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      <description><![CDATA[一直很想讓我的朋友瞭解我生活的地方...也想讓朋友知道都市和鄉下的不同。前幾天泡泡說想一起吃個飯...因為之前都約在台中...我也覺得有點膩...所以問她要不要來我家附近吃吃...剛好她意願高...也想來逛逛傳說中的廟東。於是，我們約好了10號吃晚餐...



&nbsp;


四點半，我們約在立人的校門口。因為我比較早到...所以先到處看看我睽違多年的母校。多年沒回來，立人校門並沒有太大的改變...唯一變的是加了這礙眼的LCD廣告燈吧！&nbsp;





以前，放學的時候...總是會先站在這小小的守衛室旁等同學。然後...彼此聊個幾句又各自回家。只不過...同學們的家都在附近...我可是離這好幾路的鄉下地方。


&nbsp;


走到測門看，一條巷子相隔也是我國小母校『立人國小』。以前...二姐在國中上課，我就在隔壁的國小上課。以前總不覺得距離遠...但如今發現...隔了一條街...世界也是不同的。


&nbsp;


立人的側門倒是有點改變了，這棟建築應該是新的校舍？給予校師職員用的？我也不太確定！


&nbsp;


從這角度望過去，就是我待了三年的那棟。圓弧的樓梯，也發生過許許多多的故事。只是那一段歲月，也不堪回首了！


&nbsp;


巡完了校園，回到老地方！當初在這片牆前面留了好多回憶！有陳灝、鄭同學、媽、大哥、小哥、姊、小白、媛...等等等！每一個人的笑靨都彷彿還是昨日...但卻人事已非！留住的只剩下惘然...


&nbsp; 


跨越牆後，就是長青會和曉明文化支援中心。紅磚的建築...別有一番風味。


&nbsp;


我最喜歡站在這裡看著長青會的穿堂...但有時卻會被忽然冒出來的小朋友嚇著。



到了四點半約定的時間，泡泡也到了立人。因為天氣悶熱，所以我們打算先去買杯冷飲...再出發前往廟東！到廟東，因為週末又是暑假的關係...所以人潮很多...我們先找了停車位把兩輛小藍安頓好之後...就開始我們的敗家之旅！先去逛衣服區，但...老實說...廟東的衣服質料真的沒有比天津路好！泡泡也說，衣服最好買質料好一點的！然後...我也有同感！所以逛了三、四家服飾店...我們卻沒敗下一件衣服！((真是挑剔的女人！))然後，我就說要帶她去一家便宜的鞋店！可以買一送一...逢甲和一中都找不到那麼俗又大碗的鞋店！更不錯的是...它雖然便宜...但鞋子穿起來真的很舒適！不像有的鞋穿起來會咬腳！我之前在逢甲買了一雙白色高跟鞋...穿起來真的很咬腳！



&nbsp;


泡泡正在挑鞋子！這張是她在鞋子前面待了10分鐘被我偷拍的！因為我們都很挑鞋，所以...很難買鞋！架上的鞋都是390...買一送一！所以合計一雙不到200元～泡泡挑了一雙白色的平底鞋...一雙帆布鞋！殘念是她最喜歡的那幾雙都沒有她的尺寸！



逛完鞋店之後，我們就去廟東的小吃街救濟我們的五臟廟！現在想起來，我們兩個昨天都沒有吃正餐！...我吃了蚵仔煎...喝了一杯木瓜牛奶！泡泡則只喝了一杯冷飲！等我吃完了蚵仔煎之後，泡說要玩籃球機...所以我們就瘋狂跑去投籃球...結果我果然很沒運動細胞...不管玩幾次都輸泡...玩完籃球機之後...我們就去買一些小吃好讓泡帶回去給伯父伯母吃。出發前往公老坪看夜景！前往公老坪看夜景時，因為從沒自己一個人去過...所以我也很怕迷路！而且我從沒騎車爬山過，所以騎山路的時候一直在心底默唸佛號！因為我很怕摔車...！還好到最後終於安全到達！



&nbsp;


其實，公老坪的夜景真的沒有清水休息站那樣華麗！但，也別有一番滋味！只是...那天來看夜景的都是閃光族...我跟泡兩個女生...真的很不融入那個世界！泡跟我說下次要帶我去看台中港華麗的夜景...我很期待...



看完夜景之後，又帶泡泡去買了老雪花齋的杏仁餅...就各自打道回府了！]]></description>
      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>一直很想讓我的朋友瞭解我生活的地方...也想讓朋友知道都市和鄉下的不同。<br />前幾天泡泡說想一起吃個飯...因為之前都約在台中...我也覺得有點膩...<br />所以問她要不要來我家附近吃吃...剛好她意願高...也想來逛逛傳說中的廟東。<br />於是，我們約好了10號吃晚餐...</p>
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<td>四點半，我們約在立人的校門口。因為我比較早到...所以先到處看看我睽違多年的母校。<br />多年沒回來，立人校門並沒有太大的改變...唯一變的是加了這礙眼的LCD廣告燈吧！<br />&nbsp;</td>
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<td>以前，放學的時候...總是會先站在這小小的守衛室旁等同學。然後...彼此聊個幾句又各自回家。<br />只不過...同學們的家都在附近...我可是離這好幾路的鄉下地方。<br /></td>
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<td>走到測門看，一條巷子相隔也是我國小母校『立人國小』。以前...二姐在國中上課，我就在隔壁<br />的國小上課。以前總不覺得距離遠...但如今發現...隔了一條街...世界也是不同的。<br /></td>
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<td>立人的側門倒是有點改變了，這棟建築應該是新的校舍？給予校師職員用的？我也不太確定！<br /></td>
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<td>從這角度望過去，就是我待了三年的那棟。<br />圓弧的樓梯，也發生過許許多多的故事。<br />只是那一段歲月，也不堪回首了！<br /></td>
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<td>巡完了校園，回到老地方！<br />當初在這片牆前面留了好多回憶！<br />有陳灝、鄭同學、媽、大哥、小哥、姊、小白、媛...等等等！<br />每一個人的笑靨都彷彿還是昨日...但卻人事已非！<br />留住的只剩下惘然...<br /></td>
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<td><a href="http://jobilin.pixnet.net/album/photo/111560725"></a>&nbsp;<a href="http://jobilin.pixnet.net/album/photo/111560763"><img title="8.jpg" src="http://p8.p.pixnet.net/albums/userpics/8/6/260986/4a58994ec1ffc.jpg" border="0" alt="8.jpg" /></a> </td>
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<td>跨越牆後，就是長青會和曉明文化支援中心。<br />紅磚的建築...別有一番風味。<br /></td>
</tr>
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<td><a href="http://jobilin.pixnet.net/album/photo/111560725"><img title="3.jpg" src="http://p8.p.pixnet.net/albums/userpics/8/6/260986/4a5898d9bac8c.jpg" border="0" alt="3.jpg" /></a>&nbsp;</td>
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<td>我最喜歡站在這裡看著長青會的穿堂...<br />但有時卻會被忽然冒出來的小朋友嚇著。<br /></td>
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<p>到了四點半約定的時間，泡泡也到了立人。<br />因為天氣悶熱，所以我們打算先去買杯冷飲...再出發前往廟東！<br />到廟東，因為週末又是暑假的關係...所以人潮很多...我們先找了停車位把兩輛小藍安頓好之後...<br />就開始我們的敗家之旅！<br /><br />先去逛衣服區，但...老實說...廟東的衣服質料真的沒有比天津路好！<br />泡泡也說，衣服最好買質料好一點的！<br />然後...我也有同感！<br />所以逛了三、四家服飾店...我們卻沒敗下一件衣服！((真是挑剔的女人！))<br /><br />然後，我就說要帶她去一家便宜的鞋店！<br />可以買一送一...逢甲和一中都找不到那麼俗又大碗的鞋店！<br />更不錯的是...它雖然便宜...但鞋子穿起來真的很舒適！<br />不像有的鞋穿起來會咬腳！<br />我之前在逢甲買了一雙白色高跟鞋...穿起來真的很咬腳！</p>
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<td><a href="http://jobilin.pixnet.net/album/photo/111560768"><img title="9.jpg" src="http://p8.p.pixnet.net/albums/userpics/8/6/260986/4a5899679d798.jpg" border="0" alt="9.jpg" /></a>&nbsp;</td>
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<td>泡泡正在挑鞋子！這張是她在鞋子前面待了10分鐘被我偷拍的！<br />因為我們都很挑鞋，所以...很難買鞋！<br />架上的鞋都是390...買一送一！所以合計一雙不到200元～<br />泡泡挑了一雙白色的平底鞋...一雙帆布鞋！<br />殘念是她最喜歡的那幾雙都沒有她的尺寸！<br /></td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
<p>逛完鞋店之後，我們就去廟東的小吃街救濟我們的五臟廟！<br />現在想起來，我們兩個昨天都沒有吃正餐！...我吃了蚵仔煎...喝了一杯木瓜牛奶！<br />泡泡則只喝了一杯冷飲！<br />等我吃完了蚵仔煎之後，泡說要玩籃球機...所以我們就瘋狂跑去投籃球...<br />結果我果然很沒運動細胞...不管玩幾次都輸泡...<br /><br />玩完籃球機之後...我們就去買一些小吃好讓泡帶回去給伯父伯母吃。<br />出發前往公老坪看夜景！<br /><br />前往公老坪看夜景時，因為從沒自己一個人去過...所以我也很怕迷路！<br />而且我從沒騎車爬山過，所以騎山路的時候一直在心底默唸佛號！<br />因為我很怕摔車...！<br />還好到最後終於安全到達！</p>
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<td>其實，公老坪的夜景真的沒有清水休息站那樣華麗！<br />但，也別有一番滋味！<br />只是...那天來看夜景的都是閃光族...<br />我跟泡兩個女生...真的很不融入那個世界！<br />泡跟我說下次要帶我去看台中港華麗的夜景...我很期待...<br /><br /></td>
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<p>看完夜景之後，又帶泡泡去買了老雪花齋的杏仁餅...就各自打道回府了！<br /><br /></p>  <div class="more"><a href="http://copact.pixnet.net/blog/post/24587871">(繼續閱讀...)</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/unitedmarsPixnet/~4/wFZ8seQHzRY" height="1" width="1"/>]]></content:encoded>
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      <description><![CDATA[今天一大早就收到米爺轉寄來的The Wall 回覆信，黑心要前進The Wall的火燄大挑戰啦!!!
ROCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="EC_EC_gmail_quote">今天一大早就收到米爺轉寄來的The Wall 回覆信，<br />黑心要前進The Wall的火燄大挑戰啦!!!</div>
<div class="EC_EC_gmail_quote">ROCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<img src="//s.pixfs.net/f.pixnet.net/images/emotions/b07.gif" border="0" alt="" /></div>
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      <title><![CDATA[My Father]]></title>
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      <description><![CDATA[It is Father's Day tomorrow. Here is a song that I personally love very much. On this special day, I would like to dedicate the song to my father (and in-laws) who is in Heaven looking down on us. I didn't tell my dad often enough that I loved him very much before he passed away. I guess the traditional culture we were brought up didn’t encourage us to openly disclose our love towards each other in the family. 

