<?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-8424010</id><updated>2011-07-01T06:51:40.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sound of Silence</title><subtitle type='html'>where our ATGCs and Experiences Intersect...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-113708362173297354</id><published>2006-01-13T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T16:20:30.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on AIR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/320/banner.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, CookieT's sound&lt;br /&gt;wave radiated in a new form -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;electromagnetic wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On January 4th, CookieT was on air&lt;br /&gt;during a 30 min program,  the DJ was&lt;br /&gt;Helen at Police Radio Station(PRS).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(more pictures in full article)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival at the PRS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/Y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/320/Y.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerome and CookieT decided that "Cuties"&lt;br /&gt;would be the theme of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the lobby of PRS-Hsinchu ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/salute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/320/salute.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you just have to show your respect&lt;br /&gt;explicitly, rather than hiding it in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.prs.gov.tw/prsenglish/index.htm"&gt;PRS&lt;/a&gt;, in Taiwan, plays the role of a lighthouse&lt;br /&gt;for every driver on the country roads and on&lt;br /&gt;the highway. PRS broadcasts realtime traffic news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going to the broadcasting room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/hallway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/320/hallway.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hope I won't get cold feet at the opening..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I have to tell the public what's the alternative &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; service all about."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"And of course, beware of making a spectacle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; of myself, coz' the program goes live~~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the show begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/bcasting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/320/bcasting.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about the duties in Public Health&lt;br /&gt;Bureau, what we do off work and our plan after&lt;br /&gt;the fulfillment of our service term. CookieT&lt;br /&gt;really likes the way Helen conducted the&lt;br /&gt;interview... it was smooth and easy. She was&lt;br /&gt;also easy-going during the commercial time.&lt;br /&gt;Being on air wasn't that hard any more ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only &lt;/span&gt;when it's happy.&lt;br /&gt;Cuties and the beautiful DJ, Helen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/End.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/320/End.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going on air was quite an memorable experience.&lt;br /&gt;I see why Helen is an awarded DJ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt; Thanks to Jerome for being my one-day&lt;br /&gt;photographer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;I've landed safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The End~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-113708362173297354?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/113708362173297354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=113708362173297354' title='73 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/113708362173297354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/113708362173297354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2006/01/on-air.html' title='on AIR!'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>73</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-113708173735162649</id><published>2006-01-12T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T00:02:17.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NewBie on Wheels</title><content type='html'>This guy works for the government now,&lt;br /&gt;He knows no fear,&lt;br /&gt;He knows no danger,&lt;br /&gt;He knows nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has never been on a motorcycle,&lt;br /&gt;He has no experience,&lt;br /&gt;He has no license,&lt;br /&gt;But he's so excited about flying solo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/Set11_02.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/320/Set11_02.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to strict limitations, I can only reveal this&lt;br /&gt;much through the picture...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-113708173735162649?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/113708173735162649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=113708173735162649' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/113708173735162649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/113708173735162649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2006/01/newbie-on-wheels.html' title='NewBie on Wheels'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-113707721644093463</id><published>2006-01-12T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T22:47:45.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cozy Mornings</title><content type='html'>Good morning, Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;This will mark one of the starts of my&lt;br /&gt;trying to keep a jounal on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;I have been quite lazy updating it for&lt;br /&gt;quite a while..(again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The easiet way to inform all of you with what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I've seen these days is through the lens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Good pictures are worth a thousand words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;As for my photos, they're just intended to save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;me from elaborating on my trivial life:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A morning with sunshines on my desktop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/Treo_010306_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/320/Treo_010306_005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later, sunshine spilt over the desktop again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/Treo_011106_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/320/Treo_011106_001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(End of Article)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-113707721644093463?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/113707721644093463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=113707721644093463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/113707721644093463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/113707721644093463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2006/01/cozy-mornings.html' title='Cozy Mornings'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-113655645478170463</id><published>2006-01-06T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T04:16:35.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do You See in the Picture?</title><content type='html'>Several days ago we got a box of potatoes, it was delicious and tasty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;It's hard to stop eating until we saw our motherland Taiwan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/Treo_010406_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/320/Treo_010406_005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-113655645478170463?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/113655645478170463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=113655645478170463' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/113655645478170463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/113655645478170463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-do-you-see-in-picture.html' title='What Do You See in the Picture?'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-113505144480265804</id><published>2005-12-20T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T12:04:35.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Post From Treonaut</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I've landed on the "wireless" planet!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;From now on, mobility is unlimited;-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-113505144480265804?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/113505144480265804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=113505144480265804' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/113505144480265804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/113505144480265804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/12/post-from-treonaut.html' title='A Post From Treonaut'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-113396100625961062</id><published>2005-12-07T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T00:11:11.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~衛生局健康操比賽~</title><content type='html'>早在幾週之前，比賽當天要請假無法比賽的風聲&lt;br /&gt;開始在課室間蔓延...&lt;br /&gt;結果今天衛生局六隊快要變成請假來參賽了&lt;br /&gt;(從早上練到下午...幾乎沒在辦公 = +)&lt;br /&gt;所有人都好有活力蹦蹦跳跳，完全一反平日窩在辦公室&lt;br /&gt;的處子之靜，以脫兔之姿在舞台展現風采！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這個比賽的由來是因為平日十點跟下午兩點約半個小時&lt;br /&gt;只要大家有空，都可以到中庭隨著音樂舞動身體&lt;br /&gt;局長鑑於大家認真練習&lt;br /&gt;（我們替代役懷疑是因為平常都沒去跳要逼咱參加）&lt;br /&gt;提議辦一個健康操比賽&lt;br /&gt;昨天晚上趕緊抱佛腳苦練一個小時&lt;br /&gt;今天上陣大家都超嗨的&lt;br /&gt;沒想到衛生局也有如此活力的一面&lt;br /&gt;希望以後天都能有如此高昂的士氣:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/post_head.mod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/320/post_head.mod.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以下為此次大賽的各參賽隊伍：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;彩球活力奔放之&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;嘰哩呱啦隊&lt;/span&gt;（上班也會嘰哩呱啦聊到翻?? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;聖誕快樂之&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;0066隊&lt;/span&gt;（聖誕禮物會哩哩落落不見嗎）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/320/0066.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;綠光超有活力之&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;健康飛揚隊&lt;/span&gt;（沒想到飛騰的羚羊也可以組隊參賽）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;聯合國&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;奇奇隊&lt;/span&gt;（萬紅叢中一點藍，舞蹈萬人一心）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;客家風情&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;辣媽隊&lt;/span&gt;（辣媽們舞蹈實在精實）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恐舞有利之&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;猛男隊&lt;/span&gt;（&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;奶爸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;副局長背著輸贏都要給獎金的壓力）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-113396100625961062?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/113396100625961062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=113396100625961062' title='67 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/113396100625961062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/113396100625961062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post_07.html' title='~衛生局健康操比賽~'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>67</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-113282403941456485</id><published>2005-11-24T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T17:11:33.