<?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-11612126</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:14:35.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-: Wei Loon Blog - welcome  ^^ :-</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is about me, myself, my thought, my feeling, my opinion, my idea and my story. I just want to share with you all. If you have different opinion or same feeling, feel free to drop me a comment.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11612126/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Netcrusader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15029778863987914316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.omnislash.net/pics/snail.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11612126.post-115185263494547433</id><published>2006-07-02T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T08:10:21.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: 1st Half of 2006 (Jan -June)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Overall, the 1st half of year 2006 for me was really interesting and challenging.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the past 6 months, a lot of changes took place whether its intentionally or forcefully. I never know making or adapting to changes can be so difficult. I still have to learn on how to "move with my cheese".  &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were happy and sad moments, but all those things are now remain memory for me. So, I guess now its time to update and review my "Things to do in year 2006". Life goes on, and so must I. Must work harder to achieve all the goals I've set earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I've accomplished so far: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Graduate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yipeeeee ^_^. I have gone through all my coursework, thesis, exams, training, presentation, viva, project, assignment and a lot more.... It's indeed a very happy experience if you know that you have already put in so much effort, and every hard work is finally paid off. Working on my thesis is a very pain and dreaded process for me. Till today, I still have nightmare, where I haven't finish my thesis and the due date is tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Get a 9-5 job.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just landed myself a job since last week. Now, my status has been changed from "a jobles rice worm" to "a contract worker". The company I am working near my house. How near? A 15 min of pleasant and "jam-less" drive in the morning will bring me there. Although my pay is lower if compare to my peers working in Penang, I am satisfied and I believe that I will get increment once I am confirmed as their permanent staff. My advice for all friends with the status of "a jobless rice worm" is: try to get more experience and don't be so choosy in job searching, especially for your first job. Haha, you know I am kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Visit Pulau redang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just right after my final examination, I went to Pulau Redang with my housemates and his frens. The sea over there is really crystal-clear and the sand is very clean. We went for snorkelling many times. Guess what. I saw a turtle when snorkelling. I was so excited that time and keep shouting "turtle!!! here got turtle!!!". Other people might think that I am a "budak bandar", but who cares. Hehe... do you know its not easy to meet with a turtle when snorkelling? Its indeed a nice experience as I watch the turtle eating seaweed. Too bad that I don't have any camera to snap the picture, but I do keep the picture in my mind now :). I didn't know my redang trip can turn out to be so fun. What I can say is Pulau redang really lives up to its reputation and legend. I will be back, Pulau Redang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully my second half of year 2006 will be better and more fun ^^. Anyone reading this, please help me to make it a fun one, thank you and arigato gozaimasu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11612126-115185263494547433?l=lweiloon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/feeds/115185263494547433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11612126&amp;postID=115185263494547433' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11612126/posts/default/115185263494547433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11612126/posts/default/115185263494547433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/2006/07/review-1st-half-of-2006-jan-june.html' title='Review: 1st Half of 2006 (Jan -June)'/><author><name>Netcrusader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15029778863987914316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.omnislash.net/pics/snail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11612126.post-115169536362289760</id><published>2006-06-30T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T12:29:12.