺很多的錢。」</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><b>我那時把這段話寫在寫在FB的個人介紹上面，多少也寫出那時候退伍後工作的心情。我一直對於自己的工作能力無庸置疑，雖然沒有很亮眼的學歷，但是我在職場工作了許久，很多事情早也了然於心。退伍後面對了許多現實的壓力，但是對我來說最大的壓力還是來自於自己內心的掙扎，人可以渾渾噩噩只為了賺錢而過，但是人生命中的價值到底是什麼？！這是我一直想去追尋的。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><b>之前女朋友很務實，對於生活他有腳踏實地的想法，我跟她相處了四年的時間，我好像也多多少少可以看到未來的方向，但是好高騖遠的我卻不認為那是人生的終途，也許在某些方面的認知崎嶇，也造成最後兩個人會分開的結果。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><b>一個人安安份份的過生活，或是苟且於現實，人生會過得很好。我爸常說他是豬腦，選擇自己的理念與想法，許多當年跟他一起來台灣的人早就賺飽了，房子一棟一棟的買，或著是早就升官發財了，但是他卻因為自己的堅持與原則，退休了還得幫人顧大門。他從小告訴我的故事總是告訴我做人要圓滑要能跟現實妥協，他就是因為自己的太過固執、不夠圓滑，導致最後還是孓然一身。說的憤慨，但是她的眼神沒一絲後悔，搞不清楚他的到底要自己的兒子圓滑還是固執，最後我選擇酷的但是卻不好走的那條路去走。正所謂甚麼樣的老子就會生出什麼樣的兒子，雖然不是老子親生的，但是教出來的還是大同小異，於是如同伊坂的《金色搖籃曲》中的岩崎，生活只有兩個選項，『太搖滾了』或是『太不搖滾了』。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><b>於是我把生活簡單又困難化，常把「歷練」放在嘴上的自己根本就不知道甚麼是歷練的東西的我，在退伍後把一番熱血注入在第一份工作上。對於工作的態度我還是認為我是無庸置疑，但是因為太過多的付出，常讓我延伸許多不同的想法與思考其中的對錯，於是我一邊工作一邊思考，也導致最後對這份工作心灰意冷。有想法是好的，但是太多想法卻妨礙著自己工作的態度以及工作營運的方針。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><b>「休息」跟「轉換跑道」在腦中不停的迴圈，我不斷的檢視自己跟自己的生活，就在這時候人生出現了不同的選項，就在本能直覺想要跳脫下，毅然決然的讓這個念頭在心中萌芽。回想起來還是覺得當下的處理事情非常粗糙，但是如同《練習曲》那句招牌的slogan『有些事情現在不做，以後再也不會做了』，我想單單是做與不做，對我來說就如同莎士比亞中那句名言「to be or not to be」，決定其實是在尋找存在與否的意義。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><b>我們常常看到許多歷史事件，如果把事情看得不怎麼大，那事情可能就沒有想像中的嚴重；同理的在這其中我把一些問題的格局放大，有些事情反而在這些事情之前，就沒有那麼的重要了。決定與否只有瞬間的時間，快到我不知道要用什麼單位來形容那個瞬間，但是事後許多反覆的咀嚼事情的發生點，卻又吞吐的煩惱，我慢慢體驗到《罪與罰》中拉斯柯尼科夫的掙扎，原來想法的反覆不在於決定的當下，而是事情發生過後對於心中的困擾。</b></span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><b>在離開的前一天我還是完全沒有整理行囊，隨著時間向前，我給他推著走，在思想糾結後，其他的事情都只是形式上的意義了...</b></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-6218890112348081971?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/N6d_e-Fs-vEVIUK4UgXk92iKTLM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/N6d_e-Fs-vEVIUK4UgXk92iKTLM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/N6d_e-Fs-vEVIUK4UgXk92iKTLM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/N6d_e-Fs-vEVIUK4UgXk92iKTLM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/NFjqsEMNz_w" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-85134596925588818802010-04-03T23:11:00.000-07:002010-04-03T23:11:59.509-07:002010-04-03T23:11:59.509-07:00<div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S7geb0rCq0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Zur4yyo0d6A/s1600/morning-sun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S7geb0rCq0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Zur4yyo0d6A/s400/morning-sun.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><a name='more'></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">關掉六點都會自動不斷響起的手機鈴聲，一直賴到七點鬧鐘響起時起床。</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">托著一臉惺忪，打開窗子看看今天天氣如何，冷不防的一股冷風就這樣吹進來。</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">「哈楸～」在打了噴嚏的同時，心裡暗罵一聲，馬上把窗子關上，椅子上的外套穿起來。通常早上起來，如果打噴嚏，往往就會打一整天的噴嚏，每次想到這種過敏體質心情就不太好。</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">我轉身走向門口，打開房門早一點就是老媽在唱題念經，晚一點就是老爸在看電視新聞嘴裡還叼隻菸。</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">今天起來晚了，媽應該早早就出門上班了，我看到老爸橫躺在沙發上，嘴裡一樣叼根菸。我有時候會想「抽菸的人真厲害，不管什麼樣的天氣，什麼樣的姿勢或是什麼樣的地點，都可以來一根」，這念頭順閃在走出房門的瞬間。</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">「爸，早」</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">「早」</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">老爸沒有改變他的姿勢，除了順著那聲早一口出來的煙，他還是悠閒的躺在那沙發上。反而是花花，我養的一隻狗，他總是會興奮的跑過來，往我身上撲。但是也不一定是每天早上，有時候他還是懶洋洋的趴在我媽給他的羽絨外套上，看著我們在房子裡面走來走去。</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">走出廁所後，有意無意聽著幾則新聞，拿著盥洗衣物到浴室去。