<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544</id><updated>2012-01-01T07:59:21.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven Ruled by Reason</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-8157201385668803315</id><published>2008-10-22T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:00:52.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>大毛，生日快樂</title><content type='html'>大毛，生日快樂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想，今年我們都犯太歲(笑)。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這兩天回台中一趟，雖沒能與你見到面，自己倒是充了不少電，儘管唸書還是有點累人。晚上你打來的時候我都已經回台北洗好澡了，果然是溫大毛，總喜歡在十一點以後打來，你以為死黨都不用睡阿？聽你抱怨你最近的衰事半個小時，要不是手機一直斷訊，我看你還可以講很久~~哈！我承認我輸了，最近好像你比較衰，無論是生活或是打法律辯論都一樣，要小心健康。(當然，無論你什麼時後打來，I’m all ears.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,很高興聽你說今天因為生日所以運氣好，我今天剛好也運氣很好，不知道是沾你生日的光還是沾歷史老師的光？很久沒有這麼順了，除了心理輕鬆，連等公車跟高鐵都很快。希望這樣的運氣可以持續，不用超級好運，可是平平安安。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十月底忙完應該會比較有時間，我知道你這大律師也忙得很，找個時間回台中喝酒去，台北當然也可，總之找個不用開車的地方，享受一下熟悉的時光。阿，講得我跟酒鬼一樣……都要變燒酒雞了 *laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大毛，祝你24歲生日快樂。&lt;br /&gt;雖然你、我跟珊蒂都越來越忙了，但無論發生什麼事，我們都會像家人一樣，沒有距離。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;祝你四強賽順利。我相信你可以的。&lt;br /&gt;(狀子寫六百頁實在太誇張了 =_=，還英文……you’re the man!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Chicky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-8157201385668803315?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>299</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-4328643185219811032</id><published>2008-08-01T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T01:46:48.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Room</title><content type='html'>看完six feet under 第一季第六集，感觸很深。好消息是，這些感觸，似乎有助於我的情感流露。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一直以來，我總以為我已經很了解爸爸的性格，甚至在生活上我常覺得我的許多壞習慣是他的縮影，讓我很害怕，恐懼之時，無法抗拒地覺得爸他一定也有同樣的感受。但我真的了解他嗎？…..有一段時間，我曾強烈地覺得我認識的他，其實不是真的他。我根本不知道他是誰。曾經懷疑，我所知道的故事或許都是謊言。我自以為我懂他，卻無法從他的眼裡看這個人生…….爸很孤單吧？還是寂寞？面對高利貸的時候，害怕嗎？受過傷嗎？不知所措過嗎？他討厭自己嗎？後悔過嗎？…..其實，我從不了解他，我了解的他，只是我記憶中的父親，那個曾經扛著我在肩頭上男人。除此之外，在他眼裡，我所看見的，大多是痛苦，大多是抑鬱，總是逃避。跟他人生當中所輸過不可勝數的賭局一樣，他把人生當作一把把的賭注，無可厚非地，最後輸得連自尊幾乎都沒有了。過去的我，總是很在意他的感受，總以為我能體會他的痛苦，天真地，祈求他會因為我愛他而得到救贖……但隨著時間的流逝，一年過去，兩年過去，三年、然後五年十年，房子搬得越來越遠，離人群也越來越遠，未曾改變的，是那雙能夠刺穿我心臟的眼神。終於，今年母親節，他枯坐阿嬤家的餐桌前，用那雙空洞失去生命的眼睛，將我無力撐起的牆給完全粉碎…..回到學校，我流著淚告訴光狐，我需要很大的協助，如果可以，我更需要一個心理醫生。那陣子，世界彷彿是空轉的，鳥不語，花不香，絕望的我，被迫麻痺自己，對生活也失去了動力。理智上，我清楚了解生命的意義，但心靈上卻再也找不到方向，工作、出國去玩………我的內心，永遠在流淚。真好笑，把自己的心關起來，就可以輕易的忘記爸爸失意的身影；卻沒想到，它雖然帶走讓我無法成眠的痛苦，卻也一併帶走了我的快樂。……不打緊….習慣了，漸漸習慣了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;問我，既然這樣，為什麼還要讓自己感受他的痛苦、體會他的絕望？…沒有為什麼。這是我唯一知道可以了解我父親的方法。除此之外，我無法分辨我認識的他是不是真的他。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-6651791236715276725</id><published>2008-07-05T11:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T11:57:56.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My tutor student ~ Lisa Baw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EZGxkQV0mdU/SG7vNsEAAFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/v32NqAsLHgY/s1600-h/è¤è£½+-CIMG1524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219372036614258770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EZGxkQV0mdU/SG7vNsEAAFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/v32NqAsLHgY/s400/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-CIMG1524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a new tutor these days. My student is a cute Taiwanese girl who now lives in New York. Her name is Lisa Baw and she is actually famous. I'm teaching Lisa to set up a blog of her own, and so I'm using mine to make a try. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-6651791236715276725?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/6651791236715276725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=6651791236715276725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/6651791236715276725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/6651791236715276725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2008/07/lisa-baw.html' title='My tutor student ~ Lisa Baw'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EZGxkQV0mdU/SG7vNsEAAFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/v32NqAsLHgY/s72-c/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-CIMG1524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-3517222678041394805</id><published>2008-03-06T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T16:43:14.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peaceful Warrior</title><content type='html'>去年十二月底，去活大看了場免費的電影，決定把心得放進部落格。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007.12.28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「現在腦袋還挺不清楚的，不過我也來回頭想想這部電影好了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;從頭到尾我的心情大概分成三個過程：&lt;br /&gt;一開始是覺得這部片不怎麼像fiction，跟我想像的不太一樣，很平實。&lt;br /&gt;中間覺德很清楚知道他要講什麼，這接我都感受過了，似乎沒什麼。&lt;br /&gt;最後看完，感覺變成真實。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我覺得這部片要講個幾個重點：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.丟掉腦子裡的垃圾，專心在這個時刻。&lt;br /&gt;2.不要在意別人的眼光，傾聽自己內心的聲音。&lt;br /&gt;3.你快樂嗎？恐懼，是自己最大的敵人。&lt;br /&gt;4.要能夠為自己的決定負責。&lt;br /&gt;5.過程才是最重要的，結果反而往往不是如同自己所預期。&lt;br /&gt;6.不要活在過去的成就，而沾沾自喜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這些點，彼此之間都有緊密的關係存在。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很能體會這部片要表達的東西，但唯一不同的是，我人生中的歷練沒有像他那麼極端起伏，首先，我還不曾那麼自大過，也未曾失去過夢想。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;從小，我媽就會拿我跟別人比，但不知怎麼搞的，我一直是個我行我素的人，實在不太在意別人的成就與我何干，所以我叛逆，不念書，還有離家出走。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大學一年級時，在國文課遇見了我人生中的蘇格拉底，蔡振豐所講個每一個人生態度，我都牢記在心理，然後實踐它。他說，人要能夠為自己的決定負責，對於結果能夠「無怨」，這就是禮。他教我相信人心的價值，所以我開始學習不找藉口，但靜思我內心的聲音。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一直渴求著拋棄腦中的雜念，大學生涯中，只有兩次能夠做到專心致志，一是大一微積分，二為大三為了自我實現的時候。大一下張志中的微積分真的是危機，一學期去上課的次數用十隻手指頭算都還綽綽有餘(這可不是二進位)，期中考不到十分吧，期末考原本已經放棄，但前一晚臨時決定不交白卷，至少要為自己負責一點，所以拋去所有情緒專心算微積分，把自己完全沉浸在那個時刻，完全感受不到外界的任何動靜。那四個小時的專注讓我微積分60分過了，從此之後，再也沒有什麼被當的危機。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大三下定決心要超越自己，修25學分，課堂數三十多，兩個家教，同時是校友會跟系、院學會會長，壓力大到連走路都在想等一下要做什麼。那是身體極限的煎熬，可是我很專心，非常專心，那是我心裡想要的，只想考驗自己的能耐有多少，心理容不下任何的娛樂跟雜念，回宿舍就忙正事，沒有喘息的空間。But I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那個學期末，看了自己的成績跟回想自己的表現，心裡大概就知道會拿書卷一，排名出來時其實沒有什麼興奮的感覺，倒是家人覺得很開心。就像電影裡所說的，爬到山頂之後，你會發現，其實那裏什麼都沒有。我坐在山頂休息了片刻，然後下山，從平地開始。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大三的書卷一對我而言是災難的開始，我那時非常討厭別人說我是書卷，說我很厲害，卻從來沒有人看到我是怎麼走過來的。我不要別人的吹捧，因為我不想要因此沾沾自喜，我不要也變得跟別人一樣，為了得到別人的讚賞而改變我自己的價值觀。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;碩一上修課15學分，身兼兩個家教，同時帶校園文化資產詮釋的TA，我永遠記得那個晚上，我是哭著唸著我的高等醫學統計，因為我永遠沒有時間可以搞懂這麼多的東西。我恐懼，可是我迎向我的恐懼，我那時沒有逃避。碩一上，我還是班上的第一名。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是一路走來太多的成功，太多的表現，太多別人的期待，我永遠搞不懂為什麼有小雞在，就每件事都應該要變好？碩一下的我迷惘了.....我開始在意別人的想法，我開始在乎老師們怎麼觀察我的表現，好像我什麼都要表現最好是理所當的，不管我的付出到底是多是少。我開始害怕，開始恐懼，開始覺得別人是我的競爭，我開始聽不到自己的聲音，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不再為自己而活。那時的我一點都不快樂，甚至找不到學習的樂趣，不知到為什麼要唸碩班。那時我非常討厭我自己，討厭自己為別人而活。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;碩二上，我在project裡找到了研究的意義，經過一個學期的自我叮嚀，奇妙地，&lt;br /&gt;我回到了那個不在意別人眼光的我，突然有種如釋重負的愉快心情。成績算什麼？碩一下還是第一名又怎樣？我做了許多有價值的事情，這才是最重要的。我從來沒有想過要拿第一，但只要我真的努力過生活的時候，即使覺得進步空間還很大，卻從來都不需要擔心結果會怎樣，因為我知道，無論結果是什麼，我都可以坦然接受。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾經，我一直不肯用心就是因為恐懼，因為我無法面對失敗，所以我沒有盡全力，這樣在失敗的時候才有藉口。我從來不感真的想像失敗，所以我也不願去想像成功的景象。只是我很幸運，到目前為止的重大關卡，大概除了GRE外，都還是很順利的走過，即使，我未曾真的用盡全力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但現在呢，我覺得我又成長了一些，已經不會因害怕失敗而恐懼。我想留在台灣一年，就是因為我要為我的未來做些事情，失敗了又怎樣？我不想後悔。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我現在唯一還是欠缺的就是專注力跟自制力，因為爬到過頂端，就很容易失去方向。這大概是我一輩子都得面臨的課題吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm really happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這部電影真的很真實，能夠把體會用素材具體呈現出來，是它最大的特色。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這不是勵志片，走過的人，就能跟他一同回顧過去的記憶。 」&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-3517222678041394805?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/3517222678041394805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=3517222678041394805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/3517222678041394805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/3517222678041394805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2008/03/peaceful-warrior.html' title='Peaceful Warrior'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-3037478973724334553</id><published>2008-01-18T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T01:55:05.