<?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-19380217</id><updated>2012-01-26T18:16:20.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>海洋皇宮新館</title><subtitle type='html'>前車可鑑。      

西漢洛陽人賈誼，上治安策予漢文帝，陳述治國之道，提到秦皇次子胡亥，在趙高指導下，殺戮如麻，未有做到「前車覆，後車鑑」。
後人以賈誼之話，引伸成「前車可鑑」這諺語。       

對，前車可鑑，日記的作用，就是記錄一生中每一次、每一回的「前車」，讓我們看著那些覆轍，不再重蹈，也能選擇更適合自己的道路</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-476266283916968172</id><published>2012-01-22T08:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T08:37:55.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>忘記</title><summary type='text'>今天，作了一個重要決定。要借助EFT幫自己調節心理。能夠主動說「分手」兩個字，是一種另類的進步吧，這幾天，我曾經想過，是我原本就已經抑壓一股很強大的失望，令我能硬下心腸說分手，還是我受江魔的薰陶有了變化？沒有答案；也許是A，也許是B，也許是A+B，也可能是我不自覺的、隱藏的C，沒關係，反正說了。我曾經想過，就這樣下去算了，可是，幾乎每天都總會看見一些那些，觸動情緒，我能挺著那種傷心維持按章工作，做本份，可這樣下去並不靠譜，昨晚，Cyrus提醒我一招毒招。EFT。十月到馬來西亞學到很多，見識也開闊，可是有些招式始終不敢亂碰，一直以來我都是著重感覺的人，要把某部份感覺剷掉，我會怕全部感覺都連根拔起，我怕一點都不留下，我怕連基本感覺都失去，可能是這種婆媽，令我一直都畏首畏尾，進退失據。「EFT對你好有幫助, 你會見到佢而冇情緒反應, 就好似別人發生的事」Cyrus說。然後，他把具體細節</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/476266283916968172/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=476266283916968172' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/476266283916968172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/476266283916968172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_22.html' title='忘記'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xhCGC8A4Wtk/TxtZ9L0bdaI/AAAAAAAAADE/IO-nrXMyp28/s72-c/eft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-1855532989973723249</id><published>2012-01-15T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T13:41:39.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>傷心</title><summary type='text'>人可以傻，但不能沒原則。人可以柒，但不能沒尊嚴。今日傷心，但願明天快樂。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/1855532989973723249/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=1855532989973723249' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/1855532989973723249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/1855532989973723249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='傷心'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jlP14mFAS0g/TxJnAk7IF4I/AAAAAAAAAC4/itUql2iUjYw/s72-c/ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-369039763586965777</id><published>2011-11-20T17:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T17:13:22.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>秘密</title><summary type='text'>那些年，我又喜歡了一個女生。那年我廿一歲，相比三年前的我，算成年人吧；人也瘦了點，不再肥仔，但出街打扮仍離不開一個「柒」字，一個星期有六日會到球場，著波褲帶白鞋返學這些柒事還真的只有我這種柒頭才做得來，偏偏那些年桃花旺盛，所以我說，女人真犯賤（笑）。那是個有點平凡，又帶點不一樣的女生（下稱R）。粗框眼鏡，人很瘦弱，打扮有時很男性化，有時又很民族風很女人，怪人呀...偏偏，我被迷住了，重口味嗎？不算，雖然她不算美女，可是她「女人」起來真的很女人，那種強烈對比帶來的神秘感，該明的就會明，不明的我也不懂解釋。我和R的「日子」不長，只有一個暑假，對，很短暫，可是我常說，不是每一種感覺、物質都能用時間來衡量，跟一個錯的人在一起，共渡十年也可以沒有回憶，好了，我承認我是重口味，在感情上，我偏向喜歡那種強烈的感覺，重重的在腦中留下烙印最好，餘韻悠長。剛跟R一起時，我和上一任還未完成「掟煲手續」，R明白</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/369039763586965777/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=369039763586965777' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/369039763586965777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/369039763586965777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_20.html' title='秘密'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4QIe-_e3qRM/TsjEZKGEOxI/AAAAAAAAACo/NIz_DY_QhNc/s72-c/secret.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-2335729760572601841</id><published>2011-11-14T05:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T05:52:55.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>過去</title><summary type='text'>那些年，我喜歡了一個女生。那年我十八歲，人家說，是芳華正茂，而我呢？弊，是個肥仔，不是那種肥得厚重有安全感的，也不可愛，而是那種略肥、半死不活，既不厚重也不可愛而且剛剛好能影響五官排列那種，套用潮語，就是「毒」。慶幸我當年，五官組合尚算端正，人也老實踏實不浮誇，總算能躋上大夥兒飯局活動的尾班車，不過，要在聚會上發言，對我來說仍是很奢侈，「收皮啦你」，慢慢地，我養成一種在人前默不作聲，唱K也不敢爭咪的性格習慣。一次機會，認識了一個比我年長一歲的女生。那女生（不想透露太多，下稱F吧），真的很那些年，樣子就是沈佳宜的倒模，性格、打扮、行為，都比沈佳宜更沈佳宜了，那時候的我雖然很毒，卻不是情竇未開的靈芝孢子；我的初戀，小四就開始了，所以我很明白，甚麼是「有可能」，甚麼是「沒可能」，亦不會奢望自己有化腐朽為神奇的超能力，明白有些差距，只有六合彩頭獎的機會，毒L最忌無自知之明。不過，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/2335729760572601841/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=2335729760572601841' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/2335729760572601841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/2335729760572601841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='過去'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HbFpAZZvPbg/TsA8I2wSrfI/AAAAAAAAACc/pEW6Btg1ev4/s72-c/four.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-6477615004613307584</id><published>2011-09-20T17:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T17:02:09.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>盲點</title><summary type='text'>人性的盲點很可怕。「殺人放火金腰帶，修橋築路無屍骸」是上一輩的金句；人性的第一個盲點，就是會被錯誤的感覺引導：好人A本著良心行善，待人接物足一百分，也會為朋友分憂，落得好好先生清譽，但當有一日，你看見他「屌人老味」，你就會將這一點壞無限放大，把他以前的好蓋得死實，然後這個人即使再怎樣去改，亦難免招人話柄。相反，另一個壞人B，偷小便宜縮骨算爆老乜土爛口講大話仲要口臭外加幾日唔沖涼，人見人憎飯局都唔洗預佢果種，突然有一日，帶了自己養了數年的金毛尋回犬見朋友，只見那狗生得精壯，人人看著壞人B用極其關切的態度摸摸狗頭，親暱地說聲：「乖」，我敢肯定，九成以上朋友都會對壞人B立即改觀，人人從此就會容忍他的缺點。例子比比皆是，卻很少人能看穿，這是人性的盲點。好人A用了九成時間對人好，關懷朋友，然後那一次真的憤怒鳥，毫不造作地屌人老味，結局就是賠上自己的形象，這個人對朋友付出很多很多，回報卻少得可憐。