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working days vs Studying days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Blue color text shows my working days routine&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red color text shows my studying days(last time) routine&lt;/span&gt;. By the way, did I tell you that I already start working since this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;7:30 Wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7:30 Sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;8:10 Going to office. Driving with eyes like this o_O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8:10 Sleeping... Dreaming with eyes like this ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;8:30 Start working. I need some caffeine, before I sleep on my desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8:30 Ops... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have a class on 8:30. Don't want go-lah! Looks like going to rain already. Better send sms to my friend, "pls help me to sign attendance form". Continue sleeping, anything drop from the sky can be used as a blanket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;12:00 Lunch time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12:00 Feeling hungry. I guess it's time to wake up and find some foods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1:00 Back to my dull work place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1:00 What's the big news today o? Let me read the newspaper first while lying on my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3:00 Still stuck inside my cubicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Supervisor: Wei Loon, maybe you can check why our network is so slow&lt;br /&gt;Colleague A: Ei, can you help me to fix this problem. Pls.....&lt;br /&gt;Colleague B: Wei Loon, set up the projector for me. I need it by 3 o clock SHARP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3:00 Go class first. Cannot skip. This lecturer very strict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5:30 Time to go home. *Honk* *Honk* OI! Drive so slow, go eat grass la! Reach home at 6:00.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5:30 Finish class at 4:00. Reach home at 4:15. So now, can sleep again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Obviously, I miss my school days so much.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson #1 learnt from working: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When you start working, the most precious soft skill that you should master is SEP. It will helps you a lot in climbing your corporate ladder. Its true, trust me. So, you may be curious, what is SEP actually? To make you understand clearly on SEP, I will give you a scenario here.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let say if you have made a mistake and caught urself in a deep trouble, and you know your boss are not going to be happy with it. To avoid getting HR letter, what can you do now? Yeah, make the problem into SEP, which stands for Someone Else Problem. By saying the problem is actually caused by other ppl/process/software/hardware/weather/pet, you keep yourself out of the trouble. Instead of being mad on you, your boss will be shouting on someone else. Who knows your boss might feel happy because you told him the "real" cause of the problem. Therefore, practice the skill from now onwards and make sure you MASTER it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11612126-115169536362289760?l=lweiloon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/feeds/115169536362289760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11612126&amp;postID=115169536362289760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11612126/posts/default/115169536362289760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11612126/posts/default/115169536362289760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/2006/06/working-days-vs-studying-days.html' title='Working days vs Studying days'/><author><name>Netcrusader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15029778863987914316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.omnislash.net/pics/snail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11612126.post-113507122938610638</id><published>2005-12-20T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T01:33:49.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>《小熊维尼》</title><content type='html'>该死的男孩又再想起她了。。。不懂为什么每晚都会想起她。想一个人，却不能告诉她，很痛苦吧？男孩看过一篇文章说，“当你很想念一个人，但不能告诉她时，就去泳池游泳吧。泳池里的 klorin 会把思念人的细菌给消灭掉。”他试过在泳池游了整5个小时，精疲力竭。可是到了夜深人静时，终究还是会想起她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;小熊维尼说过，“如果有一天我们真的不能在一起了，请让我住在你的心里。我会在那里住上一辈子。”我想已经有人搬进去男孩的心里了。&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11612126-113507122938610638?l=lweiloon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/feeds/113507122938610638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11612126&amp;postID=113507122938610638' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11612126/posts/default/113507122938610638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11612126/posts/default/113507122938610638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post_20.html' title='《小熊维尼》'/><author><name>Netcrusader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15029778863987914316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.omnislash.net/pics/snail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11612126.post-113506823866118224</id><published>2005-12-20T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T01:14:05.