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear Rudolf,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s late, and I’m supposed to be in bed since I haven’t kept early hours for weeks. But I really feel like writing you this letter because I don’t want to wait until these feelings fade away. Thank you ….for last night, I had a wonderful and quality time with you at Maybe. I was so thankful to…whoever related that I called you right after my bad moments. Also, I was so glad you did your AIDS test without getting any desperate result and you were there sitting in front of me. And I feel sorry that your daddy is in the last stage of cancer ….I really don’t have any idea how you made it these few months. But we found your father’s name together in the newspapers you copied from the library. I want you to know it meant a lot to me because I knew it meant so much to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, it never occurred to me that what happened to you with Mr. Malaysia would somewhat happen to me as well. When you said you understood, I suddenly felt warm and comforted…it was as if everything was all arranged and we were all connected. Later on we shared other talks such as your research on paruresis and homosexual topics and our old memories and people we both knew or not knew…..just as what I said.. if I were single now and my mom wouldn’t oppose it, I would surely love to have you as my roommate so we can share our colorful lives together. It was weird that just a few talks that night, I suddenly realized how lucky I was to have you all with me….you know the truest part of me and I have no secrets to hide. You know I never drank with a bad mood, but it was close to that since I said the most dirty words per day in my whole life. To my surprise, the cocktails turned out to be happy drink right one hour later since we stepped into the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for not taking you away from me. Remember you promised me that no matter what happens to you in the future, don’t do silly things because at least you still have me. Life to us seemed a bit complicated, but that’s also the beauty of it. Hardly anyone can really understand how much we care about each other and how much we cherish the time living right here at each moment. They will not be able to imagine what some of you have gone through….take Wen for example…it was life and death and I’ll always bear that in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for sending me home on a taxi. On our way home, Wen called me….it was unbelievable because he never called me that late, but he did last night.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we say it was a coincidence? No, I don’t think so ….we were connected to each other and that’s why……it was like….meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alcohol in my blood stream was gone completely this morning when I woke up. And I felt myself back again….light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for writing in such a disordered manner, but you know me even without words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a wonderful day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane&lt;br /&gt;2008.1.18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-3037478973724334553?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/3037478973724334553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=3037478973724334553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/3037478973724334553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/3037478973724334553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2008/01/maybe.html' title='Maybe'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-8457800872406669708</id><published>2007-12-28T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T01:41:36.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night</title><content type='html'>I can't fall asleep ...because I don't wanna go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I finally met the little girl living inside me. I saw her there...crying and looking at me...I knew deep inside her she was so afraid, and I could read the fear and the feelings of helplessness from her eyes...my heart was ripped out again because I couldn't do anything to help her there...I told her that she was brave and did a good job, and dad wasn't her responsibility and she wouldn't have to hurt herself from that. But she didn't  understand, so she kept on crying. If I could, I would give her a bunch of wild flowers, took her to the lake where the reflection of beautiful sunset glittering...she would be happy simply because of that. It was easy, but I never did so. Instead, I stood there like an adult, and I forced her to face things without tears just as what an adult should do. ...And as always...She listened and moved on...but I wasn't there with her.I was her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Love always hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-8457800872406669708?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/8457800872406669708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=8457800872406669708' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/8457800872406669708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/8457800872406669708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2007/12/night.html' title='Night'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-4110530702581139986</id><published>2007-11-10T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T18:35:21.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007.11.10</title><content type='html'>經過一天的忙碌，終於有機會可以坐下來，身邊安安靜靜的，只有正在播放的歌曲，聽好多遍都不膩 (how deep is your love- Bee Gees)。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an appointment with Isu at 10 am this morning ‘cuz we were gonna videotaping the operating procedure of “portable GC-ECD/FID.” After that, Mei-Shuang and I treated him for 勺勺客, and we had a good time. I was so happy to see him back in Taipei. He’s like a big big brother to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I met up with Han-Ting, one of the most important people back in my university life. We talked like good old friends and shared about our lives as usual…..talking about Dad, Mom and how I had been and how I dealt with all those problems. The atmosphere was nice and made me relax so much. It was after such a long time that I finally could 整理我的生活。用重點的方式說明、標示。跟小寶聊天的感覺，像是靜靜坐在河邊，腳踢著水，東扯扯西扯扯一樣。下次見面真的要半年嗎？I’ll look up at the stars when I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way back to school, I met across an old lady in front of the building…I was playing with her dog and apparently her dog liked me. It recognized me, and so did the lady. We chatted for almost an hour…when I was back in the office, all the hustle and bustle in this big city suddenly fell into silence. I sat down and open my laptop…..I’ve been meeting people all day long and talking…..but it was good, which also brought back my feelings for life. The weather today was like perfect and I’d love to stay outside as long as I could. I guess that’s why love autumn …..it always brings me a sense of solitude in breeze when walking alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-4110530702581139986?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/4110530702581139986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=4110530702581139986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/4110530702581139986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/4110530702581139986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2007/11/20071110.html' title='2007.11.10'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-718564083406792031</id><published>2007-09-18T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T23:49:26.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>開學第二天</title><content type='html'>是颱風天。而這個颱風，很低調。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;整天聽著窗外雨聲淅瀝，卻不聞風聲蕭蕭，很難想像今天是個颱風肆虐的日子。&lt;br /&gt;坐在書桌前一天無所事事，被新的MSN病毒弄得心煩意亂的，什麼都做不好。結果，毒沒解成，還傳給ㄧ堆人，於是乾脆點，把MSN給刪了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;開學到現在，ㄧ直有很多話想說，可是喘息的空閒似乎不多，然而，我卻還沒有火力全開，仍只是溫溫吞吞地逐漸趕上要做的進度。