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt; 替代役之歌 &gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www2.ee.ntu.edu.tw/%7Eb9901088/ext/built_new_world.asx"&gt;MV下載&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在衛生局的健康操課室比賽迫在眉睫，&lt;br /&gt;辦公室內外都可以發現同事間的舞步教學&lt;br /&gt;『前點點...後點點...踏～勾！』&lt;br /&gt;不禁讓我想到在成功嶺新訓時&lt;br /&gt;替代役之歌比賽前的情景...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;比賽在新訓的第三週。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一週大家都還在適應，長官下馬威&lt;br /&gt;恍惚的恍惚...被罵的被罵...受驚的受驚...&lt;br /&gt;數秒的數秒...（一小時太。漫。長。）&lt;br /&gt;自由像剝洋蔥般被一層層削去&lt;br /&gt;我們的心中也淌著剝洋蔥的淚水&lt;br /&gt;有女友的想女友，沒女友的想家人&lt;br /&gt;『立正站好，抬頭挺胸，五指伸直併攏貼緊褲縫&lt;br /&gt;兩膝夾僅兩腿打直，頭要正，頸要直，口要閉！&lt;br /&gt;兩眼凝神向前平視...&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;還瞄啊！再瞄你們就&lt;br /&gt;倒大楣啦！！』&lt;br /&gt;外在環境雖然緊繃&lt;br /&gt;可是我們大家似乎都領悟到了自由的最後一塊聖地&lt;br /&gt;就是『回憶』&lt;br /&gt;昔日的快樂時光成了我們最重要的資產&lt;br /&gt;我們不能亂動，不能亂瞄，不能出聲&lt;br /&gt;可是沒有人可以阻擋我們的胡思亂想！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哈哈，現在看來那時候真的只是個育樂營&lt;br /&gt;可是一群頂著奇異果小毛頭的新訓生&lt;br /&gt;當下培養出特別的同盟感情&lt;br /&gt;雖然彼此素昧平生&lt;br /&gt;可是現在你的敵人就是我的敵人&lt;br /&gt;我的無奈也是你的無奈&lt;br /&gt;我的不爽你能明瞭&lt;br /&gt;你的鬱卒我能體會&lt;br /&gt;我的床頭就是你的床尾&lt;br /&gt;我是你的鄰兵你也只好做我的鄰兵&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雖然一天就像一年一樣漫長&lt;br /&gt;但是造物主總是公平的&lt;br /&gt;我們並沒有因此賺到任何時間&lt;br /&gt;替代役之歌的編舞與排練眼看就要沒時間了！&lt;br /&gt;每個中隊還需要自己用力唱！&lt;br /&gt;之後把握每次中午和就寢前的空檔，我們從生澀的&lt;br /&gt;動作，無力的歌聲，一遍又一遍地把這首歌唱到爛！&lt;br /&gt;這個時候長官也難得會跟我們打成一片～&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第三週很快就到了。&lt;br /&gt;比賽結束，新訓也只剩下十幾天。&lt;br /&gt;這時我們才發現原來&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;歌詞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;已經成了烙印的記憶&lt;br /&gt;一直到現在來到PHB&lt;br /&gt;有時候還會模仿成功嶺，早上起床放這首歌呢&lt;br /&gt;因為那是我們的回憶&lt;br /&gt;一塊新拓展的聖地！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-113282403941456485?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/113282403941456485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=113282403941456485' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/113282403941456485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/113282403941456485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/11/mv.html' title='&lt; 替代役之歌 &gt;'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-113164175305098505</id><published>2005-11-11T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T01:02:07.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>今夜美食</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/map.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/320/map.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;洋肉炒麵！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚上室友小光帶菜餅跟小資到&lt;br /&gt;新竹市區一條巷子中一家羊肉炒麵店&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在這之前我和小資先去理頭髮&lt;br /&gt;理髮前我們兩都已經肚子餓了&lt;br /&gt;到快要七點我們終於會合&lt;br /&gt;這個時後我可以確定我已經血糖不足啦&lt;br /&gt;因為給小資用機車載，我在後座差點睡著@@&lt;br /&gt;小光迅速地在高朋滿座的餐桌間找到一桌空檔&lt;br /&gt;點完菜來的第一道是羊肉湯&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夾一塊品嚐，真是太Q太有嚼勁了!!!&lt;br /&gt;熱湯喝一口，羊肉味搭配薑絲，實在舒暢～&lt;br /&gt;再來是羊肉炒麵，麵條軟硬適中，羊肉配著&lt;br /&gt;沙茶醬讓味蕾充分滿足&lt;br /&gt;最後還有一盤炒羊肉配青菜。青菜汁多鮮美&lt;br /&gt;羊肉照樣是好吃到『讚不絕口』&lt;br /&gt;(這並非形容詞而是實況，小光說我一副美食家一樣&lt;br /&gt;邊吃邊發表高論:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大伙吃完晚餐後，又殺到有名的阿忠冰，我們三個&lt;br /&gt;各買了個綜合冰，到附近的公園護城河畔在夜空下&lt;br /&gt;滿足的吃冰閒聊，實在是無敵悠閒～很愉快^o^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-113164175305098505?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/113164175305098505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=113164175305098505' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/113164175305098505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/113164175305098505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_11.html' title='今夜美食'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-113143914863092737</id><published>2005-11-08T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T17:07:09.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>受訓結束</title><content type='html'>其實一個月前成功嶺的基礎軍事訓練&lt;br /&gt;跟兩週的專業訓練已經結束，&lt;br /&gt;在新竹縣衛生局當准公務員滿一個月了&lt;br /&gt;現在生活慢慢上軌道&lt;br /&gt;也逐漸找到自己的步調&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有忙碌的一天&lt;br /&gt;有清閒的一天&lt;br /&gt;有超down的一天&lt;br /&gt;有很high的一天&lt;br /&gt;只是我好懶阿  拖了一個月才來這兒動筆&lt;br /&gt;其實很有可能繼續偷懶&lt;br /&gt;只是最近看到遠在荷蘭的&lt;a href="http://deyugo.blogspot.com/" target="blank"&gt;Yugo&lt;/a&gt;日誌愈寫愈精彩&lt;br /&gt;我也想起而效尤&lt;br /&gt;所以就在快下班時偷偷寫了這篇&lt;br /&gt;目前規劃『菜餅成功事件簿』系列&lt;br /&gt;希望一週至少能一篇囉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-113143914863092737?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/113143914863092737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=113143914863092737' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/113143914863092737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/113143914863092737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_08.html' title='受訓結束'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-112369984980614099</id><published>2005-08-11T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T02:50:49.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>七夕入伍</title><content type='html'>這個暑假有很多美麗的事情&lt;br /&gt;沒能在這好好記錄&lt;br /&gt;我會等下次放假  一個月內&lt;br /&gt;再來這跟大家見面&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;情人節 愛江山 不愛美人&lt;br /&gt;各位同胞們  我去成功嶺了&lt;br /&gt;祝大家生活充滿驚喜&lt;br /&gt;然後是世界和平～&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-112369984980614099?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/112369984980614099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=112369984980614099' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/112369984980614099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/112369984980614099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title='七夕入伍'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-112122492113598622</id><published>2005-07-13T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T15:32:44.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smaller than Ever! Ipod (hehe)</title><content type='html'>The trend of today's gadget: more compact,&lt;br /&gt;lighter and cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPod gave us&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the solution. They also gave us&lt;br /&gt;loads of accessories to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buy &lt;/span&gt;our money. Such as&lt;br /&gt;adapter for memory cards, radio module, flash&lt;br /&gt;light module, iPod skin, iPod socks...etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accessories, by definition, should be supplementary parts.&lt;br /&gt;However, they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can &lt;/span&gt;be your MAIN burden.&lt;br /&gt;See the teaser in full article...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Warning: you might want to turn down the speaker's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  volume if at work:p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;object classid="CLSID:6BF52A52-394A-11d3-B153-00C04F79FAA6" codebase="http://www.microsoft.com/ntserver/netshow/download/en/nsmp2inf.cab#Version=5,1,51,415" id="msplayer" type="application/x-oleobject" standby="Loading Microsoft Media Player components..." name="msplayer"&gt;&lt;param name="AnimationAtStart" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="ShowStatusBar" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="ShowTracker" value="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www2.ee.ntu.edu.tw/%7Eb9901088/ext/ipod_flea.wmv" type="video/x-ms-wmv" autostart="1" autosize="0" animationatstart="1" clicktoplay="1" enablecontextmenu="0" enablepositioncontrols="1" enablefullscreencontrols="1" showcontrols="0" showaudiocontrols="1" showdisplay="0" showgotobar="0" showpositioncontrols="1" showstatusbar="1" showtracker="1" height="240" width="320"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-112122492113598622?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/112122492113598622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=112122492113598622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/112122492113598622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/112122492113598622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/07/smaller-than-ever-ipod-hehe.html' title='Smaller than Ever! Ipod (hehe)'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-111756135510391001</id><published>2005-06-01T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T17:10:24.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Completing the Circle</title><content type='html'>I draw circles throughout my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/1024/circle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/320/circle1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;circle of college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in the kindergarten,&lt;br /&gt; circles wasn't so much like circles.&lt;br /&gt; In fact the lines were shaky,&lt;br /&gt; my hands were small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now as I've grown up,&lt;br /&gt;  circles are not necessarily drawn by hands, solely.&lt;br /&gt;  They could be drawn by minds and imagination.&lt;br /&gt;Through deeds and acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In college, I drew circles when writing&lt;br /&gt;the 'zero' for the temperature of absolute zero.&lt;br /&gt;I got circles  from the score 40 in the exam of English&lt;br /&gt;Contemporary Plays. Still pingpong balls were&lt;br /&gt;flying circles as one of my college hobbies.&lt;br /&gt;These circles, however, are of smaller dimensions.&lt;br /&gt;My college life itself is a circle to be drawn. In each&lt;br /&gt;stage - freshman, 'suffer'more, junior, senior - I left&lt;br /&gt;the trace of my life behind. Each color segment&lt;br /&gt;shows the state of mind or what I was doing then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mathematically,) A circle has 360 degrees. Today&lt;br /&gt;I reached 357.6328767123.... soon my college circle&lt;br /&gt;will be completed.&lt;br /&gt;Will it be colorful? Does it matter?&lt;br /&gt;As long as I'm not out of ink, I will keep on drawing&lt;br /&gt;plenty of circles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-111756135510391001?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/111756135510391001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=111756135510391001' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/111756135510391001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/111756135510391001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/06/completing-circle.html' title='Completing the Circle'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-111647526658420602</id><published>2005-05-19T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T12:04:12.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>第一次看首映 星戰第三部曲</title><content type='html'>昨天下午跟星戰迷表弟約在美麗華&lt;br /&gt;排隊拿著很漂亮的首映票 -&lt;br /&gt;那種換個角度看會有不同圖案的冬冬&lt;br /&gt;一邊是安納金俊俏臉龐，另一邊是投靠&lt;br /&gt;黑暗帶上冷酷黑面具的維德大帝。&lt;br /&gt;前後排隊的影迷也都說這種票做得似乎&lt;br /&gt;可以當滑鼠墊 @@ 就像一張厚紙卡片&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以前從沒想看什麼首映，超級星戰迷表弟&lt;br /&gt;這次利用家裡買家俱在美麗華刷卡超過一萬&lt;br /&gt;的機會拿到首映票，幸運地俺也能湊熱鬧&lt;br /&gt;排隊並不會無聊，因為前後左右也都是同好&lt;br /&gt;很容易開啟話匣子，天南地北閒聊一番&lt;br /&gt;時間不知不覺就到了晚場開演時間了～&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;內容...開頭有星戰...然後...(保密)...一道雷射&lt;br /&gt;(保密)...(保密)...(保密)...嗯，然後就是結局。&lt;br /&gt;在華納影城的音效真是不錯，影像的特效&lt;br /&gt;加上環繞音響真的很有立體感&lt;br /&gt;(有幾幕飛艇出現的感覺是從我的右後方飛入&lt;br /&gt;視野，而不是一般突兀地從畫面中出現)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;預告片裡面中"a Hero will fall"說的太好了&lt;br /&gt;他為愛而傾心(fall for love, as in falling in love)&lt;br /&gt;也為愛而沉淪(fall for love, as in falling down)&lt;br /&gt;原來維德大帝的黑暗力量並不是只有冷酷&lt;br /&gt;而是有愛的催化 (-_+ 這番體悟會不會白爛了點)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-111647526658420602?