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/6477615004613307584/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=6477615004613307584' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/6477615004613307584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/6477615004613307584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_20.html' title='盲點'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MjVSAdqUngM/TnhWfqcHARI/AAAAAAAAACU/oAK0Onv7FWM/s72-c/blindspot1bw.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-1618724481800092956</id><published>2011-08-18T04:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T04:09:55.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>起頭</title><summary type='text'>萬事起頭難？其實不難，只要把要求調低，那起頭就容易，問題是，那事會變質、降級，最後的結果，難免不如意順心，起頭空費勁。拍拖不難，只要把要求調低，選擇很多；找一個單戀你的，更加易辦，因為他從起步點就已經明白，你愛的不是他、未必是他、或不單是他，你口中說出歪理，他會點頭，或找個另類方式奉迎，久而久之，你習慣了，不會自省；他得到你，久而久之就渴求平等，點頭少了，奉迎少了，換來的是他從未告訴你的：「其實我唔同意」「其實我唔鍾意」「其實我忍你好耐」等等，你會奇怪，為甚麼他變了，其實錯了，錯在起跑線上。起頭難，未必壞事只需要想想，為甚麼起頭會難</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/1618724481800092956/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=1618724481800092956' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/1618724481800092956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/1618724481800092956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='起頭'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rU1mDWTthXI/Tkwf_Q1YWEI/AAAAAAAAACE/61HmOnqJNYc/s72-c/head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-2785259774693701423</id><published>2011-07-31T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T11:04:49.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>玩具</title><summary type='text'>跟幾個月前相比，目前這狀況、這日子，更難捱「我究竟做錯乜野？如果我真係做左一樣野，令你要將我玩完又玩玩完又玩又再玩玩得咁甘既，你不如殺左我算啦，我都係人，有感覺架，會痛架」望著天空暗罵，沒有回應，日復一日，我仍然是玩具一件接受自己是玩具的話，一切都變得豁然開朗，但每隔一段時間，總有人說「你不是玩具」，我又會單純地相信，最後結果都是重新包裝成一件玩具推出市面，二三四五六七八九十手的，有人買不起有人不想買有人嫌髒也有人嫌假貨怕掛羊頭賣狗肉...一個二個莫須有掟下來，好想有人顧一顧我感受我也是人</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/2785259774693701423/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=2785259774693701423' title='3 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/2785259774693701423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/2785259774693701423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_31.html' title='玩具'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UzN1d8YH3U8/TjTFkqF3xaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QfeibtuGl5Q/s72-c/sh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-1354116397695435150</id><published>2011-07-27T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T17:59:25.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>重蹈</title><summary type='text'>早幾天，兩口子夜逛又一城。又一城，多麼令人感觸的地方。想起當初，跟那一個她初次正式約會，也是又一城，當時還因為「為何不拖手」，鬧出一個美麗的笑話；想不到這一次，也是又一城，也是初次約會，也牽引到「應不應該拖手」這個課題，世事多麼玄妙。又一城旁邊是又一村，記得有一次，跟那一個她找路到球場，想走又一村找捷徑，卻迷路了，又一村的結構就是有點環環相扣如迷宮一樣，大概要追上「柳暗花明又一村」的意境。「柳暗花明又一村」，用來描述現況很貼切。只是，走過的又一村太多了，哪個才是真實的，教教我。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/1354116397695435150/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=1354116397695435150' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>上心</title><summary type='text'>江山易改，稟性、真難移。還希望豁豁達達豁出去做個甚麼都不上心的真男人，原來修業未滿，說到底，應該上心的，還會上心。可惜世事永不會完美，你要專心上心，偏偏就沒有安全感，不過算了，想當初我認為很安全，很放心，結果是很傻很天真，可能一個不太像樣的開始，會有一個像樣的結果，誰知道。希望如此。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/3226565913664568254/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=3226565913664568254' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/3226565913664568254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/3226565913664568254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='上心'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9k0i15dFRPo/TiOB_BG34YI/AAAAAAAAABs/t7hFlyZ8rYQ/s72-c/200882720165289525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-4709454887996449859</id><published>2011-06-30T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T04:19:59.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>三十</title><summary type='text'>三個月。時間像半年一樣長。六月過得開心，有波踢、有機打、有酒飲，最難忘的是銀包失而復得，錢、咭、身份證事少，照片才最重要；對，我在留戀，我留戀當初那個會tum我開心的妳，我留戀當初那個把安全感無限送上的妳，妳在我眼中完美得可怕，能夠相處多一秒都謝天謝地。現實是殘酷的。一次又一次重覆走上街，我害怕到我們的美麗華，像轉個頭就在眼尾見到妳的背影；我害怕到滿地花生殼的酒吧、害怕吃薯條、也害怕再到那溫馨洋溢的印尼餐廳，曾經讓我感覺到溫暖的每一處，都是陷阱；如果這一切，都能放在酒杯中攪個漩渦就沖走，那該多好，可是我試了又試，沖走的只有理智，回憶就像杯上的污跡永遠洗不掉。曾經，我以為妳是上天給我的最大禮物，原來是個大懲罰。就如地震一樣，強震把一切都震碎，餘震在我們曾經快樂過的每一處繼續蔓延，人心也受害，我很難再相信其他人，不，我是不懂再相信人了，其實這樣也好，一切都不再放在心上，「很無敵」，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/4709454887996449859/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=4709454887996449859' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/4709454887996449859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/4709454887996449859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='三十'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wNsFJ5xX4dc/TguI0Kp1KcI/AAAAAAAAABk/igFdmbzjVkI/s72-c/30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-8613678221600280223</id><published>2011-04-21T14:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T14:45:43.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>放假</title><summary type='text'>單身是種假期吧可是，為了照顧腦袋，要找朋友找節目找地方找酒精找方法回家後又要制止自己找回憶，如果這種假期是自找的還好，可惜不是。比上班還辛苦。