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;連打個札記都要想快12點，也該睡了。但我真的很喜歡洗完澡後的夜晚，沉靜地，讓我可以思考。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta go to bed and don’t forget to keep early hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真是越來越像上班族囉！ But it’s somewhat better for health, I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-718564083406792031?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/718564083406792031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=718564083406792031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/718564083406792031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/718564083406792031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='開學第二天'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-3617129147207797815</id><published>2007-07-31T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T00:15:06.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007.7.30</title><content type='html'>So finally after a busy day, I’ve got some time to rest. I’ll first summarize the things I’ve done today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Searching for the samples for 報帳，and then sent to 全成.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Searching for information and papers of PBDEs, esp. pentaBDE, figuring out the commercially used pentaBDEs are, there are seven isomers for pentaBDEs. So far I just checked two of them. They are PBDE-99, PBDE-116.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I discussed with 珮華about the experiment, including the process, the thoughts, and the results. And of course she explained what materials we’ve got so far at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Then time was saved for the tutor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s quitetiring, staring at the computer and brainstorming, trying to memorize and understand what 珮華 has taught me. Although I thought I could imagine how hard the work was, however, when I saw and thumbed through all those references and papers she showed me, it was such an astonishment. To my surprise, there were many many….some of the work was delicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things need to be done tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. continuing on the PBDEs thing.&lt;br /&gt;2. preparing for the meeting&lt;br /&gt;3. read at least one paper for future redearch&lt;br /&gt;4. powerpoint file of what I’m going to present in the meeting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-3617129147207797815?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/3617129147207797815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=3617129147207797815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/3617129147207797815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/3617129147207797815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2007/07/2007730.html' title='2007.7.30'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-7265470709563826456</id><published>2007-07-24T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T09:07:33.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going home 2007/7/21</title><content type='html'>So after a long time for waiting, I finally got on the bus. And then I thought of what the teacher has been doing when he rushes here and there by bus every day, that’s why I started to write the journal of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a long long day, doing all the searching, and helping Ming to find the references he needed. Everything turned out to be alright, but just tired me to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a brief walk before I had my late afternoon lunch. The sunshine blazed down on my skin and on my face. Hot but good. Sometimes a life of the routine work is bothersome, and we just keep on doing the same thing, running the same cycle. If you don’t make it stop and take a short break from all these, then it’ll soon be a vicious cycle, I bet you that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For these two days, using skype has been my very bad habit to kill my leisure time, or say, more than the leisure time. I found it really fun to talk to people around the world, not feeling excited, however, comforted when I really need somebody to talk to and so I can recover from the tiredness and the mind of total mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the same passionate me? I don’t’ know, maybe sometimes, or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we all grow up , and moves ahead as the life goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-7265470709563826456?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/7265470709563826456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=7265470709563826456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/7265470709563826456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/7265470709563826456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2007/07/going-home.html' title='Going home 2007/7/21'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-3623334968396152826</id><published>2007-07-20T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T17:04:39.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>隨筆 2007/7/20</title><content type='html'>台北的夏天，真的好熱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天從一進辦公室就沒出去過，錯過了午餐，拼命的幫忙找文獻，直到眼睛跟身體無法負荷為止，但也已過了四、五個小時。沒錯，找文獻，總是要一股作氣的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走出公衛大門，一陣熱浪襲來，卻聞到了溫潤的百合香，是打哪兒來的呢？我不知道，或許是因為外頭的空氣在渴望下，刺激我的腦部而產生了近來喜歡的花香。&lt;br /&gt;陽光濃烈的照著，在下午四點的道路上，行人紛紛走避，空蕩蕩地，連車輛都似乎熱得避暑去了。一個人走在這樣的街上，突有萬里道路我獨行的感覺，雖是熟稔不過的街到風景，內心卻是冷冷淡淡地不帶一點眷留的感情…..很想，在陽光下，坐在石階上獨處一整天，看著行人匆匆路過，歎他們不懂駐足停留享受這熱情的夏天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;記得，辦公室坐久了坐煩了，真得要出去走走才行。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-3623334968396152826?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/3623334968396152826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=3623334968396152826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/3623334968396152826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/3623334968396152826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2007/07/2007720.html' title='隨筆 2007/7/20'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-117388308185076715</id><published>2007-03-14T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T23:39:20.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>夏天</title><content type='html'>今早走在往醫院星巴克的路上，我嗅到了夏天的味道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夏天總是個特別的季節，雖然，我很怕熱，卻喜愛夏天。望見夏天，就好像望見真稚 (真摯)的過去。夏天裡有童年的回憶，跟哥哥在檳榔園裡的暑假，熱氣蒸騰混著青草及 泥土的味道，我們在伸腳不見五指的渠道泥水裡打滾開戰；沖水以後，全身濕漉漉地， 我們爬上水塔作日光浴...還有每個週末的溯小溪抓魚烤肉，跟湛藍墾丁海域與風吹不止 的聯勤草皮。夏天的記憶卻不只如此而已，大學的夏天盡是女八311的生活趣味，醉月湖 畔的翹課靜思，還有似無止盡的校園漫步......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;前天再見小寶，又讓我想起女八的夏天。&lt;br /&gt;我們的夏天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而轉眼，我也已是小寶那時的年紀了。面對人生的缺憾及傷痛，也早已有了不同的 處理方式，但值得高興的是，我想我們都是勇敢的孩子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;遇見小雪也是接近夏天吧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夏天的雪，夏天的別離，但卻可以看見展開的翅膀，還有小雪明亮的眼眸。&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-117388308185076715?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/117388308185076715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=117388308185076715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/117388308185076715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/117388308185076715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='夏天'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-114144821549094641</id><published>2006-03-04T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T12:56:55.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road Not Taken</title><content type='html'>Robert Forst  (1874-1963)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood&lt;br /&gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;br /&gt;And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;br /&gt;And looked down one as far as I could&lt;br /&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair,&lt;br /&gt;And having perhaps the better claim,&lt;br /&gt;Because it was grassy and wanted wear,&lt;br /&gt;Though as for that, the passing there&lt;br /&gt;Had worn them really about the same.