My father and I didn't quite see eye to eye after my mother almost died from a surgical operation. I also resented him for many of his failed business attempts that affected our life for so many years. It was unbearable for me to see my mother worry about him over the years. He was the one who made me rethink about the definition and the purpose of a traditional marriage. 

My father, however, was the drive that made me the way I am. I learned to be independent from the very young age. He was the one who encouraged me to be a leader and to love life passionately. He was the one who brought laughter and fun to my family. We all got his good sense of humour. If my mother was the one who instilled in me the virtues of self-discipline and diligent work ethics, my father would be the one who inspired me to be adventurous and ambitious. 

The truth is, as much as I loathed my father’s faults, I love him dearly. He was a charming man and a loyal friend to many of his acquaintances. He was the listener that I shared my glory and sorrow with when I was growing up. I have the image of my father. I am my father!

For years, I have carried this guilt that I did not stay in Taiwan long enough to care for him and I did not stay with him by his death bed. I couldn’t forgive myself that I didn’t get to the hospital in time to say farewell. Every year on this day, it is like my therapy session. This song is merely my redemption for my guilt. For my father in Heaven, I love you and I miss you. 

For all the fathers out there, Happy Father’s Day to you!




Ps, To whoever is reading this article, call your dad as soon as possible to tell him that you love him! Don’t wait until it is too late. Trust me!


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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[It is Father's Day tomorrow. Here is a song that I personally love very much. On this special day, I would like to dedicate the song to my father (and in-laws) who is in Heaven looking down on us. I didn't tell my dad often enough that I loved him very much before he passed away. I guess the traditional culture we were brought up didn’t encourage us to openly disclose our love towards each other in the family. <br />
<br />
My father and I didn't quite see eye to eye after my mother almost died from a surgical operation. I also resented him for many of his failed business attempts that affected our life for so many years. It was unbearable for me to see my mother worry about him over the years. He was the one who made me rethink about the definition and the purpose of a traditional marriage. <br />
<br />
My father, however, was the drive that made me the way I am. I learned to be independent from the very young age. He was the one who encouraged me to be a leader and to love life passionately. He was the one who brought laughter and fun to my family. We all got his good sense of humour. If my mother was the one who instilled in me the virtues of self-discipline and diligent work ethics, my father would be the one who inspired me to be adventurous and ambitious. <br />
<br />
The truth is, as much as I loathed my father’s faults, I love him dearly. He was a charming man and a loyal friend to many of his acquaintances. He was the listener that I shared my glory and sorrow with when I was growing up. I have the image of my father. I am my father!<br />
<br />
For years, I have carried this guilt that I did not stay in Taiwan long enough to care for him and I did not stay with him by his death bed. I couldn’t forgive myself that I didn’t get to the hospital in time to say farewell. Every year on this day, it is like my therapy session. This song is merely my redemption for my guilt. For my father in Heaven, I love you and I miss you. <br />
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For all the fathers out there, Happy Father’s Day to you!<br />
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Ps, To whoever is reading this article, call your dad as soon as possible to tell him that you love him! Don’t wait until it is too late. Trust me!<br />
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      <title><![CDATA[天使與魔鬼，也不過都只是凡人。20090613，阿帕808]]></title>
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      <description><![CDATA[那一天的開始，是從一片白色的天空開始的。
我醒來，暗自為無雨的天氣感謝天，在迷濛之中說服自己忘記心中越來越強的心跳聲。
天使與惡魔，我們也只不過都是凡人。但只要做著喜歡的事，我就敢說，我們都是神。
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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>那一天的開始，是從一片白色的天空開始的。</p>
<p>我醒來，暗自為無雨的天氣感謝天，<br />在迷濛之中說服自己忘記心中越來越強的心跳聲。</p>
<p>天使與惡魔，我們也只不過都是凡人。<br />但只要做著喜歡的事，我就敢說，我們都是神。</p>
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      <title><![CDATA[A Motivational Blog]]></title>
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I came across Amy's blog more than a year ago. Amy is a little girl who just fought a big battle against cancer. Her story is a very encouraing one for people who have stumbled&nbsp;in life. This little&nbsp;girl has been trying so hard to overcome her obstacles at a very young age. Go read her stories and cherish&nbsp;what you have. 
http://www.wretch.cc/blog/amy10161/27450275
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<div><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="color: #888888;">I came across Amy's blog more than a year ago. Amy is a little girl who just fought a big battle against cancer. Her story is a very encouraing one for people who have stumbled&nbsp;in life. This little&nbsp;girl has been trying so hard to overcome her obstacles at a very young age. Go read her stories and cherish&nbsp;what you have.</span> </span></div>
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      <title><![CDATA[決定放下手中那把屠刀]]></title>
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妳說, 跟我在一起的這一段期間, 妳從我身上學到了不少人性那黑暗的一面. 心裡的我就此愣了一下, 緊接著追問著妳為什麼這樣覺得. 滿心的疑惑, 滿心的不解. 是否我是一位壞人, 一位不討喜的人. 還是一位不斷傷害妳的人, 一位冷血的人.

後來我才深深的省悟到, 那黑暗的一面, 不就是我小時因受過了傷而轉變的一面.

又回到了那「善良的惡人」跟「邪惡的善人」間的週轉, 不知道自己是屬於什麼樣的身分. 總是能夠自然而然的去替別人著想, 卻也能夠在同一時間內變的如此的自私. 總是能夠抱著那滿心的愧疚下, 依然為非作歹著那社會人所無法認同的行為.

感覺自己真的擁有著那複雜的人格, 在無法掌控的情況下任由它們展開它們之間的鬥爭. 誰贏了, 就任由誰去操使我的行為舉止. 這種內心自我掙扎的感覺, 還真的充滿著那說不出的疲憊. 感覺自己曾經所說過的一句話真的很對..

這社會裡, 人人手中各握著一把刀. 我們因怕受傷害而去傷害, 去背叛, 去欺騙, 去為非.


「這樣的你, 不累嗎? 何必怕受傷害而如此黑暗?」妳的口氣, 帶了點憐惜.

累, 當然累. 躲躲藏藏自己所有的一切, 試圖逃避那自我所建造出的內心武器. 不停的傷害著, 不停的灰暗著. 不知道自己在打什麼仗, 不知道自己在抗拒著什麼. 感覺自己的人格有如那多層保護的洋蔥一般, 而我是如此試圖一層層的卸去它的表層. 一層接著一層的卸去, 一滴接著一滴的留著淚水.

越來越覺得, 自己正用著旁人的眼光在批判著自己. 越是了解自己, 就越是恨憎恨. 楊蔥一層接著一層的撥去, 而也一層比一層還要醜陋. 感覺真想就這樣把洋蔥狠狠的甩在地面上, 用力的踐踏, 不停的猛踩. 