</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">我喜歡出門前都又盥洗一番，這習慣不知道從什麼時候開始，分隔線是在上床睡覺或是起床，所以往往有時候一天會洗兩到三次澡，但是好險我洗澡的時間不會太久，所以洗多洗少也沒有造成家裡其他困擾。</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">早上洗澡有兩個好處，除了基本上早晨盥洗刷牙、洗臉、漱口可以在洗澡的時候一次搞定，再來就是可以醒神，早上起來我總是會恍神，我想應該很少人早上起來是清醒的吧？！在加上我總是起床時會過敏，洗個熱水澡，有時候過敏就這樣停了，於是常常有人說男孩子很不愛洗澡，我想我應該不屬於常常有人說的那一類人吧？！</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">洗完澡走到廁所吹完頭髮，在這之間在聽幾則新聞，等頭髮乾了在到神桌前拿每天都零用錢，回到房間把打開電腦，先把Youtube打開，從播放清單中打開我挑選幾首喜歡的搖滾樂，看一下FB、看MSN留言、看看天氣，然後在到公司的網頁、信箱看看有沒有新訊息。確定好一切，打開背包，把記事本、工作用資料夾，在書架上找本最近想看得書，拉上拉鍊，關上電腦，在換上上班要穿的衣服，準備出門。</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">確認手機在右邊口袋，錢包在左邊口袋，再換上要出門的服裝後我總是會如同強迫症不斷的自我確認。早晨的氣溫順間拉高，雅虎天氣寫著「北部今日氣溫16-24度C」，我脫掉原本穿著的薄外套，上面還殘留著因為書展而噴著香水餘味。</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">離開前老爸以經進房間在睡一輪，客廳僅剩下躺在地上的花花，跟殘存的煙味，一瞬間與香水成了強烈的對比。</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">「哈鞦」又打了個噴嚏，我又暗罵一聲，抽了兩張衛生紙放在褲子口袋，陽光從鐵窗與植栽的縫隙中鑽進陽台的地板上，「看來是個好天氣」，我背上了背包，跟花花說掰掰，開始一天忙碌的生活。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-8513459692558881880?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kA04UfNSaar8ohqjq_qPlTQIxOw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kA04UfNSaar8ohqjq_qPlTQIxOw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kA04UfNSaar8ohqjq_qPlTQIxOw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kA04UfNSaar8ohqjq_qPlTQIxOw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/oMTllNoe0d8" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-33246585416742698092010-03-28T07:04:00.000-07:002010-03-28T07:04:27.223-07:002010-03-28T07:04:27.223-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S69ge0tFVoI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7SskzQL6JFA/s1600/%E5%9C%9F%E5%9C%B0%E5%85%AC%E5%BB%9F%E7%9A%84%E5%A4%A9%E8%97%8D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S69ge0tFVoI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7SskzQL6JFA/s400/%E5%9C%9F%E5%9C%B0%E5%85%AC%E5%BB%9F%E7%9A%84%E5%A4%A9%E8%97%8D.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><a name='more'></a><br /> 一直以為自己找到了什麼<br /> 但是最後還是在迷惑<br /> 追尋著一個不知道什麼方向的方向<br /> 結果還是靠著別人推著你走<br /> 我排斥那種安排好的生活<br /> 我告訴自己那不昰想要的<br /> 磨練還是消磨時間<br /> 有時候我真的搞不太清楚<br /> <br /> 對於感情<br /> 我再也不去多想太多東西<br /> 我跟妳處於不同的空間<br /> 總有著不同的的情緒<br /> 有時候一些事情是衝動的<br /> 我總是抑制住那衝動的情緒<br /> 那波紋慢慢平靜<br /> 最後回覆如同鏡面的一陣安寧<br /> <br /> 我還是Keep walking<br /> 只有這樣不停的走才會有天看到終點<br /> 雖然負面的感覺以經出現了<br /> 但是我會繼續這樣走著<br /> 直到這人生的終點<br /> <br /> 思維控制著我的身體<br /> 口中像是咀嚼著苦味<br /> 生活就是這樣<br /> 我們只能不斷的往前走<br /> 往前走..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-3324658541674269809?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wD5vABxt59z841Wp4PGbwKZzJWM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wD5vABxt59z841Wp4PGbwKZzJWM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wD5vABxt59z841Wp4PGbwKZzJWM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wD5vABxt59z841Wp4PGbwKZzJWM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/sJoOg-pt_zY" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_28.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-21249143258643299832010-03-16T07:16:00.001-07:002010-03-16T07:16:50.940-07:002010-03-16T07:16:50.940-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S5-SZfpaBzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/FVJoJuy67IU/s1600-h/DetailDM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S5-SZfpaBzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/FVJoJuy67IU/s320/DetailDM.jpg" vt="true" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><a name='more'></a>第一張花了七、八個小時，第二張只花了上班前的早餐時間。<br /> <br /> 雖然熟練了，但是感覺好像沒有第一張那麼好～<br /> <br /> 還是欠磨練阿....