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/111647526658420602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=111647526658420602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;在台北體育館見識了國標舞的國際邀請賽&lt;br /&gt;在台北101看到E=mc^2的愛因斯坦百週年紀念&lt;br /&gt;在墾丁享受了熱帶般的假期與南洋的美麗海灘&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;考完期中考&lt;br /&gt;做了幾份報告&lt;br /&gt;也有幾份報告遲交&lt;br /&gt;接下來還有更多報告&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在三重高中打大電盃桌球&lt;br /&gt;在台大體育館打台大盃桌球&lt;br /&gt;下禮拜不知在哪打北區南友杯桌球&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;電影『&lt;a href="http://movie.starblvd.net/cgi-bin/movie/euccns?/film/2005/NobodyKnows/NobodyKnows.html"&gt;無人知曉的夏日清晨&lt;/a&gt;』和『&lt;a href="http://tw.movie.yahoo.com/mstory.html?t=movie&amp;amp;id=1157"&gt;就是不親嘴&lt;/a&gt;』&lt;br /&gt;夏日清晨中有無人知曉的感人小朋友故事&lt;br /&gt;就是不親嘴中有不親嘴的可愛與俏皮&lt;br /&gt;接下來我還想看更多台大電影節&lt;br /&gt;喔耶下禮拜要看星際大戰首演&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活輕鬆如流水&lt;br /&gt;先行筆至此&lt;br /&gt;流水帳:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-111610123701366729?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/111610123701366729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=111610123701366729' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/111610123701366729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/111610123701366729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post.html' title='一個月'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-111295257237657520</id><published>2005-04-08T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T17:29:32.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Azalea in NTU</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/ntu_albumcover.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pixnet.net/thumbnails.php?album=457200" target="_blank"&gt;Go to Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I took some pictures on our campus.&lt;br /&gt;There's an azalea festival annually, and people&lt;br /&gt;come to enjoy the ambience of vitality ~*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-111295257237657520?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-111177061527787293</id><published>2005-03-25T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T12:29:05.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Confession to Spiderman</title><content type='html'>With great power comes great responsibility!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/Spiderman.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, if I'm bearing no responsibility then&lt;br /&gt;I have no power. This will certainly let me&lt;br /&gt;down, but that doesn't mean being powerful&lt;br /&gt;makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have a confession to make:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(wow, I see the ears turning in my direction, now this&lt;br /&gt;IS what grabbing the audience's attention all about~)&lt;br /&gt;I'm no spiderman.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAZY&lt;/span&gt;...REEEEEAlly really lazy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;procrastinator&lt;/span&gt;; I don't pay any tiny winny&lt;br /&gt;bit of attention to what I'm responsible for until the&lt;br /&gt;last minute. Say, there is a project paper on&lt;br /&gt;"photonic crystal" due tomorrow, which was&lt;br /&gt;assigned two weeks(14 days) ago. During the past&lt;br /&gt;two weeks whenever I had time to work on it&lt;br /&gt;(and should), I'd rather be lazy and go out loitering.&lt;br /&gt;If it was raining, then movies would become my priority.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I PROCRASTINATED the tasks, for my LAZINESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/ignore.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's worse, I have the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"ability" to ignore&lt;/span&gt; what&lt;br /&gt;should have been done and is still undone. Suppose&lt;br /&gt;it's midnight and the paper is due tomorrow at&lt;br /&gt;17:00(meeting time). I'd tell myself there are still&lt;br /&gt;17 hours to spare, who cares?&lt;br /&gt;(only a shit like me won't care about a 2-week&lt;br /&gt;assignment and17hrs left with no efforts made!?)&lt;br /&gt;Therefore at midnight I'd make myself a cup of&lt;br /&gt;coffee and probably insert a sitcom VCD of&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS into my computer.Then I'll be laughing&lt;br /&gt;and 100% enjoying for the next 2 solid hours,&lt;br /&gt;totally IGNORING that the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;bomb of irresposibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is about to blow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/bomb.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next noon (not morning 'cuz I'll still be sleeping...),&lt;br /&gt;5 hours before due, I'll hypnotize myself to believe&lt;br /&gt;4 hours are still more than enough so that I can have&lt;br /&gt;a leisure lunch....and then come back for a lazy cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the clock ticks, I will finally start to get a little nervous&lt;br /&gt;about having nothing for the meeting when there's 1.5&lt;br /&gt;hours left. Unfortunately, I'm neither Spiderman nor Einstein,&lt;br /&gt;it's impossible to do all the derivations and analysis in such&lt;br /&gt;small amount of time. With no alternatives left(I, myself, am&lt;br /&gt;fully responsible for this), I'll quite possibly spend most of the&lt;br /&gt;time thinking of excuses instead of doing what's supposed&lt;br /&gt;to be done. (excuses such as too busy studying english for&lt;br /&gt;GRE or have to practice pingpong for the upcoming&lt;br /&gt;inter-college game....etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, with all excuses prepared (it feels awful&lt;br /&gt;to say so&gt;&lt;), I'll meet the professor and show him the paper which is previously done last semester - with minor changes. Along with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought"&lt;/span&gt; excuses, the professor seemed to&lt;br /&gt;appreciate my busy hard-working life style.&lt;br /&gt;This might be a relief at that moment, but after I&lt;br /&gt;come home, the bomb will still go off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/mushcloud.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because shunning responsibility makes me feel&lt;br /&gt;so guilty and incompetent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leisure from responsiblity-shunning is just&lt;br /&gt;a flash in the pan. And if someone think that&lt;br /&gt;it's possible to brighten up his life with&lt;br /&gt;these successive flashes, he will be DEAD wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/cobwebs.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His life will be trapped by the cobwebs of&lt;br /&gt;rotten overdue responsibilities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-111177061527787293?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/111177061527787293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=111177061527787293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/111177061527787293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/111177061527787293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/03/confession-to-spiderman.html' title='A Confession to Spiderman'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-111171632875810950</id><published>2005-03-25T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T10:11:09.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Azalea Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/1024/P1020006.mod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/320/P1020006.mod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NTU Azalea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather in Taipei became better recently&lt;br /&gt;(rains less often), and the azaleas on campus&lt;br /&gt;are flourishing~ Bathing in the fragrance and&lt;br /&gt;spring sunshine really brightens your life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-111171632875810950?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/111171632875810950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=111171632875810950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/111171632875810950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/111171632875810950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/03/azalea-season.html' title='Azalea Season'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-111046757455400122</id><published>2005-03-10T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T19:46:44.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>電影與政治</title><content type='html'>這學期修了電影與政治這門課，既可以看電影&lt;br /&gt;又可以腦力激盪討論政治，滿有趣的。老師要我們在&lt;br /&gt;課程網頁中跟同學自我介紹一番，說說自己的背景。我也&lt;br /&gt;藉機檢視了自己對這議題思路。結尾那句放火有沒有&lt;br /&gt;龍應台在野火集裡面的氣勢呢? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--以下摘錄--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;電影與政治正好可以作為我生活中的兩個溫標：&lt;br /&gt;如果說電影是沸點，那政治就是冰點了。&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;熱衷看電影...FTP/eMule/電視/出租店/電影院，&lt;br /&gt;明的暗的都是取得電影的管道，如嗑藥般嗑電影，&lt;br /&gt;上癮似地無法自拔。上學期起統計(俺夠無聊吧=.=)&lt;br /&gt;電影劑量，今天課堂上注射的動物農莊是第97劑。&lt;br /&gt;看多了一事無成...影評仍不會講，手法也沒感想，&lt;br /&gt;剪接更沒概念...反正看電影就像聽故事一樣，完全&lt;br /&gt;沒有壓力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;政治(人物)，國中前不知為何物，高中看了反感&lt;br /&gt;且心浮氣躁，大學起漠不關心(電影都看不完了&lt;br /&gt;還看新聞，甭說一再重播的政治戲碼:P)。偶爾在宿舍&lt;br /&gt;或外面餐廳的電視乍見幾幕(國內)政治新聞，&lt;br /&gt;關鍵印象都是『鬥，吵，打，罵』，鮮少見聞&lt;br /&gt;有建設性的良性互動。那些畫面對我而言只是&lt;br /&gt;視聽感官上的刺激(同娛樂新聞)，別無他用。&lt;br /&gt;也因為如此，我對政治的興趣並沒有受到啟發，&lt;br /&gt;就像火星人對注音文般一竅不通。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那為什麼每週四下午我會把自己丟到這堂課中呢？&lt;br /&gt;或許是因為對政治冷淡久了，慢慢發現以往對它的&lt;br /&gt;反感程度可以稱的上偏激。而且政治話題同愛情&lt;br /&gt;千古不墜，似乎有它的玄妙之處。我有電影這把火，&lt;br /&gt;也有在冷凍庫冰封已久的政治(組員們，這就是平常我&lt;br /&gt;話少的原因啊&gt;"&lt;~~)。以電影之名行政治討論之實，&lt;br /&gt;會不會是一個解凍方法呢？星星之火可以燎原，就讓&lt;br /&gt;這把火燒下去吧！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-111046757455400122?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='https://ceiba.ntu.edu.tw/course/b849e7/index.htm' title='電影與政治'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/111046757455400122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=111046757455400122' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/111046757455400122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/111046757455400122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post_111046757455400122.html' title='電影與政治'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-110993325983226809</id><published>2005-03-04T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T12:31:39.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Back, Sunshine</title><content type='html'>After several weeks of cloudy and rainy days,&lt;br /&gt;the sky has FINALLY cleared up this&lt;br /&gt;morning! (hooRAY~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/1024/P1010684.mod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/320/P1010684.mod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really made me feel a little melancholy&lt;br /&gt;and I chafed at the non-stop "bombarding"&lt;br /&gt;showers along with cold winds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The humidity was so damp that it took&lt;br /&gt;over 3 days for my washed clothes to&lt;br /&gt;dry up, even with the aid of an (small)&lt;br /&gt;air drier. What's worse...I usually go to&lt;br /&gt;school by bike, but it proved very&lt;br /&gt;annoying either holding an umbrella&lt;br /&gt;or wearing a rain coat and ride in the&lt;br /&gt;rain. I do have alternatives - take a&lt;br /&gt;bus or taxi. However, bus doubles the&lt;br /&gt;time to get to school and taxi is simply&lt;br /&gt;too expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there IS one good thing about the&lt;br /&gt;inconvenient rainy days, they made&lt;br /&gt;sunshine even more expected and&lt;br /&gt;adorable~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/1024/P1010691.mod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/320/P1010691.mod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traces of Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/1024/P1010690.mod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/320/P1010690.mod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-110993325983226809?