跟你一樣都是沒同類的四不像</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/8613678221600280223/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=8613678221600280223' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/8613678221600280223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/8613678221600280223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_21.html' title='放假'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ncDGe9M5ErE/Ta_SCLc5vLI/AAAAAAAAABY/k9TvcclO-zQ/s72-c/mexican-walking-fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-3464699806226259395</id><published>2011-04-14T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T15:52:06.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>回信</title><summary type='text'>Kassy從你傳送msg跟我說分手的那一刻開始，我告訴自己，你變心了，只有一個變了心的女人，才會狠得下心在男友生日那天說分手，才會狠得將所有問題用一句分手全都推開，不再負責任。記得大家當初，你跟我說要改facebook status，其實我很不慣這種張揚，我不想人家老是知道我的感情狀況，一方面像晒命，一方面像沒有私隱，我很疑惑，你告訴我，從前的男友要你改你覺得很煩，但跟我一起我很想我改，記得我們當時在樓上漫畫cafe改的，那一刻我有交戰，我有自私的想忠於自己，最後我放棄了，我決定要你得到安全感，因為我本身就是一個缺乏安全感的人，我明白安全感有多重要。也記得當初，我很少打電話給你，你卻問我，為甚麼老是不找你，我說我很不慣打電話給人，怕人家覺得我煩了，也是種陰影吧，你說，想我多打電話給你，讓你覺得我是每一刻都著緊你，那好，慢慢地我強迫自己形成一種習慣，每日放工、返工，無論如何都給你一個電話，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/3464699806226259395/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=3464699806226259395' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/3464699806226259395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/3464699806226259395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_14.html' title='回信'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-4451143948724208862</id><published>2011-04-09T04:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T15:31:50.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>堅強</title><summary type='text'>我比我想像中堅強餘震威力比想像中弱也許不是突發消息，事前有先兆，整整兩個月都在「到底幾時散」的心情下渡過，有了答案，過了陣痛，反而豁然開朗我唯一執著，主觀地認為，其實我倆之間，並無性格不合；要接受一個人突然大變，很困難吧，從知道變化後過了僅兩個月，過渡也需要時間，何況這到底是她的自身問題，我盡力遷就、調校；最後力不隸、未隸，居然怪我，是我一個人的責任嗎？到了這個問題便放棄，這段感情很難有將來。也可能有些我不能解決的問題存在吧，誰知道？當初，你感覺不到我的愛，我為你改變自己；然後角色調轉，你就要我接受，我苦苦的撐下去，卻換來「唔適合大家，長痛不如短痛，依家分開對大家都好」匆忙轉status，不是為了爭取時間「搵食」，也不是想博同情，而是看著越來越多「祝你早日...」的慶生留言，我想，即使一個人有多堅強，都很難接受這種處境（逆境），唯有認輸這幾天仍然很亂，經常在街上停下看電話、看</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/4451143948724208862/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=4451143948724208862' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/4451143948724208862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/4451143948724208862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2011/04/status.html' title='堅強'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NS8cYjdvcOc/TZ90eZCswmI/AAAAAAAAABQ/LMg5DiTSB20/s72-c/gd.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-5758972081471625925</id><published>2011-04-06T11:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T11:45:01.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>性別</title><summary type='text'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EWYygyxBTEw這一輯星期日檔案，就在我接到分手msg那天播出。內容七成以上都是舊酒，沒新意，但我看了剩下的三成後，很有感觸。男人老狗感觸甚麼？哈哈，我不知道，只是我現在覺得自己很可笑，也很可悲。我就是覺得我真的太女人了難怪</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-6649151239359070811</id><published>2011-04-04T07:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T07:51:59.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>生日</title><summary type='text'>我生日了四月二也好，四月四都好，總之，我三十歲了進入了另一個人生階段，朋友說，我才剛開始我的黃金十年女朋友也送我一份禮物一個學習成熟的機會「如何在生日祝福下面對分手？」很困難吧？對於這段感情，我有努力，無悔，能夠不顧一切改變自己去令他人感受愛，是種幸福，至少我這樣看，因為愛，本來就很麻木。若然能理智去看待感情，也許是一種很有型格的事，但為了這種型格，而錯失一段感情，不見得明智，在我眼中，張小嫻只是一個得不到幸福的葡萄港女。用理智看感情，其實每一段感情都不完美。我很傷心不過，以理智的眼光去看，傷心只是一種無力改變現況的無能所以，我很無能，理智的你應該嘲笑我。不過，能夠豁出去改變自己去令人感受愛，我會為自己鼓掌，激勵自己。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/6649151239359070811/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=6649151239359070811' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>星期五前一晚，等待得最苦。第三次被冷汗和不切實際的夢焗醒、嚇醒，我知道，假如不能保住最佳精神狀態迎接明天，會令事情變得更糟，放工回家第一件事，就是甚麼都不想躲在被窩。心態像備戰，明天有可能遇到的每種問題與情況，無時無刻出現，迫我去想，迫我去解決；我怕說錯一言、問錯一語，會得到一個接受不了的結果；腦，每秒都在轉，直至把我從睡夢中反覆轉醒。即使醒了，坐在電腦前，仍會不受控地CLICK FACEBOOK，看得多，想得更多；常常聽說家裡是最安全最溫曖，這一刻，全都推翻。終於到了。在你公司附近等收工，怕遲到、怕因為連日失眠一睡不起，放工後一直不敢靠近床邊，一直等到出門，在你公司附近的海傍呆坐，這時的我想得更亂了，我甚至想到跳海，如果一跳就能解決痛苦，那實在比傅傳理在奧運一跳奪金更有意義，可我偏偏是個放不低感情，沒膽量去死的極品，何況我還不知道，究竟出了甚麼意外，我也想知道死因。看著對面馬路的你，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/8217781353060043819/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=8217781353060043819' title='3 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/8217781353060043819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/8217781353060043819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_25.html' title='乾柴'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fcC-57Eswtw/TT3srhDbAVI/AAAAAAAAABE/clyyt_xwezg/s72-c/KT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-1833968808700929164</id><published>2011-01-18T03:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T14:22:15.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>等待</title><summary type='text'>等待很苦。只是數天吧，星期日，你說星期五出來傾傾，短短五日，換著是其他人，沒甚麼等不了。偏偏，我要等的，卻是把我弄得失去理性耐性常性的你，五小時都嫌多。何況，這幾天，像強迫症一樣，不斷check電話，看看有沒有新訊息，不斷check你FB，看看有沒有新update，我不能迫你接我的來電，只能把自己迫瘋了。不能言語。