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And both that morning equally lay&lt;br /&gt;In leaves no step had trodden black&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I kept the first for another day!&lt;br /&gt;Yet knowing how way leads on to way,&lt;br /&gt;I doubted if I should ever come back…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence;&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I –&lt;br /&gt;I took the one less traveled by,&lt;br /&gt;And that has made all the difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-114144821549094641?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/114144821549094641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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2004.3.27</title><content type='html'>2004年3月27日&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;連續幾天陰雨綿綿，晾著濕了又乾乾了又濕的褲管，腦子裡不時浮現這整個禮拜來的慘狀。雨，下得反反覆覆，褲子也乾的反反覆覆，就連我的思緒也反反覆覆 …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;星期二微生物實驗試管架整個翻落，四支培養菌的試管安然躺在我實驗衣上，有的還偷偷流到了我褲子。老師安慰我舊的不去新的不來，鬱鬱幽幽的，在消毒衣物之後，我親手丟了我最心愛的一件褲子。哇，我又創紀錄了，那是台大醫學院微生物實驗室第一次有人被菌翻到…我的第一次，也是，微生物實驗室的第一次。&lt;br /&gt;聽起來還挺公平的，不是嗎？ （笑）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;星期三留在寄生蟲實驗室幫助教整理投影片。可能是聊的太開心了，整個人放鬆了下來，讓連日累積的壓力有機可趁，當晚，出現發燒症狀。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;星期四其實是個詭異的日子，因為前一晚扁桃腺痛到幾乎徹夜難眠，原本打算翹掉有機課好好休息，但天不從人願，幾經掙扎醒來才早上八點。於是，我到了學校的保健中心。面對醫生，這時才發現，上學期修的解剖生理還真的派上了用場，至少，可以跟醫生描述發炎的部位。吞掉抗生素，有機課還是逃不掉，尤其上次跟老師說要問紅外線光譜，沒想到老師還真的給它記得牢牢的（汗）！不過，這也是上有機化學課快樂的地方，總是可以聽老師說說神奇的故事，而這禮拜的故事呢，就是人其實是外星人創造的 ^______^ ! （嗯嗯，當微積分跟有機老師同時說這理論很科學的時候，我也只能歪著頭看著他們揚笑離去）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;星期五可以說是災難的終結日吧（姑且當作是），有機實驗課，我又翻了試管架，原來，玻璃碎裂的聲音可以清脆到如此刺耳。老實說，在經過一個星期的連番打擊，我已經不知道什麼叫作慌張了，只知道打破試管要….冷靜!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哈，結果悲慘的一個星期就這麼過去了，只留下我還在泡消毒水的球鞋跟沙啞的聲音。雖然我還是喜歡嘰嘰喳喳說個不停（喔，不是我故意強暴別人的耳朵，只是，需要說話的場合都巧妙地安排在週末），雖然我還是有褲子鞋子可以穿，但難得鬱悶的心情倒是可以拿出來貽笑大方 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你覺得這禮拜過得差強人意或是了無生趣嗎？&lt;br /&gt;回個信給我吧！我可以找個時間告訴你我的糗事我的衰事還有我做的蠢事（in detail ^___^ ） ~&lt;br /&gt;不過阿，只限已經發生過的，因為再衰下去，我期中考就真的要完蛋啦!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望大家也都有個美好的星期呦 ~~~ :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-114144787392546341?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/114144787392546341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=114144787392546341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/114144787392546341'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;有時候，理想與現實真的不能兼得，系學會是箭在弦上不得不發，功課則是心有餘而力不足。當然，也不是書唸不好，只是，想修的課修不到，達不到自己的期望，還蠻責備自己的。剩下的在系主任的叮囑下又不敢太鬆懈，覺得，有點被圈限住了。或許吧，對很多人來說，成績真的很重要，但對我而言，收穫跟過程中的學習才需真正被在意。兩者中間的平衡點，我還不是很能掌握。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時候想，如果自己可以少一點感性，少一點天真，少一點熱情，少一點忍讓，少一點考慮，少一點自然，少一點瘋狂….然後多一點理性，多一點現實，多一點冷漠，多一點強勢，多一點果決，多一點偽裝的話，可以毫無顧忌地往前衝的好遠。可是生命中有好多變數，只要求自己再下決定的時候，寧可遺憾也不要後悔。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;呵，難得我也有憂傷的時候，可能重感情吧，捨不得很多東西，捨不得很多人。&lt;br /&gt;很感謝生命中有你們，不管未來怎麼發展，我想，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一個故事在你我之間成長，也在成長中消失…&lt;br /&gt;但一個故事的結束，卻又是另一個故事的開始 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望大家都能平平安安過自己想要的日子，心情不好或需要人聊聊閒扯的時候，不要忘了還有我喔 !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-114144776045492566?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/114144776045492566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=114144776045492566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/114144776045492566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/114144776045492566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_04.html' title='沉寂了好久'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-114144707037428377</id><published>2006-03-04T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T12:42:47.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>忙碌  不應是藉口</title><content type='html'>2004年3月13日 晚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天接到小寶的電話 開始像個總編在催稿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小寶是我的前任室友 相處只有一年多 卻一同經歷過人生中的許多起落&lt;br /&gt;一直想著寫一段有關女八311的故事 或許偷偷的記下 或許細細回味&lt;br /&gt;在這間小房間裡 說一整頁都說不完的小秘密&lt;br /&gt;然而 那是想做的要做的願意做的 卻非現在該做的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;從寒假忙到現在 從不覺自己何時曾停下來過&lt;br /&gt;星期五晚上跟系主任吃飯 回到寢室都已經11點了&lt;br /&gt;沖過澡 我走到小福廣場坐下 試圖讓轉個不停的腦袋停機一會兒&lt;br /&gt;讓我想想 有多久沒有停下腳步回頭看看自己&lt;br /&gt;每天庸庸碌碌的 我像隻被馴服的馬戲團果子狸 在嘲雜的人聲中&lt;br /&gt;跟著叫囂&lt;br /&gt;生活 ? 不 這不叫生˙活&lt;br /&gt;我有生命 卻沒有生命的活力&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天早上醒來 清晨六點 卻再也睡不著&lt;br /&gt;於是我散步進我最愛的早餐店 享用了烤培根蛋吐司跟一杯溫奶茶&lt;br /&gt;然後一個人姍姍步至生態池 一路上&lt;br /&gt;看了鍾情的楓香 聞了迷人的桂花 還與一隻流浪的狗兒玩了耍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早晨的生態池散著一股寧靜&lt;br /&gt;清清淨淨的 漾著萍蓬草上滴下的露水漣漪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好久沒有這麼愜意了 我在生態池發了20分鐘的呆&lt;br /&gt;才帶著幸福回到宿舍 開始準備杜鵑花節的抗戰工作&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想當年大一 我老愛翹歷史課寫生活心得 或在醉月湖跟烏龜一起曬曬太陽&lt;br /&gt;晚上一個人在總圖前面的平台躺下 望著雲朵綿綿沒有星星的夜空&lt;br /&gt;甚至還曾那裡撞見一隻小山羊 緊張得把警衛伯伯圈住牠的尼龍繩給吃掉&lt;br /&gt;也曾經 蹲在地上拿梅子綠茶幫水蛭 ”淋浴” 就只為了實驗綠茶對水蛭來說&lt;br /&gt;是否為高張溶液 大二上 則是在半夜爬上校園悠久的老樟樹 窩著打起瞌睡來…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;至於還有什麼 我現在的大腦細胞已經長出細胞壁 暫時想不出來了 ^__^”&lt;br /&gt;但不管怎麼說 我算提醒了自己一件事 那就是呢&lt;br /&gt;忙碌 不應該是停止自我反省的藉口 也不該成為一種束縛的桎悎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;春天的風吹起來了 或許哪一天有機會偷閒到戶外走走&lt;br /&gt;不仿也抬頭看看抽著新芽的枝頭&lt;br /&gt;會有 意外的收穫喔 : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-114144707037428377?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/114144707037428377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=114144707037428377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/114144707037428377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/114144707037428377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='忙碌  不應是藉口'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-113669486154075836</id><published>2006-01-08T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T12:34:21.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>給我一點自由好嗎?</title><content type='html'>可不可不要每次打電話來都問我為什麼不讀書？可不可以不要在試都還沒考完就規劃我什麼時候要回家？可不可以不要一直問我為什麼要留在學校？可不可以不要一直要我解釋為什麼要留在學校？我告訴你我弄宿舍的事情，不要質疑我的答案！我就是弄宿舍的事情，跟工程師討論接續工程還有整理帳務還有下學期的行事曆......可不可以給我一點放鬆的空間?可不可以不要要求我記住每件大小事？我不想在期末考還要一一報告我期末考後的每個行程！給我一點自己的步調好不好？我又不是不說，我又不是不說，我從來沒有不肯說啊！！....... 可不可以不要問我成績.....可不可以不要一直想把我抓回家？我沒有要求寒假要留在學校，要去大陸，好，我去！要花整個寒假在大陸，好！大不了我回台北再趕進度！我陪你我陪你我陪你我陪你我陪你，我知道你喜歡我回家，我知道你以我為榮...........可是，能不能容許我有失敗？能不能容許我有脫軌的時候？我一直都不是乖孩子啊！.......我從來沒有嘗試要符合你們的期望，只是最終的結果剛好符合你們的要求罷了！！....但那並不代表你們想的我就是我.........夠了....真的夠了.....不要試一切為理所當然好不好！！我再說一次，我不為成績唸書，我不會為了成績唸書，因為我不要！我不要我不要我不要！！！我要自我超越，我不要成為眼盲心瞎的考棍！不要每一通電話都問我怎麼沒唸書，我就是沒有唸書，沒有就是沒有，我騙過你嗎？？我的責任我自己扛，我有我自己的方法，因為我跟別人不一樣，我有心情，我有感受，我沒有辦法捨棄自我當個魁儡，真的，可不可以不要再一直拋問題給我？可不可以不要只瞭解我的成功，而嘗試理解我背後的心態與歷程？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......可不可以.......不要否定我。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-113669486154075836?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/113669486154075836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=113669486154075836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/113669486154075836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/113669486154075836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_08.html' title='給我一點自由好嗎?'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-113617994015605789</id><published>2006-01-02T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T18:01:41.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>近朱者赤，近墨者黑</title><content type='html'>研究所報到後，踱步去學校的出版中心，想說順便看看有什麼好東西.....這是壞習慣，喜歡逛書買書，卻不喜歡看書。在出版中心門口，遇到星期六在總圖前逗弄的黑白小花貓，小花貓很黏人，看他第一時間沒有閃躲，我就知道是他了！跟小貓玩了很久，他原本還乖乖躺在地上一副享受的樣子，後來卻起身開始在我身上磨蹭來磨蹭去的，喵喵喵的實在很可愛 :) 看看時間，不想遇到下課人擠人的時段，索性起身跟小貓道別。當然，滿身的貓毛跟滿手的貓味，哪敢近出版中心翻書呢?! 哈哈，於是大門連進都沒進去就走回宿舍了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回宿舍的路上，遇到一個阿姨在溜狗，她拿著骨頭，滿臉笑容地餵著她家15歲卻仍雙眼明亮的老狗狗。我站著跟阿姨寒喧幾句，這時突然一大批狗群〈哇，大概有快十隻吧〉被骨頭吸引了過來，我蹲下身子伸出手，看見一隻黃毛大狗像我走來，但還沒靠的很近就停住退了回去.....糟了，我身上有貓的味道！頓時，所有的狗都開始後退看著我，我無奈地笑了笑，便直接回宿舍洗手了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然後我一路在想.....不同的味道很重要嗎？是貓是狗很重要嗎？是男是女很重要嗎？是貧是富很重要嗎？是高是矮很重要嗎？是高官是百姓很重要嗎？這些都真有那麼重要嗎？如果一個人人格傑出，地位與身份，還會這麼需要被賦予意義或被批判嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;近朱者赤，近墨者黑，已經不只是說接近什麼樣的人，就容易成為該模式的人而已。