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-2124914325864329983?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8FCSoEveT0F2ntuzYBWnAVZMNco/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8FCSoEveT0F2ntuzYBWnAVZMNco/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8FCSoEveT0F2ntuzYBWnAVZMNco/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8FCSoEveT0F2ntuzYBWnAVZMNco/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/rx3arPISFRo" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_16.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-61826837692444305302010-03-16T07:13:00.000-07:002010-03-16T07:13:54.477-07:002010-03-16T07:13:54.477-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S5-P5fOxZ_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/O1xHj_Cy_Hg/s1600-h/Landscape%E9%99%8D%E5%83%B9%E6%B4%BB%E5%8B%951.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S5-P5fOxZ_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/O1xHj_Cy_Hg/s320/Landscape%E9%99%8D%E5%83%B9%E6%B4%BB%E5%8B%951.jpg" vt="true" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><a name='more'></a>因為人事的變化，做了幾天業務的工作後，總算安排到自己想做的東西上面。<br /> <br /> 雖然美其名是做行銷企劃這位子，但是說實在的權限真是少得可憐，而且感覺起來這種東西比較像是美工之類的工作，但是算是多方涉及吧？！於是一整個假日都在家裡想版型、想內容。<br /> <br /> 慢慢發現，當妳不熟悉這產業時，要隨隨便便下個史羅根比妳寫一篇文章還要困難。<br /> <br /> 於是大部分的時間我都是在電腦桌前面發呆，或是猛翻一堆參考書，原來要把一張DM做出來，需要那麼大的時間跟精力，我終於體會到了這個工作不簡單的地方，尤其像我這樣沒有底子的人。<br /> <br /> 最後東看西看，總算是做出了點自己看的下去的東西，雖然結果差強人意，但是比起以前公司的DM我自己是覺得好看許多，我也終於從中間體會了那麼點成就感。<br /> <br /> 雖然現在的工作很艱難，尤其是人和的部分需要很多心力，但是至少有一點點好的開始，希望能順順利利的在這樣的環境下成長，期待經歷過後回頭看這些東西，能看大自己茁壯的痕跡。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-6182683769244430530?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0DwbdGF4tASCTY9EStwitsfARv8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0DwbdGF4tASCTY9EStwitsfARv8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0DwbdGF4tASCTY9EStwitsfARv8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0DwbdGF4tASCTY9EStwitsfARv8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/-psnV3jCfEo" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2010/03/dm.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-90064469537169415892010-03-12T16:53:00.000-08:002010-03-12T16:53:26.702-08:002010-03-12T16:53:26.702-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S5rggbdFdAI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZP_gi9RSIEQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S5rggbdFdAI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZP_gi9RSIEQ/s320/untitled.bmp" vt="true" /></a></div><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <a name='more'></a><br /> <br /> 忙碌的工作沒法子讓自己亂想<br /> <br /> 我看著擁擠的台北車道，如今我又再度融入這城市的繁忙<br /> <br /> 吸口氣<br /> <br /> 這糟糕的空氣在廢裡宣示眼睛看到的都是現實<br /> <br /> 也因為如此的真實，生活也才跟著真實<br /> <br /> 我樂觀的去做每一件事情<br /> <br /> 即便許多事情還是紛紛擾擾<br /> <br /> 至少這一刻，我是踏實的<br /> <br /> 我時時的踏著每一天每一刻的腳步<br /> <br /> 即便不知道迎面而來是什麼樣的道路<br /> <br /> 但是我知道只要一步一步走<br /> <br /> 往前往後，那也不那麼重要了<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-9006446953716941589?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BJMMCkxzywfGyLqPhWf8VYRJtV0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BJMMCkxzywfGyLqPhWf8VYRJtV0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BJMMCkxzywfGyLqPhWf8VYRJtV0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BJMMCkxzywfGyLqPhWf8VYRJtV0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/CuAB-_Ux8L8" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-60345813400936011642010-03-06T00:49:00.000-08:002010-03-06T19:49:38.977-08:002010-03-06T19:49:38.977-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S5MiRnL3KbI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Sk7PsuAi7M4/s1600-h/kids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S5MiRnL3KbI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Sk7PsuAi7M4/s320/kids.