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/1833968808700929164/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=1833968808700929164' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/1833968808700929164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/1833968808700929164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_18.html' title='等待'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-8741973439984610792</id><published>2011-01-14T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T19:43:54.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>等待</title><summary type='text'>我在等待。無論你怎樣改變，感情不應輕描淡寫略過不單是承諾、承擔，遇上問題，能同甘共苦才是愛。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/8741973439984610792/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=8741973439984610792' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/8741973439984610792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/8741973439984610792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='等待'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fcC-57Eswtw/TTA23cSjobI/AAAAAAAAAA0/lGobFFYs8R8/s72-c/ever.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-3277277760580216938</id><published>2010-10-03T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T16:27:04.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>朋友</title><summary type='text'>近期為朋友煩惱。別想太歪，我不是那種處處擔心朋友身邊事的老好人，相反，我是奸的，壞壞的，歹角，朋友出事我會落井下石，瀟灑串一會後才送上解決辦法，不要罵我，反正世上總要有這種人生存，說我串只是看得太偏，說得「準確」一點，我是「明諫」，識我日子淺的，總會覺得我串，但我對朋友好到哪種程度，只有我的好朋友才會明白。我煩惱的，是我應否擴大一下生活圈子，說句實話，朋友我真的不少，但我這幾年，都只會選擇「談得來、或同興趣」的朋友渡過空餘時間；一則、假如談不來，那麼幾小時的約會飯局大家都在磨時間，我想，到了這個年紀大家都會有種共識，就是光蔭似箭、日月如梭，我們都不像年青時能夠豪花時間做一點小學雞耍盲雞的無聊事，時間有價，總要花得有價值，至低要求是能夠讓自己找點滿足，不能虛渡。二則，假如興趣不同，那更煩惱，任何一方遷就都不好，我在這個骨節眼上，是個完美主義者，我總希望，能跟波友、機友、甚至飯局友約會，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/3277277760580216938/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=3277277760580216938' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/3277277760580216938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/3277277760580216938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='朋友'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-6276406516603356445</id><published>2010-08-13T05:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T05:35:03.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>乾柴</title><summary type='text'>跟Kassy認識一年了一年，對我而言是心理關口，原因是，戀愛談得多，但一直以來，只有一次「拍拖超過一年」的經驗，所以，當「一年」的鐘聲響起，人就慌了，不知所措，開始想當年。往績是，我跟一個心地很好，但最後「狠心推我學跌倒」的女生，蜜運了約一年兩個月，跟之前那些幾星期、幾個月的女友相比，總算給我找到點安全感。有人會說，是我花心，用情不夠認真，自招的，「抵L死的」，既然「型棍的」玩慣了幾星期、幾個月，那就不要奢望得到「長途愛情」的入場券。以前，我經常為自己辯護，我說，我很認真的，那幾星期、幾個月的原因，是因為我的性格和「技巧」出了毛病，第一、我性格真的很悶，不喜歡說話的；第二，我往往在剛開始時，對「熱戀期」投入太多，熱戀之後，絢燦歸於平淡，無貨賣了，見真章了，悶了，也就完了。「別玩了」、「少來這套」、「哈哈」，是得到的回覆，對啊，幾星期幾個月了這麼多次，怎會每一次都因為一個「悶」字分手？對啊</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/6276406516603356445/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=6276406516603356445' title='4 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/6276406516603356445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/6276406516603356445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title='乾柴'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-5187376547682706082</id><published>2010-06-09T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T13:14:24.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>懶惰</title><summary type='text'>「懶了。三個月沒打日記，懶了。想去游水，不去了，因為懶了；想去學車，不學了，因為懶了；就連每星期一次去放題飯局upload相這一類動作，都少了，因為懶了。突然發覺，「懶」，原來很好，因為懶，我可以放棄游水，多睡一會，然後精神飽滿（一點）的，吃晚飯；因為懈，我可以放棄學車，多儲點錢，然後看著略有增長的儲蓄，在傻笑；因為懶，我可以放棄相機，也擺脫了facebook的魔掌，用這些時間放在新買的Battlefield 2，新手都足以成精了。你看，不要老是把「懶」看成負面，凡事都有兩面...」心魔囈語。都是屁話。過了二十九歲，開始明白，為甚麼男人會有甚麼中年危機。原來，當一切都開始安定，平淡，人就慢慢的停下，開始懶，開始惰，那個惰，不單是懶惰的惰，還包括面部和腹部肌肉，都因為運動和新陳代謝同時減少而「墮下墮下」，男人若沒有衝擊，下場就只能像寶生口中那金句：「好似條鹹魚一樣」受不了，真的受不了，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/5187376547682706082/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=5187376547682706082' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5187376547682706082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5187376547682706082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='懶惰'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-7809807747445688419</id><published>2010-03-25T04:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T04:37:12.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>神偷</title><summary type='text'>看了《歲月神偷》。可惜我沒有太多兄弟情，那小兄弟的生活點滴，沒有共鳴，但生離死別的傷感氣氛，也總會有。我有一弟，相差七年，以三年一代溝作算，足可容納兩條鴻溝，我不是戲中的羅進一，學業和運動，從來都沒標青過，反而我弟的運動天分更好，從小就在體院練水，後來在青訓第四階段，對著流浪青年軍「一扭七」，還給那些教練邀請跟操了，我沒有親眼看看他游水游得多快，也沒有在場見證那幾個「被一扭七」的，是甚麼嘍囉，我只是從朋友口中轉述得知，但吳君如也說嘛，「做人總要信」，我當然相信我的親弟有這種種天份，誰不想親兄弟能出人頭地？但令我感受最深，也一度很憤慨的是，這個擁有天分的人，為甚麼會一事無成？「對唔住啊，我起唔到身，教練我唔黎喇」「我今日約左人，今日練習唔黎喇」「「今日踢波有事唔黎喇」，經常在家中聽到這種對白、藉口，近年少了，因為機會都少了，當過了十七八九歲的黃金年齡，還沒跟上職業操練，球技、</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/7809807747445688419/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=7809807747445688419' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/7809807747445688419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/7809807747445688419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='神偷'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-3316249191383351740</id><published>2010-01-28T06:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T06:51:31.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>回憶</title><summary type='text'>有些回憶，很難抹掉。