當你與某類人在一起，很自然地就會被別人預設為該類人的同夥，儘管，他仍保有自己的尊嚴及一套想法。&lt;br /&gt;我小時後其實不太懂這個道理，因為我人好〈還是人呆?〉不會耍心機，所以各路人都會找我....成績好的，成績差的，搞小小團體的，性向不同的，安靜要人陪的，喜歡一窩瘋找人去玩的.....&lt;br /&gt;真的是什麼人都有，所以從沒想過別人是怎麼定義我這個傢伙的！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但大學不一樣，我的全貌沒有讓大家看到。從大一近來脫離班上團體開始，就註定我之後會容易被貼上標籤或是被認定為什麼樣的人 ..... anyway, I don't really care. 我不太鳥別人的眼光，well，至少曾經是這樣子。或許也就因為這樣，系學會一開始真的很辛苦，沒有人〈恩，除了當初提名我的副會長東陽〉 認識我，沒有人與我共事過，甚至沒有人跟我聊超過連續三句話。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be cont.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-113617994015605789?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/113617994015605789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=113617994015605789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/113617994015605789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/113617994015605789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title='近朱者赤，近墨者黑'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-113606108019228844</id><published>2006-01-01T04:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T04:35:36.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sound of Silence</title><content type='html'>Hello darkness, my old friend,&lt;br /&gt;I've come to talk with you again,&lt;br /&gt;Because a vision softly creeping,&lt;br /&gt;Left its seeds while I was sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;And the vision that was planted in my brain&lt;br /&gt;Still remains&lt;br /&gt;Within the sound of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In restless dreams I walked alone&lt;br /&gt;Narrow streets of cobblestone,&lt;br /&gt;'Neath the halo of a street lamp,&lt;br /&gt;I turned my collar to the cold and damp&lt;br /&gt;When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light&lt;br /&gt;That split the night&lt;br /&gt;And touched the sound of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the naked light I saw&lt;br /&gt;Ten thousand people, maybe more.&lt;br /&gt;People talking without speaking,&lt;br /&gt;People hearing without listening,&lt;br /&gt;People writing songs that voices never share&lt;br /&gt;And no one dare&lt;br /&gt;Disturb the sound of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fools" said I, "You do not know&lt;br /&gt;Silence like a cancer grows.&lt;br /&gt;Hear my words that I might teach you,&lt;br /&gt;Take my arms that I might reach you."&lt;br /&gt;But my words like silent raindrops fell,&lt;br /&gt;And echoedIn the wells of silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the people bowed and prayed&lt;br /&gt;To the neon god they made.&lt;br /&gt;And the sign flashed out its warning,&lt;br /&gt;In the words that it was forming.&lt;br /&gt;And the sign said, "The words of the prophets&lt;br /&gt;are written on the subway walls&lt;br /&gt;And tenement halls."&lt;br /&gt;And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Paul Simon -"Wednesday Morning 3A.M.", 1964&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-113606108019228844?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/113606108019228844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=113606108019228844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/113606108019228844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/113606108019228844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2006/01/sound-of-silence.html' title='Sound of Silence'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-113606081091246158</id><published>2006-01-01T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T04:26:50.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not again !!</title><content type='html'>很好，又失眠了.............哇，是怎樣阿，跨年夜失眠，閒玩得不夠嗎.......好吧，一定是身體哪裡出問題了，也可能是腦袋退化引起的併發症 =___=，既然這樣，唸書！ (一定是太久沒唸書，被懲罰了啦)  By the way，明天一定要運動，腦內啡的刺激看來不夠了，專心也不夠........恩，也不要忘記禪定。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  嘖，我沒頭沒尾在打什麼。算了，現在凌晨四點多，聽得到同學跨年完歸巢的開門聲.....精神還不錯，只是有點餓，心情卻很平靜。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-113606081091246158?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/113606081091246158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=113606081091246158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/113606081091246158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/113606081091246158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2006/01/not-again.html' title='Not again !!'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-113569906748055748</id><published>2005-12-27T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T23:57:47.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminder 3</title><content type='html'>2004.11.24  by DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一次打完好了,省的每一句都讓你抬頭抬頭...每一句廢話都讓你看阿看阿我也覺得浪費你時間...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;越夜越美麗...去年的現在我也很喜歡晚上...因為白天都在讀書..很幹 =.=...壓力多...晚上很難得有自己時間於是寧願白天喝咖啡,晚上也要醒著一下...雖然都是自己一個人,但是我喜歡晚上,很安靜...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然後我會開始暴走開始想一些很不同的風格試試看能不能取代我的風格於是混入越來越多種的思維進我腦裡...有時候是變態的追求特別,追求殘忍風格...有時候是孤傲冷冷的那種...有時候....深入去想如果我要變那樣的人,我應該從哪些基本觀念去改變...會意會意  我不做只是表面的模仿然後我能不能從中學到什麼可以補齊我的缺陷的......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;於是那段時間性格都很怪異...版上常常出現變態風格的文章...  XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚上真是美阿.....常常亂想亂想.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以那段時間是我進步最快的時間當時有人問我, 什麼叫強  一個認識我的大一學弟, 知道我能力怎麼樣...我不加思索的告訴他&lt;br /&gt;"高處不勝寒"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;風格一直變,思考模式不同變化,感覺快要人格分裂了卻樂在其中...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自從來到這邊, 越來越少自己時間了  真幹 =.=  不能去思考內心深處的東西...印象中只有一次了...就是那次我說我心情很怪別跟我講話,然後你說這樣才有討論的價值 那次... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;從那之後我就感覺不到那種怪異的心境浮起了...因為到這種我以前開始思考開始揣摩各種人格的時間我已經超級想睡覺了 =.=都是白天雜事多多  阿好機車喔...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好像到沒啥人的地方,然後就那樣看風景一天,躺著休息之類的...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-113569906748055748?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/113569906748055748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=113569906748055748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/113569906748055748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/113569906748055748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2005/12/reminder-3.html' title='Reminder 3'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-113569210352019886</id><published>2005-12-27T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T22:01:43.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminder 2</title><content type='html'>2004.11.18  by DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這是昨晚本來就想說的,可是我打完字你剛好下線  =.=............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;簡單的事情可以變複雜, 複雜的事情也可以變簡單,  因為人不同...不過...有些真的很機車的事情...怎麼化簡化難都沒辦法的就再說了...如果你覺得,考試前的讀書, 有比平時還要專心,花時間一點點, 那我剛剛說的就還是成立...每個人都說我把事情想的簡單,說我碰的東西很單純...但是阿,我現在讀的並不等於是大學的延伸,沒人跟我碰一樣的怎麼會知道我有多複雜我所忙的事情,真的讓人覺得很簡單嗎....Orz..             ╮（╯_╰）╭&lt;br /&gt;如上所說,我只是把一個複雜的系統盡我所能化到簡再簡單敘述...&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;小雞你太忙所以退化了喔...    愛還記得嗎?     阿不是,這是超時空要塞&lt;br /&gt;還記得你曾經跟我說過說我只在乎自己之類的,說了長長一大串, 最後惱了說我 為什麼一定要讓自己被你勸退,自己不想之類的,  說 我今天對你講的,你只要有些聽進去, 那就值得了&lt;br /&gt;小雞阿...    我的一點點要求只是你可以試著用不同的角度看看自己現在所做的因為身在其中所以你無法改變,或許有那麼一點點可以改善的空間,只是你沒想到 有一句話&lt;br /&gt; "There is plenty of room at the bottom."&lt;br /&gt;全然的反對我的說法,和...那時候的我有什麼不同...阿...Orz..只要你能聽進去一點點,那我就很高興很高興很高興了...只要能省掉你一點點時間, 我就感動的痛哭流涕了...不是真的如字面上看到的,只是理解的科目和記的科目不同所以無法實現....&lt;br /&gt;是思維阿...    會意阿會意阿...  你一忙起來...真的有差阿..    &lt;br /&gt;變比較迷人了~~~~~~~~~阿  好羞~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這個話題別回我了,你真的判定100%對你無用的話就算了&lt;br /&gt;===========================================================================================以下是其他話了,只是一些最近想說的話.........&lt;br /&gt;一路走來風風雨雨,我跌倒很多次也站起來很多次...多二年的時間看到更多人的成功與失敗...我這幾年最大的成長在於對未來的心態我也開始會去聽聽一些人的心路歷程成功經驗等,再試著吸收然後修正我的風格到了這邊更是有了許多突破...&lt;br /&gt;於是回頭看看自己許多朋友很悲哀的 我看到了失敗我所謂的失敗不是真的那個悲慘, 是指...他不可能得到他夢想的成果&lt;br /&gt;很多時候我自然是看到了他的缺點可是當我對他提起時, 回我的答案總是讓我心痛...直接了當的說出朋友可以試著改善的地方,也是要付出一番掙扎的, 不想傷到他但是回我的答案常常讓我很無力...&lt;br /&gt;譬如阿...有個小我幾年的朋友嗯, 外務沒你多...卻還是每到考試都衝衝衝...&lt;br /&gt;開學只想玩, 到了考試就忙期中考, 然後期末考, 然後忙選課, 一個學期一個學期的過說到每科的考試, 或是選課多難選, 總是可以跟我說一堆...   他也在台大&lt;br /&gt;前陣子談到有關未來因為他一直都很鳥...說..嗯...去年的現在就開始在想畢業要幹麻然後到了今天還沒有個雛型, 繼續過著追逐考試, 追逐這學期的忙碌...我看到他畢業時一定會哭阿 ...