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><br /> Lyrics：<br /> <br /> You were a child<br /> <br /> <br /> Crawling on your knees toward it<br /> <br /> Making momma so proud<br /> <br /> But your voice is too loud<br /> <br /> We like to watch you laughing<br /> <br /> Picking insects off plants<br /> <br /> No time to think of consequences <br /> <br /> <a name='more'></a><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Control yourself<br /> <br /> Take only what you need from it<br /> <br /> A family of trees wanted to be haunted<br /> <br /> (x2) <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> The water is warm<br /> <br /> But it's sending me shivers<br /> <br /> A baby is born<br /> <br /> Crying out for attention<br /> <br /> The memories fade<br /> <br /> Like looking through a fogged mirror<br /> <br /> Decisions to<br /> <br /> Decisions are made and not bought<br /> <br /> But I thought this wouldn't hurt a lot<br /> <br /> I guess not <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Control yourself<br /> <br /> Take only what you need from them<br /> <br /> A family of trees wanting to be haunted<br /> <br /> (x2)<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Control yourself<br /> <br /> Take only what you need from them<br /> <br /> A family of trees wanting to be haunted<br /> <br /> (x3)<br /> <br /> A family of trees... <br /> &nbsp; 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text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S4Ro7aHa6zI/AAAAAAAAAEo/n45dJokhQBQ/s1600-h/08278f42.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S4Ro7aHa6zI/AAAAAAAAAEo/n45dJokhQBQ/s320/08278f42.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><a name='more'></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> &nbsp;</div><br /> We've seen the sun smoking on my mind<br /> <br /> <br /> why we fell into the lying?<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> We've seen the sun smoking on my mind<br /> <br /> why we fell in to the lying?<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Feel I never want to fear<br /> <br /> feel I never want to see it<br /> <br /> to hold on<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> help me so help me in this way<br /> <br /> just help me<br /> <br /> i've never seen you before<br /> <br /> i've never seen you before<br /> <br /> 've never seen you before<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> we dreanm and sleep in the dark<br /> <br /> downpour outside on the clovers<br /> <br /> light beans and streaks in the dark<br /> <br /> blue moon outside on the lovers<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> help me so help me in this way<br /> <br /> just help me<br /> <br /> i've never seen you before<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> ta-taking a way<br /> <br /> take a look at the way<br /> <br /> the way to watch the skies again<br /> <br /> I wanna watch the skies again<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> take a look at the way<br /> <br /> take a look at the way<br /> <br /> the way to watch the skies again<br /> <br /> take a look at the way<br /> <br /> take a look at the way<br /> <br /> the way to watch the skies<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> we dream and sleep in the dark<br /> <br /> (to hold on)<br /> <br /> downpour outside on the clovers<br /> <br /> (to hold on..to hold on)<br /> <br /> light beams and streaks in the dark<br /> <br /> (to hold on..to hold on)<br /> <br /> blue moon outside on the lovers<br /> <br /> (to hold on..to hold on)<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> we dream and sleep in the dark<br /> <br /> (to hold on)<br /> <br /> downpour outside on the clovers<br /> <br /> (to hold on..to hold on)<br /> <br /> light beams and streaks in the dark<br /> <br /> (to hold on..to hold on)<br /> <br /> blue moon outside on the lovers<br /> <br /> (to hold on..to hold on)<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> (to hold on) x 9<br /> <br /> <object height="505" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P7kpksLVYm4&hl=zh_TW&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P7kpksLVYm4&hl=zh_TW&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-789591694289569517?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/64xLGHri2TgVPQqlFXLGTsh8nj0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/64xLGHri2TgVPQqlFXLGTsh8nj0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/64xLGHri2TgVPQqlFXLGTsh8nj0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/64xLGHri2TgVPQqlFXLGTsh8nj0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/S7HoB2cmxzk" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2010/02/gonzo48k-blonde-girl.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-1993572157183445342010-02-17T03:47:00.000-08:002010-02-17T03:47:31.469-08:002010-02-17T03:47:31.469-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S3vWy4TXw-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/UjL-jpdhwEo/s1600-h/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ct="true" height="203" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S3vWy4TXw-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/UjL-jpdhwEo/s400/untitled.bmp" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <a name='more'></a><br /> <br /> 這幾天一口氣看了很多影集<br /> <br /> LOST、HEROES還有Gossip Girl<br /> <br /> 要是有時間再把GA找來K一K<br /> <br /> 無聊的年節，<br /> <br /> 就拿來補我的影集吧..<br /> <br /> (整理好的房間)<br /> <br /> 只差一個大書櫃~跟一張沙發床~~<br /> <br /> 我想單人床應該就很夠了!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-199357215718344534?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/T65vpkuh0yXSnXnK3wftNnl2_XE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/T65vpkuh0yXSnXnK3wftNnl2_XE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/T65vpkuh0yXSnXnK3wftNnl2_XE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/T65vpkuh0yXSnXnK3wftNnl2_XE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/5YYboXo-b5M" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2010/02/tv-drama.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-52012079155776907782010-02-14T09:28:00.000-08:002010-02-14T09:28:05.683-08:002010-02-14T09:28:05.683-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S3gymnp0tkI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MfCLKZmjZJQ/s1600-h/28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S3gymnp0tkI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MfCLKZmjZJQ/s320/28.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><br /> <br /> <a name='more'></a><br /> <br /> <br /> 一直控制自己的想法，但是自我意識卻不斷抽離<br /> <br /> 我總是告訴自己不能這樣想，<br /> <br /> 但是我還是不斷的感受到理性與感性上的衝突<br /> <br /> V day是個令人胡思亂想的日子<br /> <br /> 這樣的好天氣讓人格外反感<br /> <br /> 我靠著睡眠度過了一天，GOOD dAY<br /> <br /> but..<br /> <br /> not my day..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-5201207915577690778?