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/110993325983226809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=110993325983226809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110993325983226809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110993325983226809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/03/welcome-back-sunshine.html' title='Welcome Back, Sunshine'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-110874286553635593</id><published>2005-02-18T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T00:07:45.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At The Table</title><content type='html'>MeiMei: Hello~ When's my turn?&lt;br /&gt;              You guys talk too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/1024/MeiMei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/320/MeiMei.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeiMei: (Hmm...guess I'll have to&lt;br /&gt;              wait for a while...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeiMei: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Coughing, clearing throat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! May I have your attention&lt;br /&gt;please....&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(a moment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ....I want to wish&lt;br /&gt;all of you a happy chinese year of chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;everyone applause)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/1024/MeiMei2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/320/MeiMei2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And since Buddha said a dog is not&lt;br /&gt;considered a good dog because he&lt;br /&gt;is a good barker. A man is not considered&lt;br /&gt;a good man because he is a good talker.&lt;br /&gt;Next time don't let me wait too long, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;MeiMei: Hello everyone, my name is&lt;br /&gt;MeiMei. My mom is CookieT's grand-aunt.&lt;br /&gt;We had much fun during the vacation.&lt;br /&gt;I'm truely-barkingly-tail-wavingly happy&lt;br /&gt;to have my photo posted here and meet&lt;br /&gt;everyone on the internet. Feel free to drop&lt;br /&gt;me an email and I'll have CookieT reply&lt;br /&gt;for me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(bark!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-110874286553635593?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/110874286553635593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=110874286553635593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110874286553635593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110874286553635593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/02/at-table.html' title='At The Table'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-110794156004143339</id><published>2005-02-09T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T03:24:58.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballroom Dance Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/1024/brDance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/320/brDance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;05'Winter SML Ballroom Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week my sister and I went to the Sun-Moon-&lt;br /&gt;Lake Ballroom Dance Camp during Feb 1st~5th.&lt;br /&gt;Both of us were novices, but there were some&lt;br /&gt;veteran dancers in the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had classes about tango, rumba, samba,&lt;br /&gt;waltz, jive...you name it. It was really a&lt;br /&gt;comprehensive introduction, but a little too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;rich&lt;/em&gt; for me as a beginner :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much to say but I'll keep the details&lt;br /&gt;for myself, haha (now it's time to PLAY..Chinese&lt;br /&gt;New Year!!). In a nutshell, life is all about dancing&lt;br /&gt;and making new friends with nice people~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Life may not be the party we hoped for, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but while we're here we should dance."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp -Anonymous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-110794156004143339?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/110794156004143339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=110794156004143339' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110794156004143339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110794156004143339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/02/ballroom-dance-camp.html' title='Ballroom Dance Camp'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-110633036234714470</id><published>2005-01-22T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T03:21:47.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>感覺胸口...</title><content type='html'>...侮賽，心中就賭濫ㄟ！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;下午在準備預官考試，什麼憲法與立國精神，還有&lt;br /&gt;鼓舞國軍信心的國防報告書，俺知道要愛國...&lt;br /&gt;但是像這種考古題，雖然是屁，可是他是萬年的...&lt;br /&gt;死幾個腦細胞把他背起來，就可已有一些分數了：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/1024/militest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/320/militest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;題：根據民國九十一年國防報告書預估，中共海，空軍&lt;br /&gt;傳統戰力，在質的方面有可能在何年超越我國？&lt;br /&gt;A.2025 B.2020 C.2015 D.2010&lt;br /&gt;答：D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;邊記邊賽：管你哪年被超越，有差嗎？知道這個&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;會讓我成為更精良的預官嗎？俺只知道我的一些大陸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;朋友在作學問的用功度與毅力早就遠遠超越俺這狒狒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;大學生。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;題：國父實業計畫中的第一計畫以何港口為中心？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. 東方大港 B.西方大港 C.南方大港 D.北方大港&lt;br /&gt;答：D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;邊記邊賽：台灣島北方嗎？上網查一下....在天津至&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;秦皇島間...這關俺啥事!? 況且前幾個月上海已經躍升&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;為國際第一大港了，顯然實業計畫過時...但是為了分數&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;還是背吧...把這沒用的垃圾知識記下來orz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...繼續念吧，明天過後就要結束了...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/1024/militest2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/320/militest2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-110633036234714470?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/110633036234714470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=110633036234714470' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110633036234714470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110633036234714470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/01/blog-post_22.html' title='感覺胸口...'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-110605766874067504</id><published>2005-01-18T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T22:14:28.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Subway</title><content type='html'>Recently a Subway restaurant opened around my&lt;br /&gt;home, and reminded me of the trip to Time Square&lt;br /&gt;last summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yugo and I were strolling excitingly on the streets,&lt;br /&gt;people's just everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/640/time%20square.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/320/time%20square.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NYC Summer 2004 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before dinner we had to catch a bus heading&lt;br /&gt;back to my auntie's home in New Jersey.&lt;br /&gt;Moving along with the crowds, we tried to spot an&lt;br /&gt;entrance to MTA(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Metropolitan Transportation Authority&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I saw this somewhat familiar sign:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/subway.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! This way...the subway! By the time we got&lt;br /&gt;there, I knew why it was familiar...It's an &lt;em&gt;entrance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sandwiches I've also had back in Taipei...&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed yet in a foreign place it always feels warm&lt;br /&gt;to have common things in hometown~&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we had a really nice day :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-110605766874067504?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/110605766874067504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=110605766874067504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110605766874067504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110605766874067504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/01/subway.html' title='Subway'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-110537629583693889</id><published>2005-01-11T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T00:58:15.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying Hard.....</title><content type='html'>....for the classes I've skipped in Chemical Mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;(I don't usually skip class, follow the link and &lt;br /&gt;you'll know why &gt;_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this finals' week and the exam for Military Officer &lt;br /&gt;awaits my winter vacation!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-110537629583693889?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/11/so-daring-towards-tomorrows-midterm.html' title='Studying Hard.....'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/110537629583693889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=110537629583693889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110537629583693889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110537629583693889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/01/studying-hard.html' title='Studying Hard.....'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-110485985227051589</id><published>2005-01-05T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T17:42:54.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>喔耶～前系桌隊長榮耀返國</title><content type='html'>週一與Yugo，Jarway晚餐，跟前後系桌隊長&lt;br /&gt;一同閒談。在這新年嚴寒的考試季節，與球友更是&lt;br /&gt;好友們聚餐真是無比的溫暖啊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yugo在Tufts（塔芙特）讀經濟的Master，&lt;br /&gt;04年暑假跟yugo一同參觀塔芙特校園，很漂亮，&lt;br /&gt;現在下雪聽說還有斜坡可以滑雪&lt;br /&gt;超羨慕～我也要努力！:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;另外Jarway隊長在系桌版波了一篇"文謅謅"的日誌，&lt;br /&gt;深得我心，借他的話來抒發一下&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;『幾經寒暑，游哥風采依舊不減，&lt;br /&gt;今夜忙裡偷閒，與 游哥 菜餅 同席而飲，&lt;br /&gt;笑談海外二三事，實乃平生之幸。&lt;br /&gt;寒冬遇故人，心頭暖意倍增，&lt;br /&gt;無奈近日繁忙，今夜尚未盡興，便即匆匆離席，&lt;br /&gt;待學期結束，自當於球場上再聚。』&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;ps. 游哥就是(Company in alpha)裡面列的deyugo喔&lt;br /&gt;    他的blog有在塔芙特的生活點滴~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-110485985227051589?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/110485985227051589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=110485985227051589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110485985227051589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110485985227051589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/01/blog-post.html' title='喔耶～前系桌隊長榮耀返國'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-110469521947077724</id><published>2005-01-01T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T03:46:59.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/Happy2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-110469521947077724?