像小學雞時代小息鐘響要定格偷雞郁一兩下以為好威結果被訓導主任用三枝紮成一束的籐條打手板，那種像麻辣火鍋一樣不單有痛還有手掌發麻的感覺，當你路過雜貨舖，看到籐條和雞毛掃，再望望手掌，想一想，也會隱隱然發麻，不會再痛，但會會心微笑。回憶就是這樣奇妙，假設我「被打」後一兩天、一兩個月，甚或一兩年，再看到籐條，我還會怕，猶有餘悸，十幾年後，第一是人大了不會再怕「打手板」，其次是對於「打手板」那種痛感，記憶開始糢糊了，感覺已經有害怕轉為平淡。曾經，我對這些來自東南亞的，都有種抗拒，理由是，在這個地區「坐完過山車後直插谷底」，那感覺很深，有些感覺很難用時間衡量，每天吃公仔麵，吃過十年，回憶只會有「公仔麵」三字，但假如給你一週時間，第一天吃印尼撈麵配冬蔭公，第二天只吃白麵包，然後第三天吃和牛喇沙，第四天又只吃一個紙包蛋糕，就這樣梅花間竹一個禮拜，相信十年後、二十年後，你都會記得，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/3316249191383351740/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=3316249191383351740' title='3 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/3316249191383351740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/3316249191383351740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_28.html' title='回憶'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-531031647392073848</id><published>2010-01-02T12:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T12:06:33.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>禮物</title><summary type='text'>好開心，超鍾意呢份禮物望得超遠，唔知望唔望到火星...肯定日日帶出街，仲開心過升職...不過我個款咁衰，遲早比人捉，當做偷窺賊...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/531031647392073848/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=531031647392073848' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>越來越難從這份工作找快樂。我從小就有個缺點，就是心散，散漫，讀書如是，踢波如是，猶幸小時讀書能倚賴小聰明，考試前一日溫一兩個鐘，十名之內就沒有問題，到中學現形了，什麼都得背，不花時間背就注定敗北，結果兵敗如山倒，成績插水了，再沒有幾多個老師敢說這個學生聰明了，沒有動力，讀書就不吸引，然後愛上踢波，一星期踢七日，不亦樂乎，但我不喜歡練波，要像朋友們晚晚城門河跑圈然後在青訓第二階段搏表現這種行為我真的做不來，我能做的只是悠悠地去青訓拿一兩張麥當奴汽水飛，能入選當然好，未能選中也就罷了，我總覺得踢波應該快樂‧隨心。生活也是一樣到出來工作了，偏偏又選了以侵蝕時間著稱的記者，我記得第一份工是雜誌，生活及飲食版，一星期只有一天假，埋版曾經在公司逗留三十六小時以上，幾乎要紮營，但我做得開心，因為每星期，看著一本大家都拼了命去做的雜誌出版，新鮮熱辣還未出街便拿上手，揭開十幾頁自己作品在嘴嚼那一刻，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/8504766683460326656/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=8504766683460326656' title='4 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/8504766683460326656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/8504766683460326656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_29.html' title='工作'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-259656348588734239</id><published>2009-12-25T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T13:39:11.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>聖誕</title><summary type='text'>日記又荒廢兩個月了...很快很快，又到聖誕是時候，著手準備聖誕禮物酒芯朱古力曲奇朱古力純朱古力、士多啤梨乳酪朱古力聖誕咭共冶一爐就這樣...然後，去了尖嘴「阿貓地攤」，玩了一個聖誕餐DIY，開開心心地過了平安夜以為很精細，原來又輸了...是個音樂盒拆封後幾乎再包起放在床頭妳，總不會令我失望。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/259656348588734239/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=259656348588734239' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/259656348588734239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/259656348588734239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='聖誕'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-3997682051611162629</id><published>2009-10-25T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T15:11:02.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>大餅</title><summary type='text'>女朋友去旅行了。只是三日，只是台北，只是誠品西門町士林夜市國父紀念館，也許，加插一兩晚的夜店如Luxy或Lava，僅此而已。男朋友就悲情了。有點失眠，有點不慣，有點忐忑戚戚然七上八落又再上心頭，也許，還有一兩刻的感覺如牽腸或掛肚，或許更多。別笑了，還處於熱戀期中的情侶，能有哪種高Level的冷靜？我也是正常人吧，而且，心理質素一向不佳，踢波如是，拍拖如是，只有工作上較好（一點）。------------------------------聽過這樣的故事嗎？（內容或有差異，但本質一樣）簡述一個女人，嫁了個弱智丈夫，就是弱智得不懂自己進食那種，一天，她要出遠門，為怕丈夫餓死，把一個大餅掛在丈夫頸上，好讓他餓了也找到吃的；女人回來時，丈夫還是餓死了，原因是，他不知道那個餅，能吃的...笑話一則我想起這個故事，是因為女朋友怕我老毛病發作，胡思亂想得瘋了，臨行前，把這個給我我認，我有時都會有點弱智</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/3997682051611162629/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=3997682051611162629' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/3997682051611162629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/3997682051611162629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_25.html' title='大餅'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-1932895661785319760</id><published>2009-10-12T13:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T06:07:06.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>情信</title><summary type='text'>多久沒有收情信了？很可悲的，明明心裡很想感動人，渴望享受反彈回來的感動，偏偏因為年紀大，死要自尊，即使有貨賣，都不肯先行一步認低B，以為好型好醒好有face，實質自怨自憐dry到死；明知一封親筆書信勝過一百封E-mail，偏偏貪方便，也因為懶，再製造「其實都係心意者」一類的藉口，瞞騙自己，寧願attach一兩句自閉仔都會copy and paste的網文，套用在70字以內的sms發送，還要問問對方是否同台，以衡量互通sms是否合乎經濟原則...我至少認識十個朋友，都是這種現代人我嘛，執筆機會不多，畢竟寫封情信，先要有mood，再要有空，更要看對方是甚麼品類，如果對方是CD-Rom，不是Writer，感性點說，你不會知道對方的「讀後感」，沒有互動，到第二三四封，就會失去方向，很空洞，很怕寫多錯多，又怕寫得多令人沉悶，收信變成習慣就最可悲，再現實點、直接點說，就是浪費時間，既然對方不解柔情，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/1932895661785319760/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=1932895661785319760' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/1932895661785319760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/1932895661785319760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='情信'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-2968895799975602799</id><published>2009-09-13T14:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T14:41:33.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>酗酒</title><summary type='text'>停止酗酒的日子，過不慣。有人話「酒好飲既地方，就係因為佢難飲」，對於啤酒，我認同的，由細到大都不喜歡啤酒，很苦，又不像烏龍茶般，會「回甘」，近年又多了一個藉口，「怕肥」呀，陰功說「怕肥」是藉口，一點也不錯，對於啤酒抗拒，其他酒類就來者不拒，我不是唐英年，對紅酒沒研究，也不懂品酒，近期寵幸的，是以下兩款。阿傑推薦的，入口酒味較一般白酒濃最重要是，抵飲，減價中，40蚊港紙有交易。