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>《无题》</title><content type='html'>终于考完最后一张纸，可以松一口气。我才不理它成绩好不好呢，到时才算吧。反正也没机会拿到一级文凭了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天和室友去 Mid Valley MPH 走了一趟。结果买了一本自己很想买的书，那就是 J.R.R Tolkien 写的 LOTR。朋友看了价钱后，一直说好贵，只好很阿Q地告诉他，“我买来奖励自己，当作是生日礼物”。很奇怪为什么他会觉得一本30多块的书贵，但却花得起8块钱吃快餐或看电影。我想，或许是兴趣和价值观不同吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还记得我小学时，级任老师说过，买书其实是一门投资。你买了一本书，你拿来读是在为自己增值；反之，如果你没拿来读，那本书就真的很“贵”，因为你已经投资失败了。如果你想知道一个人读书的多寡，就看他讲话的内容吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当时我并不了解他的意思，但现在我完完全全明白了。他真的影响了我很多。谢谢您，林德安老师！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11612126-113506823866118224?l=lweiloon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/feeds/113506823866118224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11612126&amp;postID=113506823866118224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11612126/posts/default/113506823866118224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11612126/posts/default/113506823866118224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title='《无题》'/><author><name>Netcrusader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15029778863987914316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.omnislash.net/pics/snail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11612126.post-112305885648840941</id><published>2005-08-03T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T01:47:36.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>《超人》</title><content type='html'>电话响时，他不再冲着去接， 因为他懂，她的名字不会出现在荧幕上。&lt;br /&gt;有短讯传入时，他不再第一时间就打开来看，然后希望是她传的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他累了。超人也有累的时候，更何况他只是个普通人。我想他是真的累了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;超人&lt;br /&gt;词:阿信曲:冠佑+阿信&lt;br /&gt;世界如果被残酷攻击只要给我一个电话亭&lt;br /&gt;把内裤当外衣如果你能够开心&lt;br /&gt;展开披风带你飞行&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁赐予我这一身无助的能力&lt;br /&gt;神也不能阻挡你想离开的心&lt;br /&gt;为什么拯救地球是那么容易&lt;br /&gt;为什么束手无策啊我和你的爱情&lt;br /&gt;为什么我能飞天也能够遁地&lt;br /&gt;为什么我却没办法长驱直入你的心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾经你赞美我手臂逛街多能提日日夜夜贴身保护你&lt;br /&gt;最凶狠的怪兽也不能与我为敌&lt;br /&gt;那为何害怕你的泪滴&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我给了我这一幕难堪的结局&lt;br /&gt;谁要这样超人连自己也救不起&lt;br /&gt;为什么拯救地球是那么容易&lt;br /&gt;为什么束手无策啊我和你的爱情&lt;br /&gt;为什么拯救地球终於完美结局&lt;br /&gt;为什么 我只能够眼看著爱燃烧成灰烬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界如果被残酷攻击谁来接手我的超能力&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11612126-112305885648840941?l=lweiloon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/feeds/112305885648840941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11612126&amp;postID=112305885648840941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11612126/posts/default/112305885648840941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11612126/posts/default/112305885648840941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title='《超人》'/><author><name>Netcrusader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15029778863987914316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.omnislash.net/pics/snail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11612126.post-112245665058809082</id><published>2005-07-27T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T02:30:50.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>《隔离 》</title><content type='html'>男孩把自己关在房间里，试着和外界隔离。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他用音乐来麻醉自己，用泪水来洗去伤心的回忆。这样做值得吗？ 她会感受到吗 ？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他不想懂那答案，相信我，他并不想懂。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11612126-112245665058809082?l=lweiloon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/feeds/112245665058809082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11612126&amp;postID=112245665058809082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11612126/posts/default/112245665058809082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11612126/posts/default/112245665058809082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post_27.html' title='《隔离 》'/><author><name>Netcrusader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15029778863987914316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.omnislash.net/pics/snail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11612126.post-112090462651776948</id><published>2005-07-09T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T23:54:11.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;&lt;爱情死了&gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>七月九日，晴天，爱情被埋葬的日子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男孩为那爱情流下了一滴眼泪，晴天变成了雨天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b294/lweiloon/222e81aaa511.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11612126-112090462651776948?l=lweiloon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/feeds/112090462651776948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11612126&amp;postID=112090462651776948' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11612126/posts/default/112090462651776948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11612126/posts/default/112090462651776948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title='&lt;&lt;爱情死了&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>Netcrusader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15029778863987914316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.omnislash.net/pics/snail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11612126.post-111328606293851972</id><published>2005-04-11T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T23:07:42.