如今, 經過了自己一段時間下來的平靜, 更跟自己相處了一段時間後. 我逐漸發覺, 我已漸漸的參手, 掌控內心那曾經放逐它們的鬥爭. 我要抓住現在那最真誠的內心, 回別那過往所走過的黑暗. 畢竟當我望著妳時, 我深深的了解到.. 

其實手中放下那把藉由為了保護自己的藉口而握著的屠刀, 我也能過的快活.

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妳說, 跟我在一起的這一段期間, 妳從我身上學到了不少人性那黑暗的一面. 心裡的我就此愣了一下, 緊接著追問著妳為什麼這樣覺得. 滿心的疑惑, 滿心的不解. 是否我是一位壞人, 一位不討喜的人. 還是一位不斷傷害妳的人, 一位冷血的人.<br />
<br />
<font color="#336699">後來我才深深的省悟到, 那黑暗的一面, 不就是我小時因受過了傷而轉變的一面.</font><br />
<br />
又回到了那<font color="#336699">「善良的惡人」</font>跟<font color="#336699">「邪惡的善人」</font>間的週轉, 不知道自己是屬於什麼樣的身分. 總是能夠自然而然的去替別人著想, 卻也能夠在同一時間內變的如此的自私. 總是能夠抱著那滿心的愧疚下, 依然為非作歹著那社會人所無法認同的行為.<br />
<br />
感覺自己真的擁有著那複雜的人格, 在無法掌控的情況下任由它們展開它們之間的鬥爭. 誰贏了, 就任由誰去操使我的行為舉止. 這種內心自我掙扎的感覺, 還真的充滿著那說不出的疲憊. 感覺自己曾經所說過的一句話真的很對..<br />
<br />
<font color="#336699">這社會裡, 人人手中各握著一把刀. 我們因怕受傷害而去傷害, 去背叛, 去欺騙, 去為非.</font><br />
<br />
<center><img src="http://www.tgaa.ca/lostemotion/pixnet/blog/tell/line2.jpg"></center><br />
<font color="#336699">「這樣的你, 不累嗎? 何必怕受傷害而如此黑暗?」</font>妳的口氣, 帶了點憐惜.<br />
<br />
累, 當然累. 躲躲藏藏自己所有的一切, 試圖逃避那自我所建造出的內心武器. 不停的傷害著, 不停的灰暗著. 不知道自己在打什麼仗, 不知道自己在抗拒著什麼. 感覺自己的人格有如那多層保護的洋蔥一般, 而我是如此試圖一層層的卸去它的表層. 一層接著一層的卸去, 一滴接著一滴的留著淚水.<br />
<br />
越來越覺得, 自己正用著旁人的眼光在批判著自己. 越是了解自己, 就越是恨憎恨. 楊蔥一層接著一層的撥去, 而也一層比一層還要醜陋. 感覺真想就這樣把洋蔥狠狠的甩在地面上, 用力的踐踏, 不停的猛踩. <br />
<br />
<center><img src="http://www.tgaa.ca/lostemotion/pixnet/blog/tell/line2.jpg"></center><br />
如今, 經過了自己一段時間下來的平靜, 更跟自己相處了一段時間後. 我逐漸發覺, 我已漸漸的參手, 掌控內心那曾經放逐它們的鬥爭. 我要抓住現在那最真誠的內心, 回別那過往所走過的黑暗. 畢竟當我望著妳時, 我深深的了解到.. <br />
<br />
<font color="#336699">其實手中放下那把藉由為了保護自己的藉口而握著的屠刀, 我也能過的快活.</font><br />
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      <title><![CDATA[叔叔我其實還沒有斷氣]]></title>
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      <description><![CDATA[消失了一個禮拜多後的我, 總算稍微能夠靜下來喘口氣. 公司遷移也即將告一段落, 卻也已經讓我全身傷痕累累. 實在是搞不懂, 搬運重物怎能猴急? 老闆搬東西真的是很粗魯, 老是抓了就跑. 不是一下子撞到我的腳, 不然就是讓我雙手抓不穩而腰酸背痛. 

「Slow down!!」總是不斷的這樣對老闆怒吼著.

公司的人, 經由這次遷移後, 我看清了許多他們藏匿的另一面, 那就是人性最自私的一面. 原本待人親切, 總是願意幫助別人的員工, 也經由這次而表露出那只做對自己有利的事情. 不幫助別人就算了, 卻也不斷遺漏並忽略自己份內所該做的事情. 不是東西忘了搬來, 不然就是搞不懂許多狀況, 搞到公司一片混亂.

雖說男生搬重物也算是理所當然, 但是經由這次以後, 我也看清了那所謂 "理所當然" 的感覺. 從原本好好的請我幫忙搬她們個人的東西, 到之後變成用指揮的口氣在指揮我做事. 若說是我老闆就算了, 重點是彼此都是員工, 有必要用著那種口氣嗎? 

那時候我真的很想說「我沒必要幫妳搬這些東西.」

不過現在坐在電腦前, 望著眼前那一片玻璃, 感覺還真是不錯. 有窗戶的感覺真好, 不用再像以前一樣像個自閉兒般的躲在角落裡, 半個窗戶也沒有. 只是現在看到窗外天氣好的感覺有點痛苦, 畢竟不能翹班出去走走, 感覺真像監獄.

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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[消失了一個禮拜多後的我, 總算稍微能夠靜下來喘口氣. 公司遷移也即將告一段落, 卻也已經讓我全身傷痕累累. 實在是搞不懂, 搬運重物怎能猴急? 老闆搬東西真的是很粗魯, 老是抓了就跑. 不是一下子撞到我的腳, 不然就是讓我雙手抓不穩而腰酸背痛. <br />
<br />
「Slow down!!」總是不斷的這樣對老闆怒吼著.<br />
<br />
公司的人, 經由這次遷移後, 我看清了許多他們藏匿的另一面, 那就是人性最自私的一面. 原本待人親切, 總是願意幫助別人的員工, 也經由這次而表露出那只做對自己有利的事情. 不幫助別人就算了, 卻也不斷遺漏並忽略自己份內所該做的事情. 不是東西忘了搬來, 不然就是搞不懂許多狀況, 搞到公司一片混亂.<br />
<br />
雖說男生搬重物也算是理所當然, 但是經由這次以後, 我也看清了那所謂 "理所當然" 的感覺. 從原本好好的請我幫忙搬她們個人的東西, 到之後變成用指揮的口氣在指揮我做事. 若說是我老闆就算了, 重點是彼此都是員工, 有必要用著那種口氣嗎? <br />
<br />
那時候我真的很想說「我沒必要幫妳搬這些東西.」<br />
<br />
不過現在坐在電腦前, 望著眼前那一片玻璃, 感覺還真是不錯. 有窗戶的感覺真好, 不用再像以前一樣像個自閉兒般的躲在角落裡, 半個窗戶也沒有. 只是現在看到窗外天氣好的感覺有點痛苦, 畢竟不能翹班出去走走, 感覺真像監獄.<br />
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      <description><![CDATA[材料如下：大竹筍　　　　　　　一支胡蘿蔔　　　　　　　二支黑木耳　　　　　　　三朵乾香菇　　　　　　　五朵　　肉羹塊　　　　　　　適量烏醋　　　　　　　　少許　香油　　　　　　　　少許胡椒粉　　　　　　　少許鹽　　　　　　　　　少許　糖　　　　　　　　　少許柴魚精　　　　　　　少許油蔥　　　　　　　　少許太白粉水　　　　　　適量烏醋　　　　　　　　少許香菜　　　　　　　　少許水　　　　　　　　　適量
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做法如下：1.將胡蘿蔔、竹筍洗淨後去皮切成細絲2.乾香菇洗淨泡水泡軟後切成薄片後備用，香菇水備留3.黑木耳洗淨後切細絲4.取一個乾淨的鍋子燒開後放入作法1的材料煮至5分鐘5.將乾香菇放入作法4的湯頭中持續煮滾後，放入黑木耳絲和肉羹塊煮熟6.要起鍋前放入香油、胡椒粉、鹽、糖、柴魚精、油蔥酥調味後，以少許太白粉水勾芡7.要食用前，在放入少許烏醋和香菜末即可&nbsp;]]></description>
      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #ff0000;">材料如下：</span><br />大竹筍　　　　　　　一支<br />胡蘿蔔　　　　　　　二支<br />黑木耳　　　　　　　三朵<br />乾香菇　　　　　　　五朵　　<br />肉羹塊　　　　　　　適量<br />烏醋　　　　　　　　少許　<br />香油　　　　　　　　少許<br />胡椒粉　　　　　　　少許<br />鹽　　　　　　　　　少許　<br />糖　　　　　　　　　少許<br />柴魚精　　　　　　　少許<br />油蔥　　　　　　　　少許<br />太白粉水　　　　　　適量<br />烏醋　　　　　　　　少許<br />香菜　　　　　　　　少許<br />水　　　　　　　　　適量</p>
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<p><span style="color: #ff0000;">做法如下：</span><br />1.將胡蘿蔔、竹筍洗淨後去皮切成細絲<br />2.乾香菇洗淨泡水泡軟後切成薄片後備用，香菇水備留<br />3.黑木耳洗淨後切細絲<br />4.取一個乾淨的鍋子燒開後放入作法1的材料煮至5分鐘<br />5.將乾香菇放入作法4的湯頭中持續煮滾後，放入黑木耳絲和肉羹塊煮熟<br />6.要起鍋前放入香油、胡椒粉、鹽、糖、柴魚精、油蔥酥調味後，以少許太白粉水勾芡<br />7.要食用前，在放入少許烏醋和香菜末即可<br />&nbsp;</p>  <div class="more"><a href="http://copact.pixnet.net/blog/post/24091960">(繼續閱讀...)</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/unitedmarsPixnet/~4/VE8L5G_ErRU" height="1" width="1"/>]]></content:encoded>
      <pubDate>Sat, 23 May 2009 08:12:04 +0000</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[向待了七年的地方說拜]]></title>
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望著那一格格印深深的壓印痕跡, 心情是如此感傷. 在此公司少說也待了快7年了, 如今公司要換地點, 感覺還真是有些不捨. 眼前的東西一樣樣的被挪開, 辦公室漸漸的也空曠了許多. 那種感覺, 真的好微妙. 彷彿眼前曾經所熟悉的一切, 如今卻變得如此的陌生.