嫌玩味不夠，可加無核提子再雪凍，酒味不會更加香甜但會令無核紅提，變成改良版巨峰提。由我自己一手發掘的，買前我安慰自己，說「適量黑糖能減肥」，「梅」這種東西也好像會修身，買啦買啦...當然，是否有修身效果，心照，但在這種自慰心態下買酒，會減少許多罪咎感。加冰是重要程序，太濃了，我肯定糖份不少，奠。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/2968895799975602799/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=2968895799975602799' title='5 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/2968895799975602799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/2968895799975602799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_13.html' title='酗酒'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-4857400734427467340</id><published>2009-09-11T06:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T06:27:33.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>拍拖</title><summary type='text'>有拖拍了。原因簡單，當「左鄰右里」都談起戀愛，玩樂少了，空間多了，「屋大忌人稀」，自然想找個人陪了。其實我該慶幸，在這種年紀，還能「得心應手」；對方不是「唔會嗌非禮」的爛gag王，其實我老了，思想跟不上；年紀比我大，其實更好，成熟 = 體貼；身高幾乎平排，其實我很enjoy，我認老但不想認矮；外表跟我一樣，「睇落好串」，慶幸大家都算五官端正，難得的組合。決定前，曾經有一輪深思熟慮仔細選擇：爛gag王不錯，我指的是外表，早四五年認識，「諗都唔L諗」一定去馬；另一位高學歷，算是「前度同行」吧，喜歡攝影，談得投契，是那種倪震口中，能跟男人「言談間就能達到前所未有的高潮」那種女人，當然樣子是「入眼」的，容許我膚淺一下，我不是那種「只要你內心似周慧敏，就不介意你outlook似余慕連」的聖人。曾經有一刻，我好像有了選擇，畢竟溝通也很重要，可是我沒有忘記、對我來說最重要一點：就是「感覺」。這個「</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/4857400734427467340/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=4857400734427467340' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/4857400734427467340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/4857400734427467340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='拍拖'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-5816182523392989248</id><published>2009-08-25T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T07:44:14.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>感覺</title><summary type='text'>很久沒嘗過這種感覺。很久，即是多久？答案就同「feel」一樣，不能實答，只能抽象聯想。很搞笑的，兩個未曾見過面，但又不能說完全陌生的「陌生人」，相約飯局，說穿了，就是ICQ時代的網聚行為，好在見面地點由「旺地恆」升級至時代廣場UA，更好在見面目的未有進化至潮爆的「援助交際」。「哈哈」這個「笑聲詞」很好用，雖然用得很爛，卻足夠形容這兩個人見面時那種無聲尷尬靦?與拘謹，我很慶幸香港有種叫「爛GAG」的土產文化，發明的人是天才，應有的隔閡破了不少，即使Dead Air仍偶有出現。吃飯了。吃甚麼，永遠是令人煩惱的課題，嗜辣的，濃味的，清淡的，單是味道上的喜好，一百人分分鐘有九十九個不同答案，還未談菜式選擇，中菜西餐壽司韓燒還是印度咖喱，拍拖還好，至少你知道對方/對手一個大概，但跟這種「陌生人」進餐，可以爆頭。等等...這是近期跟朋友用餐的口頭禪，原因不是祈禱，而是滿足一下發展到近乎「戀攝癖」</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/5816182523392989248/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=5816182523392989248' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5816182523392989248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5816182523392989248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_25.html' title='感覺'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-3762257424451503578</id><published>2009-08-12T07:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T08:49:00.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>踢波</title><summary type='text'>▲國王的波襪：當日，有條粉皮去踢波，唔記得帶波襪同Pad勉強上陣廿分鐘，交出一個入波同一個助攻，協助球隊大勝四比一。----------------------------實在好懷念踢石地從來都唔覺得踢草地會好玩過踢石地，原因有三：一，由細到大都係踢石地波，草地？唔係無，但係落親場都係小丑戲居多二，承上，石地踢得多，淨係識猜波，踢草場，試問有幾多人真係識猜波？又諗，踢草場都猜到波既，會唔會同你踢先？三，又承上，本身腳力已經唔夠，踢草場，遠射唔洗諗，加上而家隻右腳有問題，玩完啦直至同基恩隊波踢，先開始改觀，咁又坦白講，佢隊波，小丑戲、唔識猜、無遠射，其實樣樣都有少少但係人無完美，我自己何嘗唔係一個無速度、唔夠快、走唔郁既極品？大家都有缺點，消極睇，係攬住一齊死；而積極去諗，係可以將僅有既優點拎曬出黎，互補不足同佢地踢，通常踢右中場，要靠我食糊，死左九世了，靠我爆落底線出波？</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/3762257424451503578/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=3762257424451503578' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/3762257424451503578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/3762257424451503578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_12.html' title='踢波'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-1816775070948063436</id><published>2009-08-08T05:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T12:56:31.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>恐怖</title><summary type='text'>從來都唔明點解呢世人總係會有好多奇奇怪怪既事同我做朋友半年前突如其來既「床邊的恐怖」都算喇今日發生既...又算點？完全唔知想點亦唔知可以點亂到頭都叉開自然唔想繼續鑽牛角尖於是出去打個轉又認識左個有趣既朋友一個專幫人籌備婚禮既策劃人內容不提好記得佢唔止一次語重深長同我講：「知唔知點解香港結婚叫做『做老襯』？因為香港女人同男人離婚係可以分你一半身家你諗諗有乜野係結婚前唔做得結婚後先做得？好似諗唔到，係咪？咁你又諗諗有乜野結婚前做得結婚後唔做得？太多諗到爆頭呢？結婚結到咁樣唔係老襯係乜野？所以，將來結婚記住...（內容保密，有興趣自己問我，只限男士）」佢引用一個例子有一個女人同一個有錢佬結婚結婚後三年就辦離婚然後分左一間屋同四百幾萬之後講左兩句勁野：「你做三年，有無我賺咁多？」「咪當做三年雞，仲要係人地當正你係老婆喎，哈哈」</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/1816775070948063436/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=1816775070948063436' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/1816775070948063436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/1816775070948063436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_08.html' title='恐怖'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-3883585898669981140</id><published>2009-08-07T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T17:10:48.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>台北</title><summary type='text'>唔寫日記一個月其實都好過份話明日記點都應該比少少尊嚴佢雖然我想話：「我唔會再冷落個日記架喇」但我怕我做唔到既然未必做到唔講出黎對大家都好六月尾台灣之旅真係好想有續集...內容不會作廢吧，哈哈</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/3883585898669981140/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=3883585898669981140' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/3883585898669981140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/3883585898669981140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='台北'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-2758821386998864638</id><published>2009-06-15T11:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:02:36.