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/110469521947077724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=110469521947077724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110469521947077724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110469521947077724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2005/01/welcome.html' title='Welcome...'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-110434279510076616</id><published>2004-12-30T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T01:53:15.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Get Back on Track</title><content type='html'>Better late then never...for quite a period I've been&lt;br /&gt;fed up with studying technical books. I adore the eternity&lt;br /&gt;in art and culture more than the rapid evolution of&lt;br /&gt;technology. Still I want to make our lives&lt;br /&gt;more convenient through high-tech implementation, but I'll&lt;br /&gt;bear in mind that technology is not everything. There are&lt;br /&gt;always new roads to travel, new horizons to explore, and&lt;br /&gt;new dreams to call our own~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maximus(Russell Crowe) said, in the movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0172495/?fr=c2l0ZT1kZnxteD0yMHxzZz0xfGxtPTIwMHx0dD1vbnxwbj0wfHE9Z2xhZGlhdG9yfGh0bWw9MXxubT1vbg__;fc=1;ft=32;fm=1" target="_blank"&gt;Gladiator&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;"What we do in life, echoes in eternity."&lt;br /&gt;An echo requires a source of sound, and it takes action to&lt;br /&gt;discover that source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-110434279510076616?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/110434279510076616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=110434279510076616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110434279510076616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110434279510076616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/12/time-to-get-back-on-track.html' title='Time to Get Back on Track'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-110422820593885573</id><published>2004-12-28T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T23:49:05.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I Look Like...</title><content type='html'>...a 5th year senior majoring in Electrical Engineering?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday during the French class, we had to have a &lt;br /&gt;conversation with another classmate (with our poor French&gt;&lt;). &lt;br /&gt;After my partner and I finished, we introduced ourself &lt;br /&gt;to each other.(this time in Chinese) He's a sophomore &lt;br /&gt;majoring in Geography. When I told him I'm in my 5th year &lt;br /&gt;of undergraduate, I was expecting him to be a little &lt;br /&gt;suprised (it seems that I look younger than my age), &lt;br /&gt;and he did. He thought I was a Freshman....this is Ok, &lt;br /&gt;but he was also surprised at my major...he told me that I don't &lt;br /&gt;look like a person in the engineering field....&lt;br /&gt;Man...frustrated(I want to look like a PRO~~:P)...&lt;br /&gt;after 4 years of hardwork in EE,&lt;br /&gt;the first impression I made on him was, &lt;br /&gt;as if I've learnt nothing, A Beginner...&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/emoticon/em_ouf.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-110422820593885573?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/110422820593885573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=110422820593885573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110422820593885573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110422820593885573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/12/do-i-look-like.html' title='Do I Look Like...'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-110313069859561228</id><published>2004-12-14T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T22:10:15.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>家。聚</title><content type='html'>上個禮拜六回家，妹妹第一次投票，選務人員核對完&lt;br /&gt;身份證後以迎接新公民的口吻說了『你好小喔！』&lt;br /&gt;我跟在老妹後面，他看完我的身份證後說『你看起來也好小！』&lt;br /&gt;（當然嘛，我跟老妹也沒差幾歲....）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;投完票後與家人跟妹妹以前的老師到一家餐廳吃晚餐&lt;br /&gt;喔不，應該說是一個花園...前面有一片草地跟繽紛的造景&lt;br /&gt;木屋後面是一大片盆栽種植區。被這樣的景色包圍&lt;br /&gt;立刻有種遠離塵囂出國度假的感覺，把功課拋的一乾二淨&lt;br /&gt;（那時兩天後要meeting的東西還沒生出來呢）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/cy_dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妹妹老師介紹我們每個人點不一樣的主餐&lt;br /&gt;吃飯的時候每樣我都品嚐到一點&lt;br /&gt;該如何說的...調味恰到好處，十分下飯...&lt;br /&gt;（像Curry的味道真是清淡中帶點辛辣香）&lt;br /&gt;不多說，如人飲水，還是要請您自己品嚐啦:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/reflection.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;美景。美食。家人。閒談。絕配。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-110313069859561228?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/110313069859561228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=110313069859561228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110313069859561228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110313069859561228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post.html' title='家。聚'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-110192039571740245</id><published>2004-12-01T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T13:06:38.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading "Man and Boy"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/manandboy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0743225082/103-7038214-0487810?v=glance" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Man and Boy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at the Eslite bookstore around NTU yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;couldn't help reading straight through. A family seemed so perfect starts&lt;br /&gt;to break up. A loving single father Harry who still longs for his own&lt;br /&gt;romance, he gradually grows into a man through looking after his&lt;br /&gt;lovely cute 4-year-old son Pat. I can see that Harry was also a&lt;br /&gt;boy before he went through all the craps in his life. Pat carves him&lt;br /&gt;into a man. This reminds me of the movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0276751/" target="_blank"&gt;About a Boy&lt;/a&gt; starred by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000424/" target="_blank"&gt;Hugh Grant&lt;/a&gt;, he's also a big immature boy(mentally) but eventually&lt;br /&gt;being taught how to be a grown-up by a boy(physically).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The richness of the story is way beyond my description above.&lt;br /&gt;What I can say is that &lt;em&gt;Man and Boy&lt;/em&gt; is among one of those few&lt;br /&gt;novels I've read that eats my heart out, yet also makes me burst&lt;br /&gt;into laughters once in a while. Tony Parsons made an ordinary&lt;br /&gt;divorce-story with extraordinary humor and insight. Let's see what&lt;br /&gt;others said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A funny yet penetrating look at divorce, parenthood, and&lt;br /&gt;generational conflict...the strength of &lt;em&gt;Man and Boy&lt;/em&gt; lies in its&lt;br /&gt;plainspoken honesty." -----Vic Vogler, &lt;em&gt;Boston Herald&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This story of a thirty-year-old finally growing up is told with&lt;br /&gt;grace and wit; it delivers laughter and tears without stooping to&lt;br /&gt;cheap sentimentality...One in a million."&lt;br /&gt;-----Robin Vidimos, &lt;em&gt;The Denver Post&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna share my book with my family :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-110192039571740245?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-110137901274663450</id><published>2004-11-25T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T18:36:52.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>感恩節**</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天中午到舅舅家聚餐，&lt;br /&gt;舅媽準備了一個全隻的火雞&lt;br /&gt;加上暑泥，玉米，豌豆，Pasta...&lt;br /&gt;飽餐一頓後還有&lt;br /&gt;茶點蘋果派和巧克力派&lt;br /&gt;超豐盛，呵呵，也稍稍感受到感恩節的氣氛～&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-110137901274663450?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/110137901274663450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>瀏覽PDA論壇，拜讀網友my138191的中篇文章，&lt;br /&gt;品嚐美味之餘，細數人生點滴，不禁令人莞爾一笑：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;喝杯茶吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;那杯茶閒置太久，已經冷了。冷茶沒了香味，卻多了一股&lt;br /&gt;鐵鏽般的澀味，你是不愛喝的，因為喝下去沒有樂趣。&lt;br /&gt;同樣的，當一顆心被閒置太久，也會逐漸變得冰冷。&lt;br /&gt;冰泠的心很難再加溫，就算千方百計送進微波爐去&lt;br /&gt;調整溫度，這顆冷過復熱的心，也不再是從前那一顆了。&lt;br /&gt;一段已經冷卻的關係可以挽回嗎？不，沒有什麼能挽回的，&lt;br /&gt;你只能重新開始。即使是面對同一個人，也是用一種新的&lt;br /&gt;態度去建立新的關係。過去心已不可得。就像倒掉那杯&lt;br /&gt;冷茶，再泡一杯熱的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buffet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你走進Buffet餐廳，琳琅滿目的漂亮食物讓你目不暇給，&lt;br /&gt;但其中總有幾項是你不想拿起的，因為你知道你的&lt;br /&gt;胃容量有限，無法接納全部的食物。你走入茫茫人海，&lt;br /&gt;來來去去的人們在你身邊流動，但其中也總有一些人&lt;br /&gt;是你只能維持表面上的客套的，因為你知道你的時間&lt;br /&gt;與感情有限，無法對所有的人付出關心。每個人對&lt;br /&gt;食物都各有偏好，就像人與人之間亦各有磁場，這其中&lt;br /&gt;無關是非好壞，只是吸引與否的問題，而你必須做出&lt;br /&gt;最能讓自己快樂的選擇。人生不過是一個Buffet餐廳；&lt;br /&gt;人世一遭，也不過是吃一客隨緣順性的Buffet。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;烤麵包&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你把從超市買回來的冷凍麵糰放進烤箱裡，設定了時間&lt;br /&gt;與溫度之後，就能烤出你所期待的、香噴噴的麵包。&lt;br /&gt;而你可曾想過，為了滿足你的舌頭，這麵糰在烤箱裡必須&lt;br /&gt;承受多麼炙烈的痛苦！人生不也是如此嗎？一個青澀的&lt;br /&gt;少年要鍛鍊為成熟的大人，同樣需要一定的時間與熱度，&lt;br /&gt;這熱度是烈火般的燒烤； 如果無法通過炙熱的考驗，&lt;br /&gt;終將只是發不起來的麵糰罷了。與其停留在一塊冷澀的&lt;br /&gt;麵糰狀態，還是寧可忍耐捱過高溫，成為一個長大的麵包吧。&lt;br /&gt;畢竟這樣的人生比較耐嚼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;煮咖啡&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每天起床以後，你總要灌下一杯又苦又濃的咖啡；只有你的&lt;br /&gt;喉嚨醒來，你的腦子才會醒來。與喝咖啡的道理相同：&lt;br /&gt;常常需要經歷某些痛苦，你才能認真把事情想清楚；&lt;br /&gt;只有心被灼傷過，你才會學習堅強與沉默。所以，就把痛苦&lt;br /&gt;與悲傷當成上等的咖啡粉，把思考當成滾燙的熱水，煮成一壺&lt;br /&gt;又苦又濃的咖啡吧。喝了它，讓它幫助你清醒。慢慢地喝，&lt;br /&gt;當心別燙了嘴。懂得人生是怎麼一回事的你，一定也懂得怎麼&lt;br /&gt;煮出一壺醒腦的咖啡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-110109936688569651?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-110080467762410514</id><published>2004-11-19T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T02:32:19.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recently Seen Movies</title><content type='html'>Seeing a movie is undoubtfully easier (and more enjoyable?)&lt;br /&gt;than dealing with the equations, so lazy me went off the&lt;br /&gt;equations' track and down the movies':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0324554/" target="_blank"&gt;Wicker Park&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on Nov 12: Obsession, obsession, obsession....&lt;br /&gt;it's all about love making us an imbecile or even a&lt;br /&gt;paranoid (sort of creepy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0296572/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Chronicles of Riddick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on Nov 14: Exciting action movie.&lt;br /&gt;However, the plot isn't so interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0317705/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Incredibles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on Nov 14: ...go to the theater and enjoy it!!&lt;br /&gt;the audience with me clapped and shouted for the Parr's, jovial ambience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0338013/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on Nov 17: Wow, Jim Carrey&lt;br /&gt;CAN look coool when he's not making a rubber-face comedian&lt;br /&gt;performance, haha... In the film I found that at a certain angle&lt;br /&gt;he ressembled Colin Farrel (to me, Carrey has always been an&lt;br /&gt;extraordinary comedian since Ace Ventura-Pet Detective..but&lt;br /&gt;never thought of him as such a...a serious, romatic man :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-110080467762410514?