接下來的幾天, 公司將要陷入一片混亂. 明天是最後一天機會打包, 準備下禮拜開始搬運. 只是也不知道為什麼, 我對打包總是因為不捨而遲遲沒有動力去行動. ]]></description>
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望著那一格格印深深的壓印痕跡, 心情是如此感傷. 在此公司少說也待了快7年了, 如今公司要換地點, 感覺還真是有些不捨. 眼前的東西一樣樣的被挪開, 辦公室漸漸的也空曠了許多. 那種感覺, 真的好微妙. 彷彿眼前曾經所熟悉的一切, 如今卻變得如此的陌生.<br />
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接下來的幾天, 公司將要陷入一片混亂. 明天是最後一天機會打包, 準備下禮拜開始搬運. 只是也不知道為什麼, 我對打包總是因為不捨而遲遲沒有動力去行動. <font color="#808080'>(是的, 也因為我懶.)</font> 只是感覺今天再不開始打包, 那我想到時我會直接被轟出去.<br />
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接下來的這幾天, 我可能會暫時消失一個禮拜, 因為搬運的這幾天公司的電腦將會全部打包起來. 若有機會, 我依然會上來這裡用力呼吸幾口氣, 表示我還活著.<br />
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<font color="#336699">嗯~ 就先醬吧~ </font><font color="#808080">(飄走)</font><br />
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回憶, 是一部若隱若現的電影. 它是一部無須清楚描述故事情節的電影, 也不是一部必須有頭有尾的電影. 它是一部能夠在悲喜劇情間週轉自如, 前後顛倒而模糊不清的電影. 它能隨時落幕, 也能隨機播放的電影. 它是一部充滿續集的劇情, 卻又無須保證故事將會銜接的電影.

它是一部唯有自己才能觀賞, 陪自己流淚與歡笑的電影.

每當我到了那充滿回憶的地方時, 腦海裡的播放器總是會不由自主的開啟了電源. 那一捲充滿過往片段的影帶, 靜悄悄的透過了雙眼而投射在眼前的一切. 影像是如此的透明; 若隱若現的. 而耳邊所傳來的電影音效, 如正聽著那不清晰的耳機般斷斷續續, 呼大呼小著.

這時候的它, 所播放著的, 是那充滿塵埃的默劇.


如今, 我望著那因播放完畢而不停閃爍的白色影像. 我關了電源, 卸下了那捲厚重泛黄的影帶, 靜靜感受它的質量. 它的重量, 是如此沉重. 重的, 是它過往所累積下來的影片. 而沉的, 是曾經所帶來的悶沉. 就在那一刻間, 我才驚覺自己的心情瞬間帶有一種輕飄飄的感覺.

原來我過往眼前所出現過的世界, 竟然籠罩著那一層層的影片.

接著, 我笑了. 捧著那捲影帶, 我將它輕放置腦海裡那所謂的天涯海角. 它的故事, 已播放到它所該播放的結局. 它的劇情, 曾經是如此的精采, 如此的不可思議. 它所曾帶給我的, 是那曾笑到爆米花撒滿地的歡樂, 也曾讓我眼角流盡淚水. 它, 是一部屬於我人生中上一輩子的影帶.

「下輩子」我替那全新的影帶, 寫下它將播放出的片名.


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回憶, 是一部若隱若現的電影. 它是一部無須清楚描述故事情節的電影, 也不是一部必須有頭有尾的電影. 它是一部能夠在悲喜劇情間週轉自如, 前後顛倒而模糊不清的電影. 它能隨時落幕, 也能隨機播放的電影. 它是一部充滿續集的劇情, 卻又無須保證故事將會銜接的電影.<br />
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<font color="#336699">它是一部唯有自己才能觀賞, 陪自己流淚與歡笑的電影.</font><br />
<br />
每當我到了那充滿回憶的地方時, 腦海裡的播放器總是會不由自主的開啟了電源. 那一捲充滿過往片段的影帶, 靜悄悄的透過了雙眼而投射在眼前的一切. 影像是如此的透明; 若隱若現的. 而耳邊所傳來的電影音效, 如正聽著那不清晰的耳機般斷斷續續, 呼大呼小著.<br />
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<font color="#336699">這時候的它, 所播放著的, 是那充滿塵埃的默劇.</font><br />
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如今, 我望著那因播放完畢而不停閃爍的白色影像. 我關了電源, 卸下了那捲厚重泛黄的影帶, 靜靜感受它的質量. 它的重量, 是如此沉重. 重的, 是它過往所累積下來的影片. 而沉的, 是曾經所帶來的悶沉. 就在那一刻間, 我才驚覺自己的心情瞬間帶有一種輕飄飄的感覺.<br />
<br />
<font color="#336699">原來我過往眼前所出現過的世界, 竟然籠罩著那一層層的影片.</font><br />
<br />
接著, 我笑了. 捧著那捲影帶, 我將它輕放置腦海裡那所謂的天涯海角. 它的故事, 已播放到它所該播放的結局. 它的劇情, 曾經是如此的精采, 如此的不可思議. 它所曾帶給我的, 是那曾笑到爆米花撒滿地的歡樂, 也曾讓我眼角流盡淚水. 它, 是一部屬於我人生中上一輩子的影帶.<br />
<br />
<font color="#336699">「下輩子」</font>我替那全新的影帶, 寫下它將播放出的片名.<br />
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      <title><![CDATA[那因習慣而黯淡的星群]]></title>
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酒喝多了, 視線也開始茫了. 走在夜晚的鬧街上, 模糊的人群正與我擦肩而過著. 抬起了頭, 望著那因被鬧區燈火所暗淡而微弱的星空. 它們的閃爍, 在人群中是如此的不以為然. 突然間, 我停下了腳步, 從口袋裡掏出那剛剛因忙碌而短短回覆幾句簡訊的手機.

「哈嘍~」我帶著有些醉意的口氣說著.
「哈嘍~ 生意談完了哦?」她的語氣雖說簡單幾句, 帶來的卻是一種暖至心底的感覺.

「等等就去找妳, 好嗎?」我很客氣的問著.
「好啊!~」她的口氣, 聽的出來. 它所充滿的, 是喜悅.


等待, 不是誰欠誰的. 時間, 更不是誰歸誰的. 今天若有人願意待在你身邊, 因你而等待, 因你而付出, 甚至因你而難過至哭泣. 無論那人擁有的是什麼樣的身分, 更不分清彼此的利益或任何一點小碎原因. 不管他是否做錯過什麼, 也不管他是否欠過你什麼.

願意待在你身邊的人, 他們的存在, 將是最可貴的.

我們可以因忙碌而忽略, 卻不能因忙碌來作為冷漠的藉口. 再忙的思緒與心情, 也會有機會鬆口氣的時候. 無論是短短的幾分鐘, 或是短暫的那一瞬間. 我們所該提醒自己的, 是那身邊正掛念著你的人. 我們能夠要求他們的諒解, 卻絕對不能吃定他們就是屬於我們的心態.

我們唯一有權能夠擁有的, 是屬於自己的那一份心.


站在地鐵站旁, 雙耳聽著那她所曾說過她喜愛的歌曲. 望著遙遠的另一頭, 吹來的是那一陣陣涼風. 緊接著, 地鐵駛近. 我踏上了那一班列車, 身體輕靠在門邊. 雖然意識依然有些茫, 但是卻也因如此而使得自己內心的感受更加的深層.

「謝謝妳. 我愛妳.」這是我提醒自己, 等等見面時所要說的第一句話.