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>《白雪公主》</title><content type='html'>相信大家都读过《白雪公主》这本著名的童话故事吧.它的结局说到王子和公主最后过着幸福快乐的生活,但我却不那么认为.你也许会很疑惑地问,“他们一个英俊,一个美丽,而且又不需为柴米油盐担忧,难道这样还不幸福吗?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以下只是我小小的想法,希望《白雪公主》的支持者不要骂我 &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1. 第一,试问一个在路上遇到美女就吻的王子,你认为他会对白雪公主专一吗?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2.第二,根据原创的故事说,白雪公主咬了有毒的苹果昏迷后,只要她喜欢的人吻她,就会醒过来.试问她已经昏迷不醒了,又怎么能懂吻她的人就是她喜欢的人呢?这一点我很怀疑.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3.再说,公主完全不了解王子的为人,想也不想就和他结婚,那样不是太儿戏了吗?除非你硬要说,只要是王子,就一定品行良好无不良嗜好.我也无话可说.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;依我看来,他们八成会因为性格不合而分开,然后王子另结新欢,白雪公主每晚都偷偷流泪.又或许他们因为有了孩子而勉强在一起,不开心到永远...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;我建议的结局：因为王子在婚后还是喜欢沾花惹草,公主很伤心地抛弃了他.但是由于白雪公主的父亲碍于面子问题,他无论如何也不准白雪公主离开王子.于是白雪公主一气之下离开了王宫,到森林去投靠七个小矮人.七个小矮人也很乐意地收留了她.他们过着快快乐乐的生活.听说后来白雪公主和其中一个小矮人结婚了,还生了一大堆小矮人.森林里成立了一个小矮人村,好不热闹. 现在我们读的历史书中,里面所记载着以前曾出现过的小矮人,说不定他们的祖先就是白雪公主呢. -完-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;故事圆满结束. (还好,并没有违背童话故事最重要的守则：开心收尾 &gt;_&lt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11612126-111328606293851972?l=lweiloon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/feeds/111328606293851972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11612126&amp;postID=111328606293851972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11612126/posts/default/111328606293851972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11612126/posts/default/111328606293851972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/2005/04/blog-post_11.html' title='《白雪公主》'/><author><name>Netcrusader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15029778863987914316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.omnislash.net/pics/snail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11612126.post-111318590417255515</id><published>2005-04-10T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T19:18:24.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;&lt;为什么蜜蜂能飞?&gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>为什么蜜蜂能飞呢？你们肯定会认为这问题很无聊,我本来也是这么认为. “蜜蜂会飞就是会飞,你管的着吗？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;至到昨天我读到一篇文章,我改变了想法. 那文章的大意如下：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;“... 你们知道为什么蜜蜂能飞吗？在这么多能飞的昆虫里,蜜蜂的身躯最大,翅膀却很小.在航空学来说,这么轻薄的翅膀是不可能承受得了那么重的身躯在天空上飞翔. 那么,为什么它能飞呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;学者们经过多年来的研究,得到了一个结论. 蜜蜂之所以能飞, 是因为它觉得它自己能飞.如果蜜蜂知道自己的身体构造,那么它或许就不能飞了...”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只想和大家分享,如果你觉得自己能飞,那么你就能飞！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11612126-111318590417255515?l=lweiloon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/feeds/111318590417255515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11612126&amp;postID=111318590417255515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11612126/posts/default/111318590417255515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11612126/posts/default/111318590417255515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/2005/04/blog-post_10.html' title='&lt;&lt;为什么蜜蜂能飞?&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>Netcrusader</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15029778863987914316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.omnislash.net/pics/snail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11612126.post-111303559414327455</id><published>2005-04-09T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T01:37:11.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;&lt;他和梅瑰花的故事&gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>他来到了一个陌生的星球。这是他未曾到过的地方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这里没有阳光，只有夜晚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他走了很久也没看到任何生物。累了，他坐下来， 大声地喊：“有人在吗？没有人回答。他再喊：“我很寂寞，有人陪我聊天吗”？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“是谁那么吵啊”？他惊讶地朝那声音望过去。眼前竟然是一朵梅瑰花。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“你好，你很美”。“谢谢你”，梅瑰花说。他说：“我可以和你做朋友吗？”。“好啊”。“可是为何你会在这里呢？”。“我不懂．．．”，梅瑰花说。“不用紧，我也不懂。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;之后他每天都去找梅瑰花谈天，陪她看月亮，陪她数星星。这半年里他们都过得很开心。他发觉梅瑰花的样貌，她的笑容，她的顽皮，她的可爱和一举一动总是在他脑海里徘徊不去。他甚至感觉到她对他是有意思的。他想了又想，“这就是爱吗？”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终于有一天他鼓起勇气，向那梅瑰花表白说：“我很喜欢你，你可以做我女友吗？”梅瑰花听了很惊讶，片久没有出声。过了一阵子，梅瑰花说：“不可能。这么久以来我只是把你当作朋友”。他说：“那么你可以给我一次机会吗？”。“你并不是我喜欢的类型。你太静了．．．我喜欢很会说话的人。而且你太认真了．．．”。他曾经以为只要能和她在一起，就算静静地看月亮，也是一种幸福。但他错了。“我是不会喜欢你的”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他听了这一句话，感到非常地伤心。可是就算他再怎么伤心，也哭不出一滴眼泪。他心想：“难道是我不够爱她吗，为何我哭不出来？” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后，他难过地离开了那个星球。很多年后，他还是爱着那朵梅瑰花。这时他才懂那个星球的名字是‘最伤心的尽头’。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;原来人到了最伤心的尽头，是哭不出一滴眼泪的。&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11612126-111303559414327455?l=lweiloon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lweiloon.blogspot.com/feeds/111303559414327455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>&lt;&lt;受伤的心&gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>这是一段受伤的心和医生之间的对话:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;受伤的心：医生,我很痛. 我想我快不行了. 