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hgwVaNGWqdD_dJEmBkOrqwm6Mv8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hgwVaNGWqdD_dJEmBkOrqwm6Mv8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hgwVaNGWqdD_dJEmBkOrqwm6Mv8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hgwVaNGWqdD_dJEmBkOrqwm6Mv8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/ZiuVtBr5W3c" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2010/02/v-day.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-27111073921444370522010-02-11T05:31:00.000-08:002010-02-12T04:02:46.247-08:002010-02-12T04:02:46.247-08:00<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7B6WSvyWkRk&hl=zh_TW&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7B6WSvyWkRk&hl=zh_TW&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /> <br /> Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want<br /> <a name='more'></a><br /> <br /> <br /> <strong>Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want - The Smiths </strong><br /> <strong></strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong>歌詞</strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong>Good times for a change.</strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong>See, the luck I've had</strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong>could make a good man</strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong>turn bad.</strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong>So please, please, please</strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong>let me, let me, let me</strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong>let me get what I want</strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong>this time. </strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong>Haven't had a dream in a long time.</strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong>See, the life I've had</strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong>could make a good man bad</strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong>So for once in my life,</strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong>let me get what I want.</strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong>Lord knows it would be the first time.</strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong>Lord knows it would be the first time.</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-2711107392144437052?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/K3JpfTTbKHbjRibItYlEu1O8mTU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/K3JpfTTbKHbjRibItYlEu1O8mTU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/K3JpfTTbKHbjRibItYlEu1O8mTU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/K3JpfTTbKHbjRibItYlEu1O8mTU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/umdkWnmXazY" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2010/02/smiths-please-please-please-let-me-get.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-11132589681797522802010-02-07T04:17:00.000-08:002010-02-07T04:17:21.395-08:002010-02-07T04:17:21.395-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S26uhwOWRmI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/37AX0C6d_dQ/s1600-h/%E5%AE%8C%E6%88%90.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S26uhwOWRmI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/37AX0C6d_dQ/s320/%E5%AE%8C%E6%88%90.jpg" /></a></div><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <a name='more'></a><br /> <br /> <br /> 那天無聊，做了一個海報，我問妹覺得怎樣？<br /> <br /> 他說：「沒發現是你做的ㄟ，我還以為是哪邊複製過來的？」<br /> <br /> 聽到這句話一點失望一點高興<br /> <br /> 至少感覺起來是別的地方複製過來的，ㄏㄏ<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-1113258968179752280?