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酒喝多了, 視線也開始茫了. 走在夜晚的鬧街上, 模糊的人群正與我擦肩而過著. 抬起了頭, 望著那因被鬧區燈火所暗淡而微弱的星空. 它們的閃爍, 在人群中是如此的不以為然. 突然間, 我停下了腳步, 從口袋裡掏出那剛剛因忙碌而短短回覆幾句簡訊的手機.<br />
<br />
<font color="#336699">「哈嘍~」</font>我帶著有些醉意的口氣說著.<br />
<font color="#336699">「哈嘍~ 生意談完了哦?」</font>她的語氣雖說簡單幾句, 帶來的卻是一種暖至心底的感覺.<br />
<br />
<font color="#336699">「等等就去找妳, 好嗎?」</font>我很客氣的問著.<br />
<font color="#336699">「好啊!~」</font>她的口氣, 聽的出來. 它所充滿的, 是喜悅.<br />
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等待, 不是誰欠誰的. 時間, 更不是誰歸誰的. 今天若有人願意待在你身邊, 因你而等待, 因你而付出, 甚至因你而難過至哭泣. 無論那人擁有的是什麼樣的身分, 更不分清彼此的利益或任何一點小碎原因. 不管他是否做錯過什麼, 也不管他是否欠過你什麼.<br />
<br />
<font color="#336699">願意待在你身邊的人, 他們的存在, 將是最可貴的.</font><br />
<br />
我們可以因忙碌而忽略, 卻不能因忙碌來作為冷漠的藉口. 再忙的思緒與心情, 也會有機會鬆口氣的時候. 無論是短短的幾分鐘, 或是短暫的那一瞬間. 我們所該提醒自己的, 是那身邊正掛念著你的人. 我們能夠要求他們的諒解, 卻絕對不能吃定他們就是屬於我們的心態.<br />
<br />
<font color="#336699">我們唯一有權能夠擁有的, 是屬於自己的那一份心.</font><br />
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站在地鐵站旁, 雙耳聽著那她所曾說過她喜愛的歌曲. 望著遙遠的另一頭, 吹來的是那一陣陣涼風. 緊接著, 地鐵駛近. 我踏上了那一班列車, 身體輕靠在門邊. 雖然意識依然有些茫, 但是卻也因如此而使得自己內心的感受更加的深層.<br />
<br />
<font color="#336699">「謝謝妳. 我愛妳.」</font>這是我提醒自己, 等等見面時所要說的第一句話.<br />
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這幾個禮拜下來的生活, 感覺是如此的精采, 事情接二連三不斷的發生著. 種種的不可思議以及那一波接著一波的事情, 有如大浪般滔滔洶湧不停的打著. 驚訝的是, 原本就覺得個性是比較屬於堅忍不拔型的我, 卻也萬萬沒有想到自己的能力彷彿更上了一層樓般的經的起這一波波的考驗.

「這一段時間, 算是你這一生中最精采的時刻吧?」朋友對我這麼說.

感覺自己在這半年間, 拼了命努力建造出一座堤防. 對自己的能力是如此的堅信著, 如此的抱著希望著. 只是雖說如此, 內心裡最裡端的一角, 躲藏的是那依然會感到畏懼的自我. 有如自己正站在堤防上方, 望著那波波大浪的來襲. 想著, 若堤防垮了, 那我就跟著跌入海裡. 

任由大浪在銳利的岩石上, 不停的沖打, 不停的撕裂.


經不經的起考驗, 唯有實地去經過考驗才能夠證明. 感覺自己花了一段時間所努力建造出的堤防, 在大浪的摧殘與襲擊後, 它依然是如此直立不倒的堅穩著. 也因如此, 我看清了自己的能力, 更對自己的成功感到肯定.

唯有我們真正實地走過了; 經過了一切, 我們才有辦法真正確切的對一件事情的認知. 無論是成功也好, 失敗也好. 這一切的一切, 都是一種學習; 一種建設. 沒有測試, 沒有經過考驗, 怎又能夠確保這一切的準備就是萬全的準備.  人類, 唯有真正碰過了挫折, 才更能懂得站穩.

勇氣, 是感受過無數的畏懼所才能去體會的. 成功, 是需經過無數的失敗所達成的.

人生中的每一樣結果, 都擁有著那必要的過程.


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這幾個禮拜下來的生活, 感覺是如此的精采, 事情接二連三不斷的發生著. 種種的不可思議以及那一波接著一波的事情, 有如大浪般滔滔洶湧不停的打著. 驚訝的是, 原本就覺得個性是比較屬於堅忍不拔型的我, 卻也萬萬沒有想到自己的能力彷彿更上了一層樓般的經的起這一波波的考驗.<br />
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<font color="#336699">「這一段時間, 算是你這一生中最精采的時刻吧?」</font>朋友對我這麼說.<br />
<br />
感覺自己在這半年間, 拼了命努力建造出一座堤防. 對自己的能力是如此的堅信著, 如此的抱著希望著. 只是雖說如此, 內心裡最裡端的一角, 躲藏的是那依然會感到畏懼的自我. 有如自己正站在堤防上方, 望著那波波大浪的來襲. 想著, 若堤防垮了, 那我就跟著跌入海裡. <br />
<br />
<font color="#336699">任由大浪在銳利的岩石上, 不停的沖打, 不停的撕裂.</font><br />
<br />
<center><img src="http://www.tgaa.ca/lostemotion/pixnet/blog/tell/line2.jpg"></center><br />
經不經的起考驗, 唯有實地去經過考驗才能夠證明. 感覺自己花了一段時間所努力建造出的堤防, 在大浪的摧殘與襲擊後, 它依然是如此直立不倒的堅穩著. 也因如此, 我看清了自己的能力, 更對自己的成功感到肯定.<br />
<br />
唯有我們真正實地走過了; 經過了一切, 我們才有辦法真正確切的對一件事情的認知. 無論是成功也好, 失敗也好. 這一切的一切, 都是一種學習; 一種建設. 沒有測試, 沒有經過考驗, 怎又能夠確保這一切的準備就是萬全的準備.  人類, 唯有真正碰過了挫折, 才更能懂得站穩.<br />
<br />
<font color="#336699">勇氣, 是感受過無數的畏懼所才能去體會的. 成功, 是需經過無數的失敗所達成的.</font><br />
<br />
人生中的每一樣結果, 都擁有著那必要的過程.<br />
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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://copact.pixnet.net/album/photo/105110966"><img src="http://p7.p.pixnet.net/albums/userpics/7/4/57374/4a07fb85463d1.png" border="0" title="````1111.PNG" alt="````1111.PNG" />愛MSN愛交友的下場  當密碼被騙後   往往是這樣子的...--- 2Keywii</a>   <div class="more"><a href="http://copact.pixnet.net/blog/post/23952163">(繼續閱讀...)</a></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/unitedmarsPixnet/~4/P4Tqtyu3Q_Q" height="1" width="1"/>]]></content:encoded>
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      <title><![CDATA[舊PC/NB [ㄦ] 升級1G+記憶體 ^裝ramdisk , 讓M$ XP HOME 繼續往下走個十年~~cooopact]]></title>
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Gavotte_RAMDisk_1.0.4096.5_200811130  圖片 教學 下載 steps by steps歐


避人不玩遊戲很久了ㄝ  基本文書上網已經足夠ㄝ  pagefile只給512MB  >> 在RAMDISK上面.\

點圖片可相本內放大 


再搭配cf 2 ide 偶的破破X31居然也能繼續呼吸...XD~cf2ide for ibm x31 with noname xpe 080625   --coopacct

8888.

PS: 標題的十年 為了紀念EASON CHAN用的. XD~


metasearch: cf2ide, x31, ramdisc, ramdisk, xp home, decade

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<a href="http://google.pchome.com.tw/search.jsp?hl=zh-TW&q=Gavotte_RAMDisk_1.0.4096.5_200811130&as_qdr=all&btnG=PChome++Search+%E6%90%9C%E5%B0%8B&meta=cr%3DcountryTW&aq=f&oq=" target=_blank>Gavotte_RAMDisk_1.0.4096.5_200811130</a>  圖片 教學 下載 steps by steps歐<br />
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避人不玩遊戲很久了ㄝ  基本文書上網已經足夠ㄝ  pagefile只給512MB  >> 在RAMDISK上面.\<br />
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<a href="http://copact.pixnet.net/album/photo/105078513"><img src="http://p7.p.pixnet.net/albums/userpics/7/4/57374/4a06310a1bf7c.png" border="0" title="OLLDNBpc.PNG" alt="OLLDNBpc.PNG" />點圖片可相本內放大</a> <br />
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再搭配cf 2 ide 偶的破破X31居然也能繼續呼吸...XD~<a target=_blank href="/blog/post/23703918">cf2ide for ibm x31 with noname xpe 080625   --coopacct</a><br />
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8888.<br />
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PS: 標題的<strong>十年</strong> 為了紀念<del>EASON CHAN</del>用的. XD~<br />
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      <title><![CDATA[我們人絕對不能說絕對]]></title>
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我覺得, 沒有一件事情是絕對性的. 面對許多事情, 我們都必須懂得留有一絲細微的空間來替那最不可能的事情做出準備. 無論是把事情想到最糟, 或是把事情想的多美好, 我們都必須保留那一點空間, 來爲那最不可能會發生的事情做出一些準備. 畢竟這世界上, 會有什麼事情是不可能的?