&lt;br /&gt;就想我認識個成大會計之類的朋友...畢業,窩在家裡附近,做些2萬多的工作,然後真的不知道要幹麻了還有個政大廣告之類的朋友...畢業之後去有關音樂的什麼什麼做和本來科系無關的工作真的很可惜, 如果以前能多想就好了我看到了她們的失敗, 但是當我提起, 我都會變的不得好死之類的  =.=&lt;br /&gt;我對他說了一些我的想法..."我阿, 一直都在做預測的事情大一時候思考畢業出路大二時候決定要研究所,於是把大二三四要選什麼課才適合我未來的路,以及升學的方式大三考慮國防役大四開始吸收就業人的心路歷程...儘管我還要碩士班...&lt;br /&gt;碩一開始為了未來就業方向而把要選的課確定碩二預定決定未來的職業軌跡...你可能不知道什麼軌跡的意義... 你想知道再說...&lt;br /&gt;要看到未來四年,遠的開始計畫, 而近的, 就只是按照著已排定的行程繼續前進, 根本不擔心所謂一學期內的事情因為在事情已有徵兆時,我會有心理準備以及應對方式...所謂期中考不過是無關緊要的小事情,不在乎&lt;br /&gt;目標當然是做到十年計畫......Orz...太難&lt;br /&gt;(你看看素還真!!看他多深沉,每次有預兆了, 他都馬是 嗯一聲   然後不動聲色的開始為未來鋪路了)"&lt;br /&gt;我用心說完這些我不管他能預測多少就算只能看見一學期後的事情也足以讓他對未來, 有更多的時間去思考&lt;br /&gt;他只是很簡單的回我一句因為你們科系都是那樣阿...               (不只你跟我這樣說過喔, 已經累積5個人了..Orz)對我們根本不適合,我們就是必須做到哪看到哪,我們就是怎樣怎樣....   XD  &lt;br /&gt;於是我就要繼續看著他每次考試都哀嚎對小事在意而不考慮重要的大局...我明知道他一定會這樣的可是我卻做不了什麼還傷了自己...心冷...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近其實我也冷了既然聽不了勸那就繼續吧&lt;br /&gt;可是小雞你不一樣阿~~~~&lt;br /&gt;3點希望你無論如何聽進去~~~&lt;br /&gt;1 謀定而後動,預測未來實現未來&lt;br /&gt;2 There is plenty of room at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;3 創新思維- 不換腦袋, 將被淘汰   (這句話是一個某高級人物所說的,不是我要說這麼硬...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-113569210352019886?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/113569210352019886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=113569210352019886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/113569210352019886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/113569210352019886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2005/12/reminder-2.html' title='Reminder 2'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-113569046182569696</id><published>2005-12-27T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T21:34:21.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminder 1</title><content type='html'>2004.11.17                 by DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    我只是想表達,我上完課就會立刻像準備考試一般的心情去唸它,查筆記查原文書查參考書籍,除了不做太detail的事情...  到了考試,只要去翻翻,去回想,去記,就好了...  表面上看起來只是把讀書時間提前,其實省了很多時間.... 像這個時候你應該會說科目不同,你讀的需要怎樣怎樣準備對你才有............,嗯阿,是不同,也不保證有效,但是我覺得偶而也需要試試看不同的方式,假如真的有效節省時間,對你似乎也比較有利... 以前我們院長跟我們說,"改變慣性",你一直都這樣讀書,怎麼會知道有沒有其他更有效率的方法......對於分配時間這一點來說...你可能覺得我們這種科系才適合這樣,但是我只能說阿,我認識的幾百這科系的人中,沒有一個像我這樣,每一個人都是考前才衝,不是我們科系都這樣...也一樣....都不是這樣...我始終覺得阿,改變慣性,創新思維, 從根本面的想法去思考怎麼才是適合自己的,  思考比知識重要&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為什麼我這麼囉唆,我只是覺得每到期中考每個人都開始用功,然後去爭取分數爭取過關,這樣其實違逆了考試的本意而且最重要的一點,這樣很累阿....  提前讀的意義,並不只是提前讀... 本來想說一次打完的但是我記得msn訊息不能這麼長,分好幾次的話會讓你覺得很煩...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:明早的天氣也差不多冷...做準備吧.....這樣去睡覺, 起床會中標&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-113569046182569696?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/113569046182569696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=113569046182569696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/113569046182569696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/113569046182569696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2005/12/reminder-1.html' title='Reminder 1'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-113553065172732075</id><published>2005-12-26T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T01:10:51.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>台北的孩子病了嗎？</title><content type='html'>今天家教，什麼課也沒上，倒是花了整整兩個小時的時間跟家教學生的媽媽討論學生的學習狀況，說了好多好多，可惜沒有什麼具體的建議。該怎麼說呢，有好多可以探討的問題，但簡言之，我想這孩子缺乏發揮的空間，她的創造力被一成不變的生活抹煞了。記得，下星期帶她去樂生走一趟，讓她踏出戶外，感受不同的空間及空氣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好吧，室友已經睡了，還是不多說。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;建誠終於交保回到高雄，除了鬆一口氣外，突然有種想去狠狠揍他一拳的衝動，以彌補那天知道他被抓時的擔憂及情緒低落。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-113553065172732075?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/113553065172732075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=113553065172732075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/113553065172732075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>不知怎麼搞的，坐在桌前卻一點睡意也沒有，照理說，經過一天的折騰，應該是要很睏才對。高中的時候，我很喜歡夜晚的寧靜，往往會先睡到午夜，然後起床讀書。但嚴格說來，我也只有高三後面要聯考前才比較認真，天曉得是怎麼考的，連數學都覺得是用國中基本觀念解出來的。這是題外話。然後上了大學，熬夜可以為了聊ICQ、做閒事，或者予同學在校園散步到清晨...那個時候，難得體會到晚上的時光是多麼地沉靜美妙；最怕熬夜的時候，是大三，因為熬夜一定表示趕報告，而也只有某一科的報告會讓我趕到非熬夜不可.....記得有一次，負責的同學寫不出程式，身為組長除了等報告，最後也只好代他轉向其他同學求救，8個人的成績在我手上，要怎麼為了一個人犧牲其他？那是我大學以來第一次抄襲別人的報告，確切地說，應該是抄襲數據，於是在報告完成以後，我在桌前無聲大哭起來，久久無法停止。儘管如此，大三的月夜仍是一樣美麗，我有照片為證。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;離開311到了這裡，我想我很難再有機會一個人獨享深夜。我的新室友習慣深夜做事，然後於清晨就寢.....這讓我在睡不著時不知該如何是好，因為我找不到屬於自己一個人的空間。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而經過這些時間，我釐清了一些事情，包括對樂生，還有我的未來規劃。很懷念大一晚上一個人跑到總圖前躺在平台上望著天空的日子，思緒清楚，心理滿足。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-113458195690706901?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/113458195690706901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=113458195690706901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/113458195690706901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/113458195690706901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title='失去的夜晚'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-113073114424073186</id><published>2005-10-31T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T11:59:04.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>隨記</title><content type='html'>以前，打部落格寫札記的時候，總想著要有些特別的主題才要花點時間記錄下來，某種程度上而言，你可以說我生活散慢沒有動力，也可說是我創造力不夠，沒有寫作的天份。想起大一的那段時間，很崇拜小寶可以搭搭搭搭馬不停蹄似地敲著鍵盤，就好像腦袋裡有說不出來的話，除了行雲流水般的文章，甚至連修辭都不用構思就渾然天成。珊蒂說，我的文章有我的風格，讓他總一眼就認了出來，但這箇中樂趣，我卻怎麼都瞧不出來。珊蒂寫文章的功力也是一把罩的，除了文章，大概還有音樂跟藝術及戲劇的天份吧！相較而言，我一直以來就是什麼都霑一點，可是就什麼都不夠精通，而這樣的半瓶水才藝，卻也響不太起來，然而，我還是擁有一些別人羨慕的能力，是我最近才發現的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;星期六去樂生療養院探訪當地的痲瘋院民，與其說是院民，倒不如說是一群熱情可愛的老人家。詳細的感受我已經很難描述了，只知道在樂生的那一天，整個人飄飄然的，像在世外桃源般令人眷戀......我的心阿，還留在樂生療養院呢！我喜歡聽阿公阿嬤說著他們當年的故事，十幾來歲青春勃發的年紀卻被強行抓走被關在樂生的故事。阿嬤說，他覺得人不能拋棄過去，因為那是跟著你一輩子的回憶，你要不時地想起記起然後去感謝及反省你所愧對的人，而對他來說，最難忘記的，莫過於十七歲就被抓走而無法孝敬父母的遺憾。有時候我覺得，交換故事是公平的，所以我也哇啦哇啦的說著我的故事，阿嬤聽著就笑了，好似我們之間有了短暫的共鳴。我已放逐自己很久，在諾大的校園裡，過著沒有悸動的生活，當然，這不是說唸書不好，只是自己調適還不夠，有點被一些普世價值給淹沒了！直到在樂生走了一趟，我又重新有了心靈飛翔的感覺，一款奔放的熱情，一種殷切的關懷。這是第一次我深切覺得能把所學與現實結合，開始擁有籌碼向著理想往前邁進。我不會說我有悲天憫人的胸懷，但我能告訴你，我熱愛這塊土地，我熱愛生命.....我知道看我布落格的人很少，因為我沒有廣為宣傳，知道這裡的，都是對我而言很特別的友人。我布知道你們對我的了解有多少，但在學校看似有點活躍的我，事實上仍帶著一點點叛逆跟反骨的性格，雖不能說是反社會，但多少跟乖乖牌有一段距離.....總覺得學業跟生活，對我而言像是兩片不同的天空。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;打到這裡，想起在吉隆坡的小寶，不知道還有幾天就要啟程到印度？小寶小寶，你要記得偶爾抬頭看看天上的星星，若你看到一顆火紅的亮點，那就是火星了！在校園的每個角落，我們都可以一起分享這一片美麗的夜空，我還需要一些能量，我要加油加油！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. 黑手那卡西跟樂生院民組了一個樂生那卡西耶！12月會發片喔~~~真開心 ^___^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-113073114424073186?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/113073114424073186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=113073114424073186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/113073114424073186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/113073114424073186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='隨記'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-112771721413448531</id><published>2005-09-26T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T14:48:31.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我們經歷過幸福</title><content type='html'>我們經歷過幸福，因為我們曾經來到這裡。公主先進來，住了半年換我進來，住了半年換阿花進來，阿花住了三年才來了小雞和怡君。我們的緣份比地鐵裡錯身而過的人們多一點，比宴會中同桌共食的人們多一點，也比教室裡同班上課的人們多一點。我們從四面八方搭火車轉地鐵來到這裡，在女九餐廳吃了上大學的第一頓午餐，在偌大的校園裡尋找共同教室、普通大樓與新生大&lt;br /&gt;樓。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們經歷過幸福，因為我們曾經停在這裡。我呼吸的聲音妳聽見，妳哭泣的時候我看見，我坐在妳床上聽音樂，妳窩在我的角落看鬼片。我們騎單車去小公園吃悠閒早餐，肩併肩坐在課堂上同聲讚賞小助教，手牽手逛遍週邊各大夜市，膝碰膝在豪華總圖前談天說地。我們有吃過燕巢來的芭樂，台中來的大甲奶油酥餅，台南來的蜜餞，馬來西亞來的客家粽子，還有我家來的乳酪蛋糕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每次小雞說「唔，我想蹺課」的時候，一定會有人大聲附喝讚成；每次阿花買了新衣又暗自懺悔的時候，一定會有人說「穿起來很讚啊」；每次有重要場合讓我煩心衣著的時候，一定會有人從她的衣櫃挖出行頭替我扮裝；每當公主和情人吵架的時候，一定會有人勸她休夫；每當怡君說夢話的時候，一定會有人邊聽邊搖頭笑著。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我有的時候覺得，其他舍胞一定會覺得我們很討厭，因為我們總是很吵鬧。別間寢室是派員代表出席舍員大會，我們全員出席不說，還旁若無人的笑鬧；晚上讀書打逼的時候，也三不五時會出現冷爆氣氛的冷笑話，直到隔壁寢的樓友來提醒我們已是子時別妨礙安寧。我們的房間離大門口很近，離樓梯口很遠，所以我們老在大門口向著房間大喊誰誰誰的名字，或是出門忘東忘西的時候要室友把排球、安全帽、雨傘或錢包從窗戶丟下來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們經歷過幸福，即使我們即將離開這裡。我們會記得我和公主在三十歲那年會開一家叫做「結婚典禮」的店，不管到時候妳們是不是達官貴人政商名流，不管是不是美豔動人身價千萬，妳們都要來剪綵，來領那張「MIP」卡（the most important person），也不管到時候那間店賣什麼（就算是賣輪胎做汽車修護），都要記得我們要穿婚紗相見，然後我會驕傲地四處炫耀：「你看你看，那些穿著婚紗美到不行的人兒們，都是我大學時代的室友！」