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/110080467762410514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=110080467762410514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110080467762410514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110080467762410514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/11/recently-seen-movies.html' title='Recently Seen Movies'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-110052782528583781</id><published>2004-11-15T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T22:10:25.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Daring Towards Tomorrow's Midterm</title><content type='html'>There's a Chemical Mathematics midterm tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;but I still don't have the textbook....&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I get the book? Because I'm required to pick up this course&lt;br /&gt;in order to finish my second major, yet I've already studied similar&lt;br /&gt;materials in other two different courses. The textbook is 1000NTD and&lt;br /&gt;over 95% of the contents are covered in my book collection....&lt;br /&gt;it'll be a total redundancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I don't feel right taking a test without even having a glance of the&lt;br /&gt;official textbook...so I went to the bookstore &lt;em&gt;Einstein&lt;/em&gt; in the vicinity of NTU&lt;br /&gt;and spent about 1.5hrs going through the pages. I've never actually studied&lt;br /&gt;(preparing for midterm) at a bookstore, while the book is fresh new&lt;br /&gt;and I don't even plan to buy it!?  (...this gives me a feeling of taking advantages :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I'm going to brush up on my fading knowledge with books&lt;br /&gt;lying on the shelf....good luck ~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-110052782528583781?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/110052782528583781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=110052782528583781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110052782528583781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110052782528583781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/11/so-daring-towards-tomorrows-midterm.html' title='So Daring Towards Tomorrow&apos;s Midterm'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-110011074910897342</id><published>2004-11-11T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T02:19:09.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumour of CARS</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/CarsFromDisney.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Disney said, "If you can dream it, you can do it."&lt;br /&gt;The animation comes from &lt;strong&gt;Disney(&lt;/strong&gt;where dreams come true&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Pixar(&lt;/strong&gt;the cute jumping lamp in every beginning of Toy Story,&lt;br /&gt;A Bug's Life, Toy Story 2, Monsters, Inc., and Finding Nemo&lt;br /&gt;and The Incredibles&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday in the near future our car will be so cute as well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rumoured release date of this film is November 2005.&lt;br /&gt;Let's wait....for one year, haha. By then we can have a peak&lt;br /&gt;through this &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/disney/cars/" target="_blank"&gt;trailer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-110011074910897342?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/110011074910897342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=110011074910897342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110011074910897342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110011074910897342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/11/rumour-of-cars.html' title='Rumour of CARS'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109993599556468773</id><published>2004-11-09T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T01:46:35.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>沒力...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/luck.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;信仰、希望、好運、幸福&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;總是摸魚，提醒自己現在的付出就是對未來的投資。&lt;br /&gt;只是我的付出會不會太單調了？&lt;br /&gt;未來跟現在其實沒有什麼差異，現在的我必成為將來的我，&lt;br /&gt;回顧過去也不過是以回顧促成更遠的自己。&lt;br /&gt;分分秒秒都以打造自己的未來為責任會不會壓的自己喘不過氣？&lt;br /&gt;我可能對未來有一個憧憬，&lt;br /&gt;但是對他的必然性感到無趣...沒力...沒力...&lt;br /&gt;沒力時要來一瓶活力飲料&lt;br /&gt;不過我還沒法遇到我買得起的...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;.....回歸現實，繼續準備期中考吧，耶耶&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109993599556468773?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109993599556468773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109993599556468773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109993599556468773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109993599556468773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post.html' title='沒力...'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109863349092179314</id><published>2004-10-24T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T00:08:58.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>休息前，好好地走下去！</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;spr&lt;/em&gt; 編導了一部約三分半鐘的Flash短片，&lt;br /&gt;看完了以後給我莫大的鼓舞。&lt;br /&gt;各位認識與不認識的朋友，&lt;br /&gt;雖然不知道誰會先休息，&lt;br /&gt;但我們要一起努力向前走喔！&lt;br /&gt;因為，還有更多人在為我們加油~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="walktour" codebase="http://active.macromedia.com/flash2/cabs/swflash.cab#version=" height="300" width="400" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="8467"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="6350"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://www2.ee.ntu.edu.tw/~b9901088/ext/walktour.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://www2.ee.ntu.edu.tw/~b9901088/ext/walktour.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value="f6f6f6"&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www2.ee.ntu.edu.tw/~b9901088/ext/walktour.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;需要安裝&lt;em&gt;Flash Player&lt;/em&gt;，請點選&lt;em&gt;Start&lt;/em&gt;觀賞，有聲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109863349092179314?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109863349092179314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109863349092179314' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109863349092179314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109863349092179314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post_24.html' title='休息前，好好地走下去！'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109854716679112418</id><published>2004-10-23T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T23:59:26.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>今夜，與NSO交響樂環遊世界</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/NSO_2004outdoor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;下午先去參觀美國教育展，來的學校不多（現場還有華視攝影機耶）。但有機會跟校方代表簡單聊天，我和系上同學在還來不及感覺自己外語破之前就有說有笑，真的讓我們感覺他們很親切健談。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚上在兩廳院廣場享受國家交響樂團的精彩演出，各國的曲風，心情好悠閒～&lt;br /&gt;之後在停車場附近還遇到妹妹的小提琴老師...今晚太有趣了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;附上曲目資訊：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    演出者：指揮／邱君強 小提琴／呂思清 女高音／許育甄 國家交響樂團（NSO）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    趙菁文：開場樂《星夜新樂》（92年星光音樂會徵曲首獎）&lt;br /&gt;    葛羅菲：〈荒徑〉，選自《大峽谷》組曲（美國）&lt;br /&gt;    夏布里耶：西班牙狂想曲（西班牙）&lt;br /&gt;    浦契尼：〈大家都叫我咪咪〉，選自《波西米亞人》（義大利）&lt;br /&gt;    巴爾托克：羅馬尼亞民俗舞曲（羅馬尼亞）&lt;br /&gt;    德弗乍克：狂歡節序曲（捷克）&lt;br /&gt;    約瑟夫‧史特勞斯：《天體之聲》圓舞曲（奧地利）&lt;br /&gt;    布拉姆斯：《大學慶典》序曲（德國）&lt;br /&gt;    *西貝流士：《芬蘭頌》（芬蘭）&lt;br /&gt;    *玻羅定：《中亞草原》（中亞）&lt;br /&gt;    *薩拉撒特：《流浪者之歌》（吉卜賽）&lt;br /&gt;    柴科夫斯基：《一八一二》序曲（俄羅斯）&lt;br /&gt;- 其中*曲目因為飄雨，主辦單位縮減演出而未演奏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109854716679112418?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109854716679112418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109854716679112418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109854716679112418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109854716679112418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/10/nso.html' title='今夜，與NSO交響樂環遊世界'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109819017449181697</id><published>2004-10-19T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T20:52:17.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIY-able Greek Costumes</title><content type='html'>The teacher introduced us to the two simple forms of Greek costumes today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doric Chiton&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&lt;em&gt;Ionic Chiton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/Doric.gif" /&gt;&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/Ionic.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theye're very easy to make nowadays with a bed sheet and several pins. The design is simple yet you still can enjoy the vision of lines from the naturally wrinkly cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I'll show a picture of myself in a bed sheet:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109819017449181697?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109819017449181697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109819017449181697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109819017449181697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109819017449181697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/10/diy-able-greek-costumes.html' title='DIY-able Greek Costumes'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109799423729430599</id><published>2004-10-17T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T23:34:15.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got the pen to write DC diary~</title><content type='html'>Welcome my new Panasonic FX7 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/fx7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A close-up shot at about 4 cm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/P1010044_resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on he will help me freeze the frames in the play of my life~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a snapshot at the National Theatre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/P1000058_resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109799423729430599?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109799423729430599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109799423729430599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109799423729430599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109799423729430599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-got-pen-to-write-dc-diary.html' title='I got the pen to write DC diary~'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109751348031046868</id><published>2004-10-12T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T00:51:20.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad story by this poor teller</title><content type='html'>Once upon an october,&lt;br /&gt;there was a boy and a girl named&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indianchild.com/jack%20and%20jill.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Jack and Jill&lt;/a&gt;, went up the hill,&lt;br /&gt;to fetch a pail of water.&lt;br /&gt;Jack fell down and broke his crown&lt;br /&gt;And Jill came tumbling after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill was very angry about Jack's plan on going up the hill,&lt;br /&gt;which ended up a misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;JACK!&lt;/strong&gt; Since now I have muds &lt;strong&gt;all over&lt;/strong&gt; my pretty new clothes...&lt;br /&gt;there better be a good reason for why we were going up there?" said Jill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was going to give a talk on philosophies about life to you...