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/69hfYWecrTx_Dt7I0UDsflyR9iw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/69hfYWecrTx_Dt7I0UDsflyR9iw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/69hfYWecrTx_Dt7I0UDsflyR9iw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/69hfYWecrTx_Dt7I0UDsflyR9iw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/Y3Y60BJB33I" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4813535040611483877.post-60651075207775585932010-02-01T10:08:00.000-08:002010-02-01T10:11:43.633-08:002010-02-01T10:11:43.633-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S2cL-17SUmI/AAAAAAAAADQ/GLsx7jXJGAg/s1600-h/10-02-02_00-46.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><strong><img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S2cL-17SUmI/AAAAAAAAADQ/GLsx7jXJGAg/s320/10-02-02_00-46.jpg" /></strong></a></div><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <strong></strong><br /> <a name='more'></a><br /> <strong><span style="font-size: large;">Day 1</span> 10/21</strong><br /> <br /> <strong>要離開台北了...下次回來昰40天後，雖然玩了13天，相較先前放假倒是平靜很多。雖然還是不願意，但是比較坦然了。也許這是最後一次了吧？！我想。</strong><br /> <br /> <strong>寫到這裡，捷運到了大湖公園站，今天天氣出氣的好，也讓湖面反射著幽幽的波光。很難想像是颱風將至的天氣。放駕當天我坐著文湖線回來，如今又要隨著文湖線，ㄧ站接著ㄧ站。像是回收這兩個星期的回憶。</strong><br /> <br /> <strong>I'll leave my hometowna...</strong><br /> <br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S2cNHLOUPHI/AAAAAAAAADY/PTDu0HPvmJs/s1600-h/10-02-02_00-461.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><strong><img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S2cNHLOUPHI/AAAAAAAAADY/PTDu0HPvmJs/s320/10-02-02_00-461.jpg" /></strong></a></div><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Day 2</strong></span><br /> <br /> <strong>很快度過了昨天一天。回到馬祖有種熟悉又不熟悉的感覺；也借於習慣與不習慣之間。昨晚3:46分突然驚醒，已經很久沒有「這就是當兵」又回來的感覺.........。</strong><br /> <br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S2cRevShFMI/AAAAAAAAADo/sw2N8Zof9D8/s1600-h/10-02-02_00-48.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><strong><img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S2cRevShFMI/AAAAAAAAADo/sw2N8Zof9D8/s320/10-02-02_00-48.jpg" /></strong></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><br /> <span style="font-size: large;"><strong>30 Days After</strong></span><br /> <br /> <strong>無聊慢慢的淹沒我。</strong><br /> <strong>手機上的時針與分針以60度ｃ角斜指在左下方區塊，距離下個階段還有三個多小時。</strong><br /> <br /> <strong>後會自己帶了本艱深難學，500多頁硬梆梆探討電影的書。雖然獲益良多，但是也把我的意志力壓抑到底點...無趣無聊...我低迷的情緒...</strong><br /> <br /> <br /> <strong>突然想到一件事情。他說他羨慕KG有一堆可以幫助他的人，生命中的貴人，這一直讓我不以為然。他從來不設想，有多少個生命中出現的臉孔，可能成為貴人的人，一個一個被他拋之腦後．。</strong><br /> <strong></strong><br /> <strong><br /> </strong><br /> <strong></strong><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S2cPfyh_SJI/AAAAAAAAADg/EQSxoCFKIOA/s1600-h/10-02-02_00-47.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><strong></strong></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><br /> <strike><strong>Day 3</strong></strike><br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Day 8</strong></span><br /> <br /> <strong>廣播器傳來刺耳的通報聲，每每廣播時我都有種想拆掉廣播器的衝動。Day 8，生病的第三天。因為A型流感讓我倒數的速度變快，也讓我閱讀的速度加快。至少到現在，對我都是好的。躲過了衛哨，躲過了連主檢...也對過了許多未知的供差。這次生病完全出乎意料，但在剩餘的29天，有五天不用做事情也是一種幸福。</strong><br /> <br /> <strong>這樣突然且密集的意外，讓我慢慢淡忘了我與她之間的事情，，至少那場夢後，我把心中的位置移動了。而原本期待她對我的病會引起她的注意，或是一點點關心．但可以確定，其實是我把這事情想的太多....</strong><br /> <br /> <strong>慶幸的是...我得回來馬祖，至少這讓我脫離了，脫離了一些事情...</strong><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S2cTE-_w_4I/AAAAAAAAADw/yw1OjYIozp4/s1600-h/10-02-02_00-471.