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們經歷過幸福，因為妳的故事我的故事拼湊出我們的故事，正如那晚在師大夜市買的拼圖，我們同心聯手接力完成，留著我們的指紋，記錄著我們經歷過的幸福。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很久很久以後，在女八拆掉以後，我們還會記得，這一同經歷過的幸福。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;所以，我們笑著道別。有一天，我們再笑著見面，細數分別的日子以來我們又經歷過了哪些幸福。&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                 by  小寶&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-112771721413448531?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/112771721413448531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=112771721413448531' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/112771721413448531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/112771721413448531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post_26.html' title='我們經歷過幸福'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-112746772491140662</id><published>2005-09-23T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T17:32:29.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>生命的感動</title><content type='html'>開學以來，一直沒有重拾學生生活的悸動，覺得生活多了許多現實的壓力，同時也少了很多生命的元素。有時候會覺得很難過，因為自己失去了為生活中細瑣事物感動的能力，以前春天宿舍草地上開出的第一朵小花能帶來一天的活力，即便是在捷運上看到讓位的好心人都是喜悅的開端，而現在呢，我已經不會再翹課去醉月湖沉澱感受大自然及生命的律動，因為我知道要學著放掉一些事情，然後把自己推向另一種企盼。這是新與舊的矛盾。面對過去與現在到未來，我經歷過許多課題，包括家庭、宿舍生活、學習步調的改變、人際關係調整，以及領導的訓練等等，總迫使我在毫無預警下完成了許多不曾預期的決定。很多時候，會覺得總是靠自己意念這樣走過，雖遇過形形色色的人討論過形形色色的話題，但最終仍是得回歸自己。我是個容易受別人正面影響的人，這話或許說的大言不慚，然而，在某些層面確實是這樣的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天，我遇見生活中的溫暖向我招手，這個溫暖是需要、是過人的毅力與勇氣以及無畏的精神。下午第二節是普通物理學的第二次上課，上一堂課有個腦性麻痺的學生曾引起我的注意，因為我知道我們系有收腦性麻痺的學生，又這門課是開給我們系跟牙醫的，致使我ㄧ度考慮要不要上前跟他打個招呼，問一下是不是學弟。今天上到接近下課的時候，才見他匆匆走進教室，這時老師話講一半突然打住，跟我們解釋說：「他是公衛系的學生，由於腦性麻痺，所上課抄筆記可能會比較吃力，我們班上好像沒有其他公衛系的學生....」，聽到這裡，我下意識地舉手，然後對老師笑了笑，老師跟我確定之後，就由我借他上課筆記幫助他跟上進度。下課後，我過去找他，得知他是今年入學的小大一。他的腦性麻痺程度比我們班上及上一屆的學長來的嚴重許多，收東西跟走路都是很大的問題。自我介紹以後，他告訴我他出了車禍，我一看，他手肘跟膝蓋嚴重擦傷，血都流下來了！於是我陪他到了保健室，一路上跟他閒聊，雖然他說話很吃力，有時候我也聽不清楚，但終究是弄懂一些事情.......他說上課前突然肚子痛，所以就遲到了，然後他趕著上課就「飆」過來，所以出了車禍。聊到未來，他說他想走衛政醫管領域，因為媽媽希望他考公務人員或擔任公職，說在醫院向他一樣的案例很多，比較不會被歧視，且較為人所接納....這是我難得接不上話的時刻，想要說些什麼，卻又被事實狠狠綁住。對我而言，他並沒有什麼奇怪的地方，只不過被困在不能靈活走動的軀殼裡，但思想仍是自由的。進了保健室詳細一問才知道，他不是坐在腳踏車(三輪)上出車禍的，而是下車後被撞倒，也難怪傷的這麼嚴重了！護士阿姨是個親切的大姐姐，交代我星期一要再帶他回去複檢，所以我跟學弟約了時間，屆時在保健室等他。目送他騎車離去的背影，想到他在宿舍沒人照顧就有點擔心，原本想幫他清洗衣服上的血跡，他跟我說不用，所以我也沒有交代他星期一要帶衣服，因為血跡如果不快點洗就很難洗的掉了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走回寢室的路上，雖然左手拿課本因為時間過長已經拿到在發抖，心卻覺得很輕盈，很開心能夠認識大一的學弟，在他身上，我看見生命的另一種色彩，這個顏色是很明亮的，而且我相信，這個明亮的顏色，能夠進一步照亮別人；我，就是個例子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. 阿....這樣我上物理課就要更認真了 &gt;"&lt; ，除了老師，我沒人可以問呀！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-112746772491140662?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/112746772491140662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=112746772491140662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/112746772491140662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/112746772491140662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='生命的感動'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-112347294082586924</id><published>2005-08-08T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T11:51:26.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's plenty of room at the bottom !</title><content type='html'>學期名次出來了，我大大地退步了五個人次。剛打電話告訴母親這個消息，她的反應讓我感到沮喪。嚴格說起來有很多事情是可以檢討的，我試著列出幾個理由：&lt;br /&gt;1. 三上太忙，三下想要稍為放鬆一點。&lt;br /&gt;2. 三下忙系學會，我自己幫組員攤了很多工作，想減輕他們的負擔。&lt;br /&gt;3. 修了總區分子生物，共考四次，一次考7個chapter，四次平均不調分。這門四學分的課我最終&lt;br /&gt;     只拿到83，狠狠地將我平均下拉。&lt;br /&gt;但充其量這些不過是藉口，明知道是自己不夠用心，確實，三下我是想要稍為放鬆一些，投入心力經營系學會的活動，所以能由我幫忙分擔的工作我都主動參與，再加上同時要復興校友會，一連接了大學之旅跟杜鵑花節的高中學妹參訪，零零總總加起來，三下這半年實在是「公務繁忙」。But they tured out to be great success. 至於分子生物學，成績下拉是個事實，但背後的原因仍在於自己不夠用心，但有這樣的結果我心甘情願地接受，天哪，這可是門好課啊！我上的很過癮XD，也見識到不同老師各式的考試風格，尤其，醫學院跟總區的思維真的不一樣，有機會能夠親身體驗，感覺真的很棒！大學成績好壞，個人覺得決定因素不完全在於修課輕鬆與否，有能力願意投入的人，無論課程負擔多重，只要決定去做，便能展現亮眼的學習成果，即使成績不如預期，也不代表沒有學到東西。很高興我下來了，like what DC reminded me, "there's plenty of room at the bottom! " 我應該要懂得實行 :)。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-112347294082586924?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/112347294082586924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=112347294082586924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/112347294082586924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/112347294082586924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2005/08/theres-plenty-of-room-at-bottom.html' title='There&apos;s plenty of room at the bottom !'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-112006379072677628</id><published>2005-06-29T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T00:49:50.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>有朋自遠方來，不亦樂乎?</title><content type='html'>今天遇到亦婷，是我國小的死黨，還記得，是因為一起相約游泳發現彼此都喜歡吃餛飩而變成至交的。然後我問起蔡老師的近況，聽說還不錯，至於藍老師則已經辦理退休。藍老師？嗯....就是那個上課老是噴口水在我桌上的傢伙吧！記得每個週末，我們都會拿到一張寫滿100個成語填空的作業回家，每一個亭亭美善的文字，都是老師用小楷一個一個寫出來的，然後依照主題分類，如果這次主題叫做植物，那要填入的字就都會是植物，例如，「」「」長青，空格中就要寫下松與柏兩個字。這時，亦婷眼睛一瞇，突然對著我發起牢騷來：「後，講到他上課，他國文都用自己的解釋亂教啦！！害我觀念不對，上大學才知道錯的亂七八糟！還記得他說什麼有朋自遠方來不亦樂乎阿，他竟然解釋說，有朋友從很遠的地方來，因為要請他吃飯，所以不高興，真是的，害我都亂學~~~~」「啊？他有這樣教過我們嗎...@@」.....看她說的如此斬釘截鐵，我也找好笑著搔搔頭，「好吧，大概是我小時候太呆了，都沒發現有問題」「好啦好啦，我要去修進階英語了，掰喔！」望著她離去的身影，我臉上終於露出憋了很久哭笑不得的神情，天啊，國小就是這麼過的嗎？...太快樂了，全校就我們可以數學課打桌球，跟老師尬球技，還有每個星期六的謎語挑戰，好多好多回想不完的回憶呀.......呵，妳終究是記住老師所交給我們的了*笑*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有朋自遠方來，不亦樂乎。親愛的亦婷，妳知道它正確的解釋嗎？在孔孟的儒學當中，這句話的意思，所謂遠方，講的是有相同興趣或志向的知音難覓，就像是從遠方歷經千辛萬苦來到你面前一般；而既然能夠遇到難得的知己，當然該高興啦，所以不亦樂乎。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們共享的回憶，讓我們成為一輩子的朋友，情同手足。相識14年，佔了21年歲月中的67%，隨著時間的推進，這比例將會越來越重。期待下次的同學會，大概，會要等到大家成家立業了吧 :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-112006379072677628?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/112006379072677628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=112006379072677628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/112006379072677628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/112006379072677628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title='有朋自遠方來，不亦樂乎?'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-111897263857700455</id><published>2005-06-18T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T09:48:37.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re:Dear professor, we've met !</title><content type='html'>" Dear Jane ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a pleasant surprise it is to hear from you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, I have been thinking of you, and the other four marvelous NTU students whom we chatted last Friday. I have been sharing that experiences with many friends and colleagues. In other words, I have been thinking of you as well. The reason is simple, You five are unique and lovable. You have been exempted of the negative attitudes that have obsessed many of our college students. This is because you have learned to appreciate what life is. I like they comments of Steve Sandvoss in "Latter Days", too. Life in diverse. True happy life is the combination of many variables, which we have to devote ourselves to learn and practice. You are already on the right path of performing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I talked to you, I found your English fluent and pronunciation accurate. Keep plugging. Attend all classes to learn, more or less. And always talk to the professors, from whom you can learn to the maximum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to write to me so as to share with me your academic success. Life can be much happier with more dots to be dotted in due perspective."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chen-ching Li, Ph.D.Dean,&lt;br /&gt;College of Humanities and Social Sciences&lt;br /&gt;Shih Hsin University, Taipei/TAIWAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-111897263857700455?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/111897263857700455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=111897263857700455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/111897263857700455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/111897263857700455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2005/06/redear-professor-weve-met.html' title='Re:Dear professor, we&apos;ve met !'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-111896973268290897</id><published>2005-06-17T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T09:45:12.