可以给我点药吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;医生: 可以告诉我怎么样的痛法吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;受伤的心：很痛很痛... 就好像被一把钝刀分成一半, 然后切成四分五裂那样. 我可以感觉到主人非常地痛苦. 我想他爱不到自己喜欢的人, 应该很伤心吧... *咳...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;医生：嗯... 我有一种药叫“时间”. 它能抚平你的伤痛, 但不能去除伤痕, 你要吗?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;受伤的心：需要服食很久吗？我怕来不及了 *咳...咳...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;医生： 因人而异, 快则一两个月, 慢则几年吧. 可是有些人一辈子也不能复原.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*此时, 受伤的心已经咳出血了*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;医生：*惊讶* 你还可以吗？！ 你要忍住啊! 快把他送到急救病房! 快!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;受伤的心：不用了... 谢....谢你, 医生. 我想我...等不及那个"时间"了. 我....我....我不行....了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*受伤的心全身沾满了血迹, 望了这世界最后一眼, 唉了一声, 慢慢地闭上了眼睛. 死了.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;至此以后, 他的主人没有了心, 过着没有感觉的生活, 但他周遭的人并不懂. 他们都不懂. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='32' src='http://www.omnislash.net/pics/snail.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11612126.post-111165594750081915</id><published>2005-03-24T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T00:33:06.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Write In C</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I came across this lyric few day ago and feel that it is very funny. If you have the midi "Let it be", turn it on, enjoy and sing it out loud! Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;center&gt;WRITE IN C&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;center&gt;(sung to The Beatles "Let it Be")&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;When I find my code in tons of trouble,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends and colleagues come to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking words of wisdom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Write in C."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;As the deadline fast approaches,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bugs are all that I can see,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere, someone whispers"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Write in C."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Write in C, write in C,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write in C, write in C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LISP is dead and buried,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write in C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I used to write a lot of FORTRAN,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for science it worked flawlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try using it for graphics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write in C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;If you've just spent nearly 30 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debugging some assembly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon you will be glad to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write in C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Write in C, write in C,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write In C, yeah, write in C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only wimps use BASIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write in C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Write in C, write in C,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write in C, oh, write in C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pascal won't quite cut it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write in C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Guitar Solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Write in C, write in C,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write in C, yeah, write in C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't even mention COBOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write in C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And when the screen is fuzzy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the edior is bugging me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of ones and zeroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write in C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A thousand people people swear that T.P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven is the one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the word PROCEDURE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write in C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Write in C, write in C,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write in C, yeah, write in C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL1 is 80's,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write in C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Write in C, write in C,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write in C, yeah, write in C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government loves ADA,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write in C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Source: &lt;a 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