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><strong><img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S2cTE-_w_4I/AAAAAAAAADw/yw1OjYIozp4/s320/10-02-02_00-471.jpg" /></strong></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Day 9</strong></span><br /> <br /> <strong>在不知道哪個長官大聲斥責門外馬醫駐院士兵的聲響中醒來，對於醫天的開場似乎不是很好。</strong><br /> <br /> <strong>昨晚一直不斷的找人傳簡訊，才發現自己可以閒聊的對象那麼少，這讓我的情緒有點down。在那瞬間我不禁懷疑手機電話簿中近兩百多個電話號碼，好像如同虛設，那種感覺真的不是滋味，讓我有點心寒。醫天的開頭居然是用那麼沮喪的開場白，真是....</strong><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Day 10</strong></span><br /> <br /> <strong>住在這的第三天。</strong><br /> <strong>這裡的氣憤快要讓我喘不過氣來，第一次期待離開，離開這雖然可以讓我無所事事的地方...Day 10，距離人類對事物的適應時間14天還有四天，快快習慣吧～</strong><br /> <br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S2cVx8kfd3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/l4yH58MO4fY/s1600-h/10-02-02_00-481.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><strong><img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S2cVx8kfd3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/l4yH58MO4fY/s320/10-02-02_00-481.jpg" /></strong></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><br /> <span style="font-size: large;"><strong>十月三十日。</strong></span><br /> <br /> <strong>我躺在床上輾轉，手上的【認識電影】雖著我時而浮躁、時而平靜的心情，躺著、被翻閱著或是隨意丟置著。我不了解還有什麼事情筆我幽禁在一個房間裡還無趣。更慘的是我只有醫本陳悶的書，還有一支手機。</strong><br /> <br /> <strong>「一支手機」，可笑的是在這收訊不好的房間裡，手機更增加他出現的滑稽。更可笑的是我總要喬挪出角度位置發著簡訊，但往往如同丟到大海中的瓶中信，回應虛渺。這不禁讓我感嘆，原來那麼多年的時間，沒有一個所謂可以讓我打時間，甚至聊得來的朋友...</strong><br /> <br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S2cWtykgdHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/bDlCgPjfeC8/s1600-h/10-02-02_00-49.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><strong><img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S2cWtykgdHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/bDlCgPjfeC8/s320/10-02-02_00-49.jpg" /></strong></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><br /> <span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Day 11</strong></span><br /> <br /> <strong>7:54。距離回到連上只剩下幾小時的時間，要退伍了，每天待在床上那樣緩慢的生活型態還真痛苦。但也不是毫無收穫，五百多頁艱深難讀的Louis Giametti的【Understanding Movie認識電影】終於在剛剛讀完，這真的花了不少精神，也算是沒有浪費太多時間，也讓這幾天有所意義。</strong><br /> <br /> <br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S2cX09XYAZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qyT6Dc37qX0/s1600-h/10-02-02_00-491.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><strong><img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LROgiXU1ZN0/S2cX09XYAZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qyT6Dc37qX0/s320/10-02-02_00-491.jpg" /></strong></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /> </div><br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Day 15</strong></span><br /> <br /> <strong>14天果然沖淡了我對時間的敏感度。</strong><br /> <br /> <strong>Night 15</strong><br /> <br /> <strong>原本希望放假的我，最後決定明天到昆陽樓上工。我想，上工比較可以沖淡我對時間的敏感度。對時間的敏感阿！！</strong><br /> <br /> <strong>這是我最不想想，卻不每分每秒的提醒我，那麼期待那天到來，卻又害怕那天到來....滴答滴答，時間催促著我，上工可以讓我麻痺時間的侵蝕，卻北畔了內心的愛情...</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4813535040611483877-6065107520777558593?l=pocatosay.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HdbO907fOa3toPLPba4JyHheK64/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HdbO907fOa3toPLPba4JyHheK64/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HdbO907fOa3toPLPba4JyHheK64/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HdbO907fOa3toPLPba4JyHheK64/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/DTDB/~4/FHoO_g1f23E" height="1" width="1"/>波卡多http://www.blogger.com/profile/15298454919404872973noreply@blogger.com0http://pocatosay.blogspot.com/2010/02/soldier-note-by-few-days.html