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear professor, we've met !</title><content type='html'>2005/4/26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Dear Professor :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you ? I'm not pretty sure if you still remember me, but we've met last Friday on a meeting held for the General Knowledge Courses in NTU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should have been studying for the exam at the moment, but thinking maybe I could writing you an E-mail, since I've thought about it for days *smile*. Having someone to share with my life and personal perspectives is always a bliss to me . I may be like a chatterbox from the outside, however I kindda like to immerse myself in writinting something, 'cause the most enchanted lies in the time spent for one to be "with" him/her-self , not just time" on his/her own." And that's also one of the Philosophy for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni. is indeed a whole new start, and I've been learning from the ups and downs a lot. Tracing back to the freshman year, and then the sophomore, till now I'm already in my junior year which soon will be followed by the senior year in less than half an year. Each semester I usually set some goals... such as listening to the inner voice , getting myself fixed in the position for being a Uni student....goals for getting beyond myself, and never acting just to beat others. Everything seems to make quite much sense , no matter I'd been "wondering " for the first year till I realized what I've got when I got elder. But at this semester, life's like being cut into pieces which disperse everywhere at each time point , however, I just can't explain the reason why they ever existed . Having had watched a movie recently, and the quots really pondered me over some new understandings......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Do you ever read the Sunday comics...the comic page ? When I was a little kid, I use to put my face right up to them, ya know, and I was just amazed, it was just these massive dots. I think life is like that sometimes. But, I like to think that from God's perspective, life, everything, even this...makes sense. It's not just dots. Instead, we're all, we're all connected, and it's beautiful and it's funny, and it's good. From this close, we can't expect it to make sense right now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- Steve Sandvoss in "Latter Days"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe all these dots would make sense, though I don't know what it is from this close. Well, sooner or later, I'm gonna find it out .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting that having a cup of coffee with one of the the most familiar teachers I know for several times , I finally got what he's always talking about...."keep complaining! " Usually we sit dowm and have a cup of coffee, and for the rest of the time, we just complain to each other about what's happening around us. Good way to think life through as I always cherish these comfortable moments. And that's also where I construct new motivations so I can proceed without hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the end of this letter, I must say thank you for reading the "complaint ." Having you to share must be a gift from God. Though I don't have any religion , however, I mean it from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll stop here, and again, thank you and hope you don't mind receiving my E-mails from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours sincerely ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-111896973268290897?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/111896973268290897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=111896973268290897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/111896973268290897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/111896973268290897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2005/06/dear-professor-weve-met.html' title='Dear professor, we&apos;ve met !'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-111893209545797320</id><published>2005-06-17T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T22:28:15.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No start is good start !</title><content type='html'>I say this because usually I classify starts as " good starts" and " bad starts." However, I'm currently ruling this out. The reason is simple, good starts require good moments  but I don't want to wait for the "perfect moment"  to get a good start all the time, what's so good about it if it's never gonna happen ? So I decided it won't be too bad an idea to make a start with counting the prime numbers from 1,2,3,5.....and see how far I can get and I clear my mind and then figure out what each start should be like so I can follow the start and put eveything in the right position. "I think prime numbers are like life. They are very logical but you could never work out the rules, even if you spent all your time thinking about them." So what I do now is simply put everything into action, leaving all the right and wrongs and I shall get to the point of what the bloody mess I'm trying to solve...well, sooner or later I'll know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-111893209545797320?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/111893209545797320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=111893209545797320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/111893209545797320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/111893209545797320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2005/06/no-start-is-good-start.html' title='No start is good start !'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12892544.post-111894116179272668</id><published>2005-06-17T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T00:59:21.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven ruled by reason</title><content type='html'>" To believe in paradise is easy  but imagining it is not. Poets and prophets have had to show us the way. Buddha proffered enlightement, an existence without suffering. The Vikings dreamed up Valhalla, a hall of dead heros battling by day and feasting by night for eternity. Dante famously described a heaven ruled by reason, while the writer Jorge Luis Borges confided, " I have always imagined that paradise will be a kind of library." The list goes on, with each paradise based on different conceptions of God, reality, salvation and delight. How to disentangle a concept that is so personal and at the same time so universal? The memory of your first kiss, a sip of coconut milk on an infernal summer afternoon, the grasping hand of your newborn child : these are moments we all would have stretched to eternity. As the stories in this fifth edition of Time's annual Asian Journey issue demonstrate, the continent is home to patches of ealy paradise, signposts to a fulfilling afterlife, remnants of a world we have lost. There are not mere destinations. Paradise can be an ideal, a state of being, a discovery - a candle lit in the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nirvana, as its core, is nonphysical. Perhaps the closest we can ever get to touching paradise is to reach for it. Something deeply ingrained in mankind drives us to that quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say anything more would be a stretch, anything less, inhuman. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     - by Sho Spaeth , Time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12892544-111894116179272668?l=bluelotus4120.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/feeds/111894116179272668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12892544&amp;postID=111894116179272668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/111894116179272668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12892544/posts/default/111894116179272668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluelotus4120.blogspot.com/2005/06/heaven-ruled-by-reason.html' title='Heaven ruled by reason'/><author><name>BlueLotus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14597924108652411011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