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>極品</title><summary type='text'>難得，真的難得。有些事物，一生人必定要經歷一次。像看戲，我喜歡看戲，戲院也好，vcddvd也好，免費如迅雷甚至BTAV片都好，甚麼都看，看得很爛，但自問不挑剔，看爛片也能自得其樂，文藝一點的也會嘴嚼劇情，看到漂亮的女優也會扯旗致敬，男人嘛。不過一直以來，從來未有一套戲，會令我有「想中途離場」的感覺；他媽的，不知是倒霉還是走運，還真的給我遇上了。就是《蕩寇》想看這套片有三大原因：第一，做了視覺奴隸，看到精彩的Trailer，就希望入場第二，遠赴巴西拍黑幫片，斷估會比遠赴澳門拍的古惑仔2更吸引第三，黃秋生可能我算鄙陋的大多數，一直以來，都未看過重慶森林，未挑戰過自己的藝術容受性，但sorry，這部由驕陽電影、徐小明製作的《蕩寇》，我就覺得是真正的垃圾，若然有一日，有位電影學家/評論員能激讚這套片，我也會坦白承認，我是一個不懂看戲的土佬，斷不會為了令其他人覺得「我原來很懂得藝術」</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/2758821386998864638/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=2758821386998864638' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/2758821386998864638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/2758821386998864638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='極品'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-5425332435190506732</id><published>2009-05-13T11:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:58:27.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>失去</title><summary type='text'>失去瀕失去將會失去才來珍惜原來是一種通病曾灶財皇后碼頭牛頭角下村要多少才足夠讓我們內疚？不要說政府拆東拆西重點是一直以來你有沒有認真去看過一眼？如果沒有到政府要拆才來嚷著要欣賞保留是真正的「廢up」由於懶即使我堅持我一直都想好好的去為每一堆「舊東西」去拍拍照到頭來都淪為「廢up」之一但我比「廢up」優秀的就是我會在「廢up」成型之際真的會拿著相機到現場自認「廢up」一堆相片不能保留下村的所有但連相片都沒有下村就會變成比「廢up」更虛無飄渺的集體回憶</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/5425332435190506732/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=5425332435190506732' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5425332435190506732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5425332435190506732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2009/05/up-up-up-up-up-up.html' title='失去'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-2935336175940487328</id><published>2009-04-25T15:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:32:58.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>改觀</title><summary type='text'>非誠勿擾一向對內地電影無甚好感，原因簡單，因為偏見張藝謀的，沒好感，要不太文藝，要不就賣弄畫面鏡頭色調，要不就賣弄徐娘半老但風韻猶存的鞏俐，拜託，我是個沒審美眼光的觀眾，對於無病呻吟的《一個都不能少》，實在一看都嫌太多。其他的，恿提了，就當我以片概全。直至看了馮小剛的《非誠勿擾》。從來沒期望過，戲院上映時也沒考慮過撐撐電影業，我看，是因為家中裝了迅雷網上影院，免費的，又因為其他都看過，沒甚麼好看了，姑且一看。很勉為其難。劇情不提，有興趣可買藍光碟，值得的，至少都值一隻DVD，VCD未免太貶，像我，免費看的，是罪過。看完後，覺得劇中的葛優很像我（笑），我想我十年後會是另一個「秦奮」。===================================近期沒有對不起的人和事就只是有個對不起的日記</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/2935336175940487328/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=2935336175940487328' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/2935336175940487328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/2935336175940487328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='改觀'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-4377082153473778002</id><published>2009-03-07T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T19:19:09.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>同種</title><summary type='text'>沖沖下涼，無端端聽到我老豆話我細佬「好心你唔好一有時間就打機，分配下你自己d時間，陪下女朋友」「次次要人地上黎屋企陪你，你有無陪過人地？」「拍下拖行下街睇下戲食下飯咪幾好幾正常」「人地上黎，夜媽媽一個人返屋企，你可唔可以送埋人返去」講到呢度老豆開始進入「想當年mode」，話自己當年追阿媽時點樣點樣夜一夜都要送人返去，一路講，我發覺我細佬打機既聲依然都係「轟轟」聲我老豆不愧係我阿麻個仔，都係同一個type，鍾意想當年而我同我細佬不愧係兩兄弟，都係同一個type，都係咁「閉」但我同我細佬都係我老豆個仔，應該都係同一個type，點解d行為會有咁大分別？我開始懷疑我同我細佬係執番黎</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/4377082153473778002/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=4377082153473778002' title='5 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/4377082153473778002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/4377082153473778002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_07.html' title='同種'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-4464143426546723697</id><published>2009-03-05T14:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T15:56:45.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>報夢</title><summary type='text'>尋「晚」發夢，係咁打日記無停過，一路打一路笑，我相信係呢個日記既冤魂報夢比我，要提醒我打日記...日記小姐...我會寵幸你多d架喇，原諒我...前一排睇介紹，知道元朗楊氏烏頭，大圍都有得賣，於是，趁放假，on99地去傻一次原先以為應該唔平，但原來只賣25蚊條，而且條條新鮮（鱗無啞色，成條彎左僵硬晒就係新鮮），不過呢個價，已經係大陸烏頭既一倍...返到去，急不及待整黎食一刀劈開兩截，一個人食無理由用大碟切蒜頭係一個好煩既程序但隻手就無得救，陣味到第二日仲聞到好不容易先同條魚上好妝又好不容易先至蒸熟值得開心既係條魚真係無泥味好耐都無食過咁鮮既烏頭不過食完呢條魚之後當晚同阿mark去食清真牛肉餅就無乜胃口了...=================================舊年奧運之後，係花墟撞返以前街場踢波識既一個「o靚仔」阿俊，之後約佢隊波踢幾次友賽，開始有聯絡到前一排，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/4464143426546723697/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=4464143426546723697' title='4 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/4464143426546723697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/4464143426546723697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='報夢'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-6490699491684623475</id><published>2009-02-20T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T15:09:00.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>錯了</title><summary type='text'>昨晚深夜，百無聊賴，跟阿傑去看《乜都得先生》對這套「笑」片，從來沒期望過，但昨晚一會，omg，「比套戲入到應一應」，可能我對號入座，但認識我深的朋友，如果有機會，看這套戲，大概都有機會，想起我這個「宅男」。本片講述Jim Carrey、一個銀行借貸部職員，由一個任何約會、邀請、請求，都以私務忙而拒絕的離婚「宅男」，機緣巧合下聽talk，改變人生。這個宅男，根本就是我的縮影。「這個世界充滿遊戲，年輕時我們都知道，長大後卻忘記了」記得，幾年前拍拖，女朋友在分手時，都說我太「寡」了，她們喜歡逛街、喜歡熱鬧、喜歡說笑、每晚都會跟朋友約會，喝一兩杯也好，唱一兩句也好，都是生活的樂趣，我呢？