任何事情, 都沒有絕對性的絕對. 唯有我們的思想觀念, 被困在那尚未突破的空間裡.


來特兄弟望著天空中那飛翔的鳥兒, 想著人類為什麼就不能夠享受如鳥兒般自由飛翔的自在. 他們向眾人說出了他們的觀念與理想, 換來的是一陣嘲笑. 沒有人願意相信, 更沒有人願去突破. 畢竟當時人類的觀念, 困在的, 是那尚未突破的空間.

地球是圓的這一說, 也是直到了1622年葡萄牙航海家麥哲崙領導的環球航行,才證明了地球確實是球形的. 人類總是在事情尚未證明之前, 總是抱著質疑的態度. 這並沒有不好, 更沒有什麼好理虧的. 畢竟人類活在如此現實的社會裡, 活著就是必須實際點. 但卻也因如此, 我們人類的想像空間也逐漸因此被限制著.

失去了想像空間, 只願踏著那保守估計的步伐向前. 錯過的, 是那或許能夠突破的機會.

前陣子看到了一則新聞, 美國NASA花了新台幣約六億元策劃出一個研究小組. 請了許多日本科學家以及全國各地的高智慧學家, 來研發那眾人所說的不可能. 他們希望能夠建造出一個像電梯般的運輸工具, 成為將來太空站與地球間的交通工具.

聽起來是如此的可笑, 卻又有誰能夠因此確定這是一件絕對性的不可能?


我也曾對我自己的一些事情方面, 總是抱著我不可能會辦到; 不可能會改變的心態來面對. 但是經由了一段長時間的成長之後, 我發覺, 那曾經口口聲聲所說的不可能, 也逐漸成真; 逐漸有了它的轉變. 也因如此, 我拓寬了我的想像空間. 無論是對人, 還是對事, 我不再抱著"絕對不可能"的心態. 

NEVER SAY NEVER - 絕對不能說絕對


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我覺得, 沒有一件事情是絕對性的. 面對許多事情, 我們都必須懂得留有一絲細微的空間來替那最不可能的事情做出準備. 無論是把事情想到最糟, 或是把事情想的多美好, 我們都必須保留那一點空間, 來爲那最不可能會發生的事情做出一些準備. 畢竟這世界上, 會有什麼事情是不可能的?<br />
<br />
<font color="#336699">任何事情, 都沒有絕對性的絕對. 唯有我們的思想觀念, 被困在那尚未突破的空間裡.</font><br />
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<center><img src="http://www.tgaa.ca/lostemotion/pixnet/blog/tell/line2.jpg"></center><br />
來特兄弟望著天空中那飛翔的鳥兒, 想著人類為什麼就不能夠享受如鳥兒般自由飛翔的自在. 他們向眾人說出了他們的觀念與理想, 換來的是一陣嘲笑. 沒有人願意相信, 更沒有人願去突破. 畢竟當時人類的觀念, 困在的, 是那尚未突破的空間.<br />
<br />
地球是圓的這一說, 也是直到了1622年葡萄牙航海家麥哲崙領導的環球航行,才證明了地球確實是球形的. 人類總是在事情尚未證明之前, 總是抱著質疑的態度. 這並沒有不好, 更沒有什麼好理虧的. 畢竟人類活在如此現實的社會裡, 活著就是必須實際點. 但卻也因如此, 我們人類的想像空間也逐漸因此被限制著.<br />
<br />
<font color="#336699">失去了想像空間, 只願踏著那保守估計的步伐向前. 錯過的, 是那或許能夠突破的機會.</font><br />
<br />
前陣子看到了一則新聞, 美國NASA花了新台幣約六億元策劃出一個研究小組. 請了許多日本科學家以及全國各地的高智慧學家, 來研發那眾人所說的不可能. 他們希望能夠建造出一個像電梯般的運輸工具, 成為將來太空站與地球間的交通工具.<br />
<br />
<font color="#336699">聽起來是如此的可笑, 卻又有誰能夠因此確定這是一件絕對性的不可能?</font><br />
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<center><img src="http://www.tgaa.ca/lostemotion/pixnet/blog/tell/line2.jpg"></center><br />
我也曾對我自己的一些事情方面, 總是抱著我不可能會辦到; 不可能會改變的心態來面對. 但是經由了一段長時間的成長之後, 我發覺, 那曾經口口聲聲所說的不可能, 也逐漸成真; 逐漸有了它的轉變. 也因如此, 我拓寬了我的想像空間. 無論是對人, 還是對事, 我不再抱著<font color="#336699">"絕對不可能"</font>的心態. <br />
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<font color="#336699">NEVER SAY NEVER - 絕對不能說絕對</font><br />
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有人說, 當一個人幸福的時候, 他的身影就會隨著空氣一同消失. 如今, 望著自己過往好一陣子沒有更新的網誌, 當場用力心虛了一下. 想想, 或許再過個幾天, 我可能要重新考慮把網誌改版, 變成一個偶而貼上生活趣事的插圖漫畫. 這樣寫下來, 感覺也比較有在"經營"的感覺.


溫哥華是出了名的豪雨地區, 不下雨就不叫溫哥華. 如今這幾天的豪雨, 還真的是很容易讓人心情跟著沉悶了起來. 好在上個禮拜天氣晴朗的時候有出去走走, 不然這種下雨天氣繼續悶下去還真的會悶出黴來. 只是上個禮拜出去走走是藉由翹班(請勿學習)的情況下才能出遊, 不然根本沒有多少機會再碰上晴天.

溫哥華北溫真的是一個很漂亮的地方, 尤其是天氣晴朗的時候更是看了就很舒爽. 上次說到懂得享受人生的文章裡有說到坐在室外的座位享受風景, 就正是這一次的遊記. 風景優美, 氣候也不冷不熱, 剛剛好. 那個"Q"字的高塔, 正是北溫Public Market的地標. 而右邊那張, 則是餐廳所坐的位子.


吃飽後散散步, 順便幫助消化.



話說溫哥華自然科學博物館的長相還真是奇特, 百看不膩. 可惜當天沒有機會待太晚, 不然天黑的時候, 此博物館的電燈更是美麗. 也不知道是自己上了年紀還是沒有辦法活的太快活(我在說什麼), 我逐漸愛上悠悠閒閒散著步的感覺. 喜歡安靜的地方, 享受那清靜的感覺.