&lt;br /&gt;the pail of water would serve as an opening. You know, the&lt;br /&gt;old saying goes &lt;em&gt;'We never know the worth of water till the well is dry&lt;/em&gt;.' "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's it!?" Jill said. "If you want to tell me something considering the&lt;br /&gt;value of life or somewhat philosophical, you don't speak of them. You&lt;br /&gt;make implying stories. Everyone gets the idea of love when they read&lt;br /&gt;the story in the Bible...listening to &lt;em&gt;'You have to love others&lt;/em&gt;.' is such a&lt;br /&gt;nuisance." Jill just couldn't help lecturing Jack. "You think you're making&lt;br /&gt;others smarter by telling them the core concept, but they only take you&lt;br /&gt;as a didactic pedant!.....You act or you tell stories, period..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109751348031046868?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109751348031046868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109751348031046868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109751348031046868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109751348031046868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/10/bad-story-by-this-poor-teller.html' title='Bad story by this poor teller'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109748536908444141</id><published>2004-10-11T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T17:02:49.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>『超人』飛走了</title><content type='html'>聽收音機得知今天飾演超人的Christopher Reeve離開我們的世界了&lt;br /&gt;當超人騎馬受傷癱瘓後跟妻子說&lt;br /&gt;『你還是離開好了，我覺得會耽誤你一輩子。』&lt;br /&gt;妻子說『只要你沒有放棄自己，我就不會離開你。』&lt;br /&gt;於是他致力於很多公益活動，不只是電影中的超人&lt;br /&gt;更在現實生活中展現出超人的生命力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ說『超人』是他從科班出道的第一部電影，&lt;br /&gt;時機的巧合似乎他就是生來演超人，&lt;br /&gt;世界對他的印象總是與超人連結著，&lt;br /&gt;而他也會以超人的形象在我們的記憶裡永遠遨翔。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109748536908444141?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109748536908444141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109748536908444141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109748536908444141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109748536908444141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post_11.html' title='『超人』飛走了'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109742473409260886</id><published>2004-10-10T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T01:22:18.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>當我們一同壓狗屎</title><content type='html'>話說今天跟老同學吃完晚餐一道回家後，在樓下停放腳踏車的時候我...&lt;br /&gt;踩到了一陀『不小』的狗屎!!（shit！這時後再貼切不過了）&lt;br /&gt;它覆蓋了我約四分之一的鞋底，沒踩扁前厚1cm。恩，很紮實的中了一標。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真朋友是什麼，就是有福同享（吃大餐），也一定要能有難同當。&lt;br /&gt;俺這個老同學真是夠義氣，跟我分享了今早他的遭遇：&lt;br /&gt;早上騎腳踏車到學校路上，一瞬間似乎碾過了什麼東西，&lt;br /&gt;老同學可不是肇事逃逸的壞人，萬一是個可愛的小松鼠怎麼辦？&lt;br /&gt;於是趕緊回頭勘查事發現場，赫然發現有一個已經給腰斬的狗屎橫屍街頭...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今日是個好日子，『狗屎運』當道！我跟室友說你好心有好報，&lt;br /&gt;後天的托福考有今天狗屎加明天生日庇蔭加上實力的發揮，&lt;br /&gt;沒在怕啦。而我呢？晚上去中正紀念堂跑步晚風徐徐，&lt;br /&gt;涼爽中帶點寒意...突然間天空中綻放出一朵朵五彩繽紛的花火！&lt;br /&gt;映入眼簾的原來是國慶煙火，國慶日都要結束了還讓我遇到，&lt;br /&gt;狗屎，您真是太神奇了～&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109742473409260886?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109742473409260886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109742473409260886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109742473409260886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109742473409260886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post_10.html' title='當我們一同壓狗屎'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109742330873911835</id><published>2004-10-10T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T00:13:07.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>德式黑森林</title><content type='html'>跟室友（高中大學七年同學）去黑森林吃了頓晚餐，為他明天生日以及將要考的托福還有入伍後的新生活一同慶祝。&lt;br /&gt;價位中等，味道不錯，精緻但份量對我們兩個有點餓的男生來說也不嫌少，飯後甜點可任選店內蛋糕（約二十種）。酒足飯飽盡興聊天後相當舒服，一同快樂回家後室友繼續用功讀托福，我休息一下拖著慵懶的心情到CKSMH跑一圈，結果也很慵懶-_-&lt;br /&gt;Distance: 2150 meters&lt;br /&gt;Time: 11min 38sec&lt;br /&gt;Speed: 184.81 meters/min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109742330873911835?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109742330873911835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109742330873911835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109742330873911835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109742330873911835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post.html' title='德式黑森林'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109733559277342437</id><published>2004-10-09T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T23:26:32.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Glog] Cool Weather</title><content type='html'>Distance: 2150+2150 meters&lt;br /&gt;(2 laps around CKSMH with 10min of rest in between)&lt;br /&gt;Time: 11m17s/ 11m17s&lt;br /&gt;Speed: 190.55/190.55 meters/min&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't my legs that got tired...I felt like my lungs shrunk smaller in the 2nd lap. I had to tell myself &lt;em&gt;keep breathing &lt;/em&gt;to keep on moving (and to my surprise I made it at the same speed as that of the 1st). The tip for me currently is to breathe rythmically even when I feel tired, i.e. I have to improve my lung capacity by constant exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109733559277342437?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109733559277342437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109733559277342437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109733559277342437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109733559277342437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/10/glog-cool-weather.html' title='[Glog] Cool Weather'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109716943961283308</id><published>2004-10-08T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T01:17:19.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Glog] Cool Condition</title><content type='html'>Distance: 2150 meters (1 lap around CKS memorial hall)&lt;br /&gt;Time: 11 min 20 sec&lt;br /&gt;Speed: 189.71 meters/min&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;What's a &lt;em&gt;Glog&lt;/em&gt;? I coined it with the analogy to "&lt;em&gt;Web Log -&gt; Blog&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;Glog is a Jog log, a log of my jogging distance and time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight when I was passing an intersection around a corner of CKS memorial hall a man zealously said "Jia-yo! (means Go dude! in Chinese)" to me(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;because it was obvious from my sportswear and a bottle of water in hand&lt;/span&gt;) . It was so kind of him that I replied "thank you~" spontaneously. He really gave me a good mood during the jog; hope I can be a friendly stranger to others as well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109716943961283308?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109716943961283308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109716943961283308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109716943961283308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109716943961283308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/10/glog-cool-condition.html' title='[Glog] Cool Condition'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109712211517401555</id><published>2004-10-07T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T12:08:35.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Air-condition Day</title><content type='html'>comfortable temperature.&lt;br /&gt;neither cloudy nor burning sunbeam.&lt;br /&gt;sunny, just the right way.&lt;br /&gt;no sweat this morning, not even a bead,&lt;br /&gt;when I rushed my bike to school at breakneck speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...Taipei city seems quite happy today;&lt;br /&gt;often she cries when I feel blue and gray...&lt;br /&gt;Ma'am, how about having a cup of coffee&lt;br /&gt;this afternoon? I'd be merry and gay~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109712211517401555?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109712211517401555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109712211517401555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109712211517401555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109712211517401555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/10/air-condition-day.html' title='Air-condition Day'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109708140649773330</id><published>2004-10-07T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T12:13:18.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Looks Like This...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/MyDesktop.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after tidying up. But everything goes wild the next day (as usual...)&lt;br /&gt;Well, you know, the entropy is ever increasing. I'm not to blame, it's nature :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109708140649773330?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109708140649773330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109708140649773330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109708140649773330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109708140649773330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/10/it-looks-like-this.html' title='It Looks Like This...'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109690478882594664</id><published>2004-10-04T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T23:46:28.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Mr. Einstein...</title><content type='html'>...22 years have flown by...&lt;br /&gt;The slightest change in the universe reminds&lt;br /&gt;us the concept of time,&lt;br /&gt;and yes..time waits for no man,&lt;br /&gt;for he is so ruthless and merciless.&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, we have one and&lt;br /&gt;the only one weapon against his cruelty -&lt;br /&gt;the time dilation - in your famous relativity...&lt;br /&gt;Although time flies,&lt;br /&gt;tell me please,&lt;br /&gt;can we seize the day if we run at the speed of &lt;em&gt;light?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109690478882594664?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109690478882594664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109690478882594664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109690478882594664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109690478882594664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/10/dear-mr-einstein.html' title='Dear Mr. Einstein...'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109682338141287811</id><published>2004-10-04T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T01:09:41.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>錯綜的2046</title><content type='html'>只能說我不太懂王家衛在做什麼實驗...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;卡司確實很強，可是我只知道2046&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是這個故事的一個樞紐，一個交會點&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;故事繞著周先生（梁朝偉），我的頭腦也在打轉 :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;給人強烈又冰冷的風格，就如同駛離2046列車上&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;的1224-1225車廂班的冷淡...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在這稍有秋意的夜晚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我還是搞不懂王導想訴說什麼影片 -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109682338141287811?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109682338141287811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109682338141287811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109682338141287811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109682338141287811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/10/2046.html' title='錯綜的2046'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109621423633879315</id><published>2004-09-26T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T13:04:29.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>『生命』- 比好萊塢沈悶，卻比九二一震撼！</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/mov-life.