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有人說, 當一個人幸福的時候, 他的身影就會隨著空氣一同消失. 如今, 望著自己過往好一陣子沒有更新的網誌, 當場用力心虛了一下. 想想, 或許再過個幾天, 我可能要重新考慮把網誌改版, 變成一個偶而貼上生活趣事的插圖漫畫. 這樣寫下來, 感覺也比較有在<font color="#336699">"經營"</font>的感覺.<br />
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<center><img src="http://www.tgaa.ca/lostemotion/pixnet/blog/tell/line2.jpg"></center><br />
溫哥華是出了名的豪雨地區, 不下雨就不叫溫哥華. 如今這幾天的豪雨, 還真的是很容易讓人心情跟著沉悶了起來. 好在上個禮拜天氣晴朗的時候有出去走走, 不然這種下雨天氣繼續悶下去還真的會悶出黴來. 只是上個禮拜出去走走是藉由翹班<font color="#808080">(請勿學習)</font>的情況下才能出遊, 不然根本沒有多少機會再碰上晴天.<br />
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溫哥華北溫真的是一個很漂亮的地方, 尤其是天氣晴朗的時候更是看了就很舒爽. 上次說到懂得享受人生的文章裡有說到坐在室外的座位享受風景, 就正是這一次的遊記. 風景優美, 氣候也不冷不熱, 剛剛好. 那個"Q"字的高塔, 正是北溫Public Market的地標. 而右邊那張, 則是餐廳所坐的位子.<br />
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吃飽後散散步, 順便幫助消化.<br />
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話說溫哥華自然科學博物館的長相還真是奇特, 百看不膩. 可惜當天沒有機會待太晚, 不然天黑的時候, 此博物館的電燈更是美麗. 也不知道是自己上了年紀還是沒有辦法活的太快活<font color="#808080">(我在說什麼)</font>, 我逐漸愛上悠悠閒閒散著步的感覺. 喜歡安靜的地方, 享受那清靜的感覺.<br />
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      <title><![CDATA[Respect and Dignity]]></title>
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      <description><![CDATA[A few years ago, one of my coworkers told me once about how her daughter was dismissed from her employer on a cold winter day. We were shocked to discover that she was let go in the most degrading manner that an employer could do to their employees. With no prior notice, she was sent home in a whim after &ldquo;the chat&rdquo;. She was not allowed to go back to her desk to pack up her personal stuff. Apparently, the office desk is considered as the company&rsquo;s property. The employee has no claim to retrieve their belongings unless with permission from the employer. Her computer password was locked immediately. 
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Nowadays, the method has sadly become a common practice for some big companies. One of our acquaintances, Keith, was recently let go from his job. His case was way worse than the one I heard before. (The characters&rsquo; names were changed to protect all the people I know.)
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Keith worked for a big company as an engineer for more than 20 years. He was a foreman in charge of a large production line. His job paid well but now the whole industry has been under a lot of pressure during the economy downturn. For the last two years, his company has been going through a lot of restructuring. Many of his co-workers&nbsp;were&nbsp;either stressed out with a nervous breakdown or simply retired early whenever they could.&nbsp; 
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One Monday morning, Keith came to work early as usual. The plant started at 6:30 and by 9:00, the whole place was hopping. He was running around to &ldquo;put our fire&rdquo; as usual and to make sure the production line would move smoothly. Around ten o&rsquo;clock, he got a phone call from the plant manager. The conversation went on for a while. In fact, most of the time, Keith just listened silently. By the time the phone call almost ended, a security guard already stepped closely behind him along with a nurse from the medical unit. 
&nbsp;
Keith was dismissed just like that! He was not allowed to go back to his desk to clean up his personal belongings. The security guard walked him straight out to the gate. He waited at the security booth with the guard and the nurse. The nurse was sent there just to make sure that the sudden dismissal would not trigger any heart condition. It happened before and Keith was not the first one to receive this type of dismissal treatment from the big company. He had seen it for so many times. When the security guard and the nurse showed up behind him, he didn&rsquo;t really make a big fuss. He knew it was his time to leave.
&nbsp;
Keith had to walk all the way through the plant to reach the gate with the security guard and the nurse tagging behind him. That was the longest walk anyone could have taken, parading through the plant. He sat there at the gate silently for a couple of hours, dumbfounded. He could not get back to his desk. The company did not want to jeopardize the risk of being sabotaged by any disgruntled newly dismissed employees. One of his fellow foremen went back to clean up his desk and picked up his jacket and car key for him. All the years of hard work was stuffed tightly in a tiny little banker&rsquo;s box. No tearful farewell. No joyful hugs from co-workers. He was just another number added to the new victim list of the latest recession.
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I met Keith last week at a grocery store with his wife. He actually looked very well without the burden of pressure from work. However, he lost a lot of weight! I asked him what he has been up to lately. The smile he forcefully formed had a tinge of sadness to it when he replied &ldquo;I am retired now&hellip;. I don&rsquo;t have to worry about money though.&rdquo; I guess he was obviously doing all right. At the age of mid 50&rsquo;s, he is too old to find another similar job but too young to retire. 
&nbsp;
Keith&rsquo;s dismissal reminded me of my co-worker&rsquo;s daughter who was not allowed to go back to her desk to get her purse and pick up her coat on a cold winter day. Many companies are using the same strategy to dismiss their employees. My question is, if the corporations demand respect from their employees, why wouldn&rsquo;t they at least show the workers some dignity?
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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; line-height: 180%;"><span style="color: #444444;" lang="EN-CA"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">A few years ago, one of my coworkers told me once about how her daughter was dismissed from her employer on a cold winter day. We were shocked to discover that she was let go in the most degrading manner that an employer could do to their employees. With no prior notice, she was sent home in a whim after &ldquo;the chat&rdquo;. She was not allowed to go back to her desk to pack up her personal stuff. Apparently, the office desk is considered as the company&rsquo;s property. The employee has no claim to retrieve their belongings unless with permission from the employer. Her computer password was locked immediately. </span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; line-height: 180%;"><span style="color: #444444;" lang="EN-CA"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">&nbsp;</span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; line-height: 180%;"><span style="color: #444444;" lang="EN-CA"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Nowadays, the method has sadly become a common practice for some big companies. One of our acquaintances, Keith, was recently let go from his job. His case was way worse than the one I heard before. (The characters&rsquo; names were changed to protect all the people I know.)</span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; line-height: 180%;"><span style="color: #444444;" lang="EN-CA"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">&nbsp;</span></span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; line-height: 180%;"><span style="color: #444444;" lang="EN-CA"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">&nbsp;</span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; line-height: 180%;"><span style="color: #444444;" lang="EN-CA"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Keith worked for a big company as an engineer for more than 20 years. He was a foreman in charge of a large production line. His job paid well but now the whole industry has been under a lot of pressure during the economy downturn. For the last two years, his company has been going through a lot of restructuring. Many of his co-workers&nbsp;were&nbsp;either stressed out with a nervous breakdown or simply retired early whenever they could.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp; </span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; line-height: 180%;"><span style="color: #444444;" lang="EN-CA"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">&nbsp;</span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; line-height: 180%;"><span style="color: #444444;" lang="EN-CA"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">One Monday morning, Keith came to work early as usual. The plant started at 6:30 and by 9:00, the whole place was hopping. He was running around to &ldquo;put our fire&rdquo; as usual and to make sure the production line would move smoothly. Around ten o&rsquo;clock, he got a phone call from the plant manager. The conversation went on for a while. In fact, most of the time, Keith just listened silently. By the time the phone call almost ended, a security guard already stepped closely behind him along with a nurse from the medical unit. </span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; line-height: 180%;"><span style="color: #444444;" lang="EN-CA"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">&nbsp;</span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; line-height: 180%;"><span style="color: #444444;" lang="EN-CA"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Keith was dismissed just like that! He was not allowed to go back to his desk to clean up his personal belongings. The security guard walked him straight out to the gate. He waited at the security booth with the guard and the nurse. The nurse was sent there just to make sure that the sudden dismissal would not trigger any heart condition. It happened before and Keith was not the first one to receive this type of dismissal treatment from the big company. He had seen it for so many times. When the security guard and the nurse showed up behind him, he didn&rsquo;t really make a big fuss. He knew it was his time to leave.</span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; line-height: 180%;"><span style="color: #444444;" lang="EN-CA"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">&nbsp;</span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; line-height: 180%;"><span style="color: #444444;" lang="EN-CA"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Keith had to walk all the way through the plant to reach the gate with the security guard and the nurse tagging behind him. That was the longest walk anyone could have taken, parading through the plant. He sat there at the gate silently for a couple of hours, dumbfounded. He could not get back to his desk. The company did not want to jeopardize the risk of being sabotaged by any disgruntled newly dismissed employees. One of his fellow foremen went back to clean up his desk and picked up his jacket and car key for him. All the years of hard work was stuffed tightly in a tiny little banker&rsquo;s box. No tearful farewell. No joyful hugs from co-workers. He was just another number added to the new victim list of the latest recession.</span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; line-height: 180%;"><span style="color: #444444;" lang="EN-CA"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">&nbsp;</span></span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; line-height: 180%;"><span style="color: #444444;" lang="EN-CA"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">&nbsp;</span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; line-height: 180%;"><span style="color: #444444;" lang="EN-CA"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">I met Keith last week at a grocery store with his wife. He actually looked very well without the burden of pressure from work. However, he lost a lot of weight! I asked him what he has been up to lately. The smile he forcefully formed had a tinge of sadness to it when he replied &ldquo;I am retired now&hellip;. I don&rsquo;t have to worry about money though.&rdquo; I guess he was obviously doing all right. At the age of mid 50&rsquo;s, he is too old to find another similar job but too young to retire. </span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; line-height: 180%;"><span style="color: #444444;" lang="EN-CA"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">&nbsp;</span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; line-height: 180%;"><span style="color: #444444;" lang="EN-CA"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Keith&rsquo;s dismissal reminded me of my co-worker&rsquo;s daughter who was not allowed to go back to her desk to get her purse and pick up her coat on a cold winter day. Many companies are using the same strategy to dismiss their employees. My question is, if the corporations demand respect from their employees, why wouldn&rsquo;t they at least show the workers some dignity?</span></span></span></p>
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      <title><![CDATA[【置頂】【黑心樂團表演訊息】6/13(六) 西門阿帕808]]></title>
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～～本文引用自鳴動樂團網誌～～
現場票 200　預售票 150 天 使 與 魔 鬼 - 西門阿帕 LIVE 演出 .. 
開始預購 2009-06/13(六) 夜18:00準時開唱 
-演出地點- 
台北西門町阿帕練團室-808演奏大廳捷運西門站6號出口旁亂剪理髮爭鮮壽司樓上(爭鮮壽司旁有電梯可以上去) 
(地址)台北市中華路一段152號6樓洽詢電話:02-2381-5378 