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;片中對生命的啟發如蒼穹繁星，這裡述說的僅是我找到的一顆：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一個健全的家庭（親情）為我們打下深厚的地基，使我們能夠在這個地基上建造我們的信心堡壘，讓我們能夠『獨立』接受挑戰披荊斬棘。這種獨立是個體相對於家庭依賴的獨立嗎？其實是家庭（父母）給我們很大的信任感與安全感，在背後支撐我們，讓我們獨『立』。如果有一天，這個支持不見了 - 地基淘空了，我們還能獨立嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;羅佩如，在逢甲大學大四那年發生芮氏規模7.3的921大地震，九份二山的父母雙亡，家中只有他和二哥倖存。趕回九份山上的家，他無法做任何事...只有無法接受。環顧四周，從前的青山繚繞，炊煙裊裊已不復在---『...記得某個很冷的除夕夜，爸爸看到我穿著薄薄的外套...牽著我便出門想買件大外套給我。到精品店一家家仔細地挑，後來我走累了，想說隨便買一件就好了，可是爸爸最終還是買了一件打對折還要三千多的外套...爸爸是木訥老實的那種人，平常很省...』紀錄片回憶著，這樣愛我的爸爸與家人們，『你們在哪？』&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雖說登高望遠，但我們能看到的只有黃土一片，地形地貌已經徹底改觀，伴隨著搜索掩埋者的怪手們所發出的低吼與揚起的塵土。『戰場！』我想。七七四十九每天都到山上一個人枯坐著，時而遙望，期待著什麼，時而將頭趴在弓起的雙膝上，讓自己跟紛亂的思緒獨處。『...什麼是枉死谷，什麼是地獄，我想這就是了。太陽還是這樣照，微風輕拂還是那麼的熟悉，以前回家就是這樣的感覺。可是呢，所有都變了，一夕之間，全都不見了，七百頭鹿耶...還包括所有的樹，只有一片死氣沈沈。...』&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最後，家人的遺體還是沒有找到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛我們支持我們的家人瞬間消失，地基給淘空，獨立的我們仍會倒下。因此佩如多次有輕生的念頭。在『生命』紀錄片團隊的幫助以及自己的探索中，佩如最終還是勇敢的扎下自己的地基，重新給了自己活下去的信心。回憶著執愛的家人，在自己建造的地基上，他真的獨立了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;今天跟表弟們去欣欣影城看『生命』這部九二一紀錄片，述說著我們的故事，不只是共鳴，而是切身的感動！由衷為所有經歷地震的人們加油，也向所有勇敢生活的人們獻上敬意～ &lt;p&gt;爸媽，謝謝你們！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109621423633879315?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109621423633879315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109621423633879315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109621423633879315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109621423633879315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/09/blog-post_26.html' title='『生命』- 比好萊塢沈悶，卻比九二一震撼！'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109616977888059606</id><published>2004-09-26T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T11:55:25.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plot on Palm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/powerGraph.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;plotted by Tungsten&lt;em&gt;T &lt;/em&gt;with powerOne Graph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Is there a &lt;em&gt;sink&lt;/em&gt;(sinc) function...a snail...or an orbit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109616977888059606?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109616977888059606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109616977888059606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109616977888059606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109616977888059606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/09/plot-on-palm.html' title='Plot on Palm'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109604431463044405</id><published>2004-09-25T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T00:48:45.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>童心</title><content type='html'>記得婦幼節時聽飛碟的『週末亮一點』，接到很多小朋友的call-in，有位10歲女孩嫚嫚喜歡跳芭蕾立志要成為一位一流的芭蕾舞者，豪氣甘雲。人小志氣高，他們想到的只有夢想，也許因為太過單純而而無所畏懼或不夠『實際』...沒有想到實際會遭遇的困難...但這不就是為夢想努力所應有的態度與勇氣嗎？如果夢想值得自己追求，那麼路上的困難是真的困難嗎？在夢想之下，困境在小朋友眼裡是不存在的！&lt;br /&gt;嗯，永遠不要忘記自己當初童心看世界的單純與勇敢，無畏得向夢想努力！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109604431463044405?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109604431463044405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109604431463044405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109604431463044405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109604431463044405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/09/blog-post_25.html' title='童心'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109591215018965808</id><published>2004-09-23T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T12:02:30.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just finished my French class...</title><content type='html'>...and killing the 30 mins before lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's virtually Greek to me, but there was this song that I recognized at the first note: "Helene, je m'appelle Helene... ", and that's it. Being innocent to a new language is so much fun, every word I meet and speak gives me the excitement of &lt;em&gt;learning&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna spend some time on French no less than English...hope one day I can become tri-lingual, gogogo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;je m'appelle CookieT  &lt;-- is this right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109591215018965808?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109591215018965808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109591215018965808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/09/just-finished-my-french-class.html' title='Just finished my French class...'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109586276441253374</id><published>2004-09-22T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T23:32:30.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This blog rocks!</title><content type='html'>I've been playing on the blog for over 3 hours today, getting familiar with the settings and some email-related functions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll update here as frequent as possible and share my life with all of you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and for the passerbys we've never met before...if you feel like building a new friendship, just drop me a &lt;a href="mailto:pie3.1415@gmail.com"&gt;letter&lt;/a&gt;, I'll be your co-builder :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109586276441253374?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109586276441253374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109586276441253374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109586276441253374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109586276441253374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/09/this-blog-rocks.html' title='This blog rocks!'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109584895025135692</id><published>2004-09-22T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T18:42:18.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to fly SR-71, said little CookieT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/640/sr-71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 192px; HEIGHT: 117px" height="128" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/285/1778/200/sr-71.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite aircraft since childhood - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SR-71 Blackbird&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I even made a flying rocket resembling the model :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the fastest(3 mach) and highest &lt;em&gt;air-breathing &lt;/em&gt;plane on the planet. It flies at an altitude that is far beyond the range of ground radars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109584895025135692?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109584895025135692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109584895025135692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109584895025135692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109584895025135692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-want-to-fly-sr-71-said-little.html' title='I want to fly SR-71, said little CookieT'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-109582785682484524</id><published>2004-09-22T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T02:46:01.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>微行天使，你遇見了嗎</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;『Be not inhospitable to strangers,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp lest they be angels in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp勿冷待陌生人，他們可能是微行的天使。』 &lt;em&gt;--Anonymous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想人們的缺點與優點是相平衡的，只是顯隱的差異罷了：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一個癌症末期的病患，在身體方面有了嚴重的缺憾。但在他面對思索自己的死亡中，心靈是要比其他人更堅強/正面/活躍，也許只是因想要留住生命的最後一瞬間，但這樣的心靈看世界，會覺得一切都是如此美好/幸福/珍惜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一個無家可歸的遊民，雖然有著沒洗澡令人掩鼻的汗酸臭與難堪邋遢的外表。他寄宿街頭的生活模式，在我們看來就是無所事事，行屍走肉。但我們可能因為太忙沒有時間停下腳步仔細看這世界，而他確因為『只能』駐足街頭，用那似乎無神的雙瞳監看著人來人往形形色色...我很好奇在他的腦中閃過些什麼念頭呢？這不是我有機會體驗與經歷的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每個陌生人都有他們自己的經歷，千萬不要因為不起眼或遭遇不幸便吝嗇自己對他們應有的關懷。天使就在你眼前，只是他不會顯身，因為他要的是真誠的愛心與付出！&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Originally posted@ famoussaying - zoo.twbbs.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-109582785682484524?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/109582785682484524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=109582785682484524' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109582785682484524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/109582785682484524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/09/blog-post.html' title='微行天使，你遇見了嗎'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8424010.post-110495068371166633</id><published>2004-09-21T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T02:44:43.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My DOB</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;DOB: Date of Birth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some basic geometry facts first. Sit back, and relax~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The most rudimentary thing is &lt;i&gt;1 point&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and the dimension is zero(0D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Then comes another point,&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;i&gt;2 points&lt;/i&gt; form a line - &lt;i&gt;one dimension(1D)&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Still another point joins,&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;i&gt;3 points&lt;/i&gt; are just enough to define a plane - &lt;i&gt;two dimensions(2D)&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/plane.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Finally comes the last point,&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;i&gt;4 points&lt;/i&gt; give the simple tetrahedron - &lt;i&gt;three dimensions(3D)&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/johnt1004/tetrahedron.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the space around us is a combination of&lt;br /&gt;the above 4 cases (0D+1D+2D+3D), we come to&lt;br /&gt;a particular integer by summing up the&lt;br /&gt;corresponding numbers of points: (1+2+3+4)=10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes: &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 points&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; construct the &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;4&lt;/u&gt; possible&lt;br /&gt;geometrical &lt;u&gt;cases&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; in our daily life. 10/4 is, coincidentally,&lt;br /&gt;my date of birth - &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;October 4th&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wahaha~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Note:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the passerbys we've never met before...if you feel like&lt;br /&gt;building a new friendship, just drop me a &lt;a href="mailto:pie3.1415@gmail.com"&gt;letter&lt;/a&gt;, I'll be your co-builder :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8424010-110495068371166633?l=cookiet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/feeds/110495068371166633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8424010&amp;postID=110495068371166633' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110495068371166633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8424010/posts/default/110495068371166633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cookiet.blogspot.com/2004/09/my-dob_21.html' title='My DOB'/><author><name>CookieT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890222974376850164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/398/1600/ct-silouette.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