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<p><a href="http://www.wretch.cc/blog/bmband/14738536" target="_blank">～～本文引用自鳴動樂團網誌～～</a></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">現場票<span style="color: #99ccff;"> 200</span>　預售票 <span style="color: #ff99cc;">150</span></span><span style="color: #ff99cc;"> <br /></span><br /><span style="background-color: #ffff00; color: #000000; font-size: small;"><strong>天 使 與 魔 鬼 - 西門阿帕 LIVE 演出 .. 
開始預購</strong></span> <br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;">2009-06/13(六) 夜18:00準時開唱</span> 
<br /><br />-演出地點- 
<br /><br />台北西門町阿帕練團室-808演奏大廳<br /><br />捷運西門站6號出口旁亂剪理髮爭鮮壽司樓上(爭鮮壽司旁有電梯可以上去) 
<br /><br />(地址)<a class="smaplink" title="前往地圖" href="http://tw.rd.yahoo.com/referurl/wretch/maps/*http://tw.maps.yahoo.com/?ei=utf8&amp;addr=%E5%8F%B0%E5%8C%97%E5%B8%82%E4%B8%AD%E8%8F%AF%E8%B7%AF%E4%B8%80%E6%AE%B5152%E8%99%9F6%E6%A8%93" target="_blank">台北市中華路一段152號6樓<img src="http://tw.yimg.com/i/tw/lifestyle/map_texticon.gif" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />洽詢電話:02-2381-5378 
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      <title><![CDATA[Travel Story 1: Lost and Found]]></title>
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Can&nbsp;you imagine losing two children at one of the busiest place on earth in the summer? I did. I lost two children at Disney World, Florida once. Here is one of my travelling stories.
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Years ago, I pioneered the first study group for King Car Education Foundation to visit Jacksonville, Florida. That was their first time to organize a large group of people to stay at a high school overseas. I volunteered to lead the group as an escort teacher because at that time I was hosting a radio program called Co Co and Po Po Time for King Car. It made perfect sense for King Car to send us as the escort teachers to oversee the ESL program provided by the private high school in Jacksonville, Florida.
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Most of the group members were children but we also had quite a lot of parents who came along with us. The private school provided the parents some activities during class time. I can no longer remember the exact number of people we took with us but I think the total number was about 52 people, including adults and children. It was not easy to please everybody in the group, I could say. The worst part was to take care of the group of children who came alone without their parents for three weeks. 
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In the group, there were two cute brother and sister who were particular hyper throughout the stay in Jacksonville. For every step of the program, I literally had to repeat my instructions many times to them to ensure that they would follow closely. Ever since we first met, I had realized that it would be a tough journey with both of them. Anyway, after three weeks of staying in the private school, we finally ended the program and started a week long journey of visiting different attractions before heading back home. One of the stops was the Disney World, Orlando in Florida. Everyone was excited about the visit to the Disney World where thousands of tourists from all over the world would visit each day. 
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When our bus arrived at the parking lot, I warned everybody about the busy park. I repeated over and over again about our meeting place at the gate. I told them that the bus would be park at the lot number 123 which would be the place to board the bus at 9:00 in the evening. I told all parents to be careful of holding on to their children since all the children were not fluent English speakers. I told all the children who were without parent escorts to follow their assigned leaders closely. Most importantly, I showed everybody where Lost and Found Centre was when we entered the park. After explaining all the safety precautions, the parents started to head out with their groups. I, along with the leader and the tour guide, also divided up the children without parents and then headed out. 
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At Disney World, they had scheduled parades rotating throughout each day on the main street. A short while after the morning Disney Parade, the leader and a parent came to tell me that those two brother and sister went missing. Those kids probably tried to find a spot to see the parade and decided to leave their small group. After the parade, everyone started to move and now they were missing! Those two brats!
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There were millions of people walking around in the Disney World. Where on earth were we supposed to start looking for those two small children who could not speak English? I went to Lost and Found to report of the missing children right away and of course those two kids were not there at the gate! We walked along the main street following the route of the parade and weaving in and out of the souvenir stores. There were no brother and sister to be found! 
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I don&rsquo;t know if anyone of you could relate to the mixed emotions I had then, the frustration, nervousness and heaviness on my mind at the time, which was beyond any words that I could describe. I could have had a heat-attack right then and there. Even till this day, I still get really paranoid whenever I take children on a field trip. 
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*** Since I am not in prison at the time of writing this article and I had never been in one, you probably can guess the result must be a happy ending. ***
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We looked everywhere for more than an hour. The security at Disney was notified and out helping us. The tour leader from King Car was almost in tears because we didn&rsquo;t really know what else to do. Finally, I thought of the lecture I gave them before we stepped off the bus in the morning. I did tell them the parking lot number. If those two kids were smart enough, maybe they would have gone back to the bus to wait there. Unfortunately, the bus would only return at 9:00 in the evening. 
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I thought it would be a long shot, but I should still go back to check the parking lot. Anyway, I left the Magic Kingdom alone and walked across the huge parking lot to search for them. Half way through the parking lot, I could sort of identify two little figures standing at the parking lot number 123, waving at me and jumping up and down. Those two little brats were smart enough to wait at the empty lot where the bus used to park. They at least remembered my words. 
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I was just happy to find them. Can you imagine of losing two kids and finally finding them back at the busiest spot on earth in the summer time? Well, it happened to me once and I wouldn&rsquo;t wish it on my worst enemy!
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Post Note: Those two kids would be grown up by now. If they were reading this article, I would like them to know that millions of my brain cells died that day due to their naughty behaviour. I am still waiting for an apology. (Dream on, I know.)
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Can&nbsp;you imagine losing two children at one of the busiest place on earth in the summer? I did. I lost two children at Disney World, Florida once. Here is one of my travelling stories.</span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Years ago, I pioneered the first study group for King Car Education Foundation to visit Jacksonville, Florida. That was their first time to organize a large group of people to stay at a high school overseas. I volunteered to lead the group as an escort teacher because at that time I was hosting a radio program called Co Co and Po Po Time for King Car. It made perfect sense for King Car to send us as the escort teachers to oversee the ESL program provided by the private high school in Jacksonville, Florida.</span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Most of the group members were children but we also had quite a lot of parents who came along with us. The private school provided the parents some activities during class time. I can no longer remember the exact number of people we took with us but I think the total number was about 52 people, including adults and children. It was not easy to please everybody in the group, I could say. The worst part was to take care of the group of children who came alone without their parents for three weeks. </span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">In the group, there were two cute brother and sister who were particular hyper throughout the stay in Jacksonville. For every step of the program, I literally had to repeat my instructions many times to them to ensure that they would follow closely. Ever since we first met, I had realized that it would be a tough journey with both of them. Anyway, after three weeks of staying in the private school, we finally ended the program and started a week long journey of visiting different attractions before heading back home. One of the stops was the Disney World, Orlando in Florida. Everyone was excited about the visit to the Disney World where thousands of tourists from all over the world would visit each day. </span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">When our bus arrived at the parking lot, I warned everybody about the busy park. I repeated over and over again about our meeting place at the gate. I told them that the bus would be park at the lot number 123 which would be the place to board the bus at 9:00 in the evening. I told all parents to be careful of holding on to their children since all the children were not fluent English speakers. I told all the children who were without parent escorts to follow their assigned leaders closely. Most importantly, I showed everybody where Lost and Found Centre was when we entered the park. After explaining all the safety precautions, the parents started to head out with their groups. I, along with the leader and the tour guide, also divided up the children without parents and then headed out. </span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">At Disney World, they had scheduled parades rotating throughout each day on the main street. A short while after the morning Disney Parade, the leader and a parent came to tell me that those two brother and sister went missing. Those kids probably tried to find a spot to see the parade and decided to leave their small group. After the parade, everyone started to move and now they were missing! Those two brats!</span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">There were millions of people walking around in the Disney World. Where on earth were we supposed to start looking for those two small children who could not speak English? I went to Lost and Found to report of the missing children right away and of course those two kids were not there at the gate! We walked along the main street following the route of the parade and weaving in and out of the souvenir stores. There were no brother and sister to be found! </span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">I don&rsquo;t know if anyone of you could relate to the mixed emotions I had then, the frustration, nervousness and heaviness on my mind at the time, which was beyond any words that I could describe. I could have had a heat-attack right then and there. Even till this day, I still get really paranoid whenever I take children on a field trip. </span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">*** Since I am not in prison at the time of writing this article and I had never been in one, you probably can guess the result must be a happy ending. ***</span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">We looked everywhere for more than an hour. The security at Disney was notified and out helping us. The tour leader from King Car was almost in tears because we didn&rsquo;t really know what else to do. Finally, I thought of the lecture I gave them before we stepped off the bus in the morning. I did tell them the parking lot number. If those two kids were smart enough, maybe they would have gone back to the bus to wait there. Unfortunately, the bus would only return at 9:00 in the evening. </span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">I thought it would be a long shot, but I should still go back to check the parking lot. Anyway, I left the Magic Kingdom alone and walked across the huge parking lot to search for them. Half way through the parking lot, I could sort of identify two little figures standing at the parking lot number 123, waving at me and jumping up and down. Those two little brats were smart enough to wait at the empty lot where the bus used to park. They at least remembered my words. </span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">I was just happy to find them. Can you imagine of losing two kids and finally finding them back at the busiest spot on earth in the summer time? Well, it happened to me once and I wouldn&rsquo;t wish it on my worst enemy!</span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Post Note: Those two kids would be grown up by now. If they were reading this article, I would like them to know that millions of my brain cells died that day due to their naughty behaviour. I am still waiting for an apology. (Dream on, I know.)</span></span></p>
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