朋友酒局？不去了，很累；行街？有甚麼要買？讓我幫你去買，ok？；「喂喂，唔好訓到咁晏，我地早少少，搵地方去好唔好？」「唔喇，好累」「唔喇，一陣起身我煮飯你食補數，好唔好？」「唔喇，訓多陣啦」「唔喇…」，甚麼都</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/6490699491684623475/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=6490699491684623475' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/6490699491684623475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/6490699491684623475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='錯了'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-9083321464621019432</id><published>2009-01-26T04:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T05:20:00.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>目標</title><summary type='text'>牛年要達成以下目標體能：至少要保持到每次去體記練波前，都跑到三個圈、踢完波唔會抽筋傳波：希望自己「沙維化」，唔好再傳醫院波，傳中波至少要有一半到位，地波要有八成速度：呢個年紀要提升速度應該係天方夜譚，何況我唔係尼日利亞「巴氏宗親會」成員，只要保持有爆得開小環同小虎既能力，就夠了身型：希望保持每星期一次「GYM局」，希望腰圍唔過三十三，手臂可以大隻D，「得身位」可以勁少少-----------------------------------------------------牛年希望：搞多幾次石地波（柴娃娃，嘻嘻哈式友賽）玩下柒少陣順順利利過今年保留追加願望權利</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/9083321464621019432/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=9083321464621019432' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/9083321464621019432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/9083321464621019432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='目標'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-5473803672061174975</id><published>2009-01-02T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T15:55:38.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>尾聲</title><summary type='text'>我的十二月我的少稿多Pause===============================我的2009繼續少稿多Pause</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/5473803672061174975/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=5473803672061174975' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5473803672061174975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5473803672061174975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2009/01/pause-2009-pause.html' title='尾聲'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-5609274041061248458</id><published>2008-12-23T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:54:10.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>電話</title><summary type='text'>從來都覺得講電話應該應簡即簡畢竟時間寶貴今日我用左唔夠十秒鐘講一個電話「係呀係呀，去呀去呀，好呀好呀，拜拜拜拜」呢篇日記係一間PUB度打...++++十二月怪事仍然持續...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/5609274041061248458/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=5609274041061248458' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5609274041061248458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5609274041061248458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_23.html' title='電話'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-5867815431879893757</id><published>2008-12-07T13:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T14:53:50.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>週日</title><summary type='text'>每逢星期六總會收到基恩sms或msn「明天有波踢，帶衫，九龍仔，真草」不得不承認「年紀大」「無貨賣」已經像《地球停轉日》無聲無息越迫越近不過「唔認老」同「大唔透」就像我與生俱來的「基因」我想到了五十歲提起踢波我還是會幹勁十足最近我經常寵幸「茶裡王」的烏龍茶可惜這一晚我一時走漏眼買錯了「茶裡王」的綠茶最憎喝有甜味的清茶又不是檸檬茶柚子茶奶茶綠茶就應該喝那種茶味加入甜味的話說多曖昧有多曖昧就像毓民口中一句：「你面目糢糊！」裡外不是「茶」結果我喝了兩口就掉了被迫在公司「DO」了一支極尚烏龍茶雖然難飲總好過無得飲我的開聲工具我們每個星期的恐懼都集中在積分榜可怕之處就是明明你寫的稿沒有錯最後graphic的成品有錯你沒有對清楚、走漏眼結果就全盤入你數graphic毋需負責我們就是這樣的低微唯有安慰自己能者多勞勞者多仁吧「我們星期六返通宵更的目標與寄託  就是星期日早上放工開開心心踢波」------</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/5867815431879893757/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=5867815431879893757' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5867815431879893757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5867815431879893757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_07.html' title='週日'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-5922098939079798642</id><published>2008-12-02T17:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T18:28:49.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>空白</title><summary type='text'>經常聽人話：落難兄弟用這四個字形容我跟阿傑也很貼切自從由「宵夜腳」開始已經無所不談最經典的莫過於佢居然係我「師兄」犀利...由於一直以來都算「空白」所以一直都是做聆聽者的角色聽他的感情事較多這個「局勢」在「濃縮的十一月」降臨之後有了天翻地覆的改變我們由「宵夜腳」upgrade至「晚餐腳」甚至「party腳」、「function腳」主要原因是我要愁的、要灰的太複雜也太突然我自問一個人承載不了也處理不來也可能未及「開機」雖然多了一個「四眼仔」未必有解決辦法但有一個懂得消化又懂得提供「專業」與「非專業」意見的人分擔一下比自己一個跑入死胡同更好畢竟我是個...「不喜歡吃牛角酥，卻總是鑽牛角尖」的人嘛...十一月三十日「濃縮的十一月」最後一晚也許天公造美我跟阿傑都返1400難得返同一更難得無需讀2100及2300加上我們都準備放兩天假「Holiday mood」</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/5922098939079798642/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=5922098939079798642' title='3 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5922098939079798642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5922098939079798642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_02.html' title='空白'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-2049200268334778427</id><published>2008-12-01T14:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:11:46.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>啟示</title><summary type='text'>星期六記協盃比賽，有新啟示當日，贏now 4:0個個都踢得好，唯獨我走了樣除了用「好差」兩個字形容自己就只能夠用「好X差」黎描術下自己表現上年聽聞家禾、阿生等等比賽前夕豪飲搞到輸波已經有一種「係咪出黎撈」既諗法今年，輪到自己發癲比賽前夕借題發揮飲個痛快結果訓得兩個鐘之外尚要攜帶大量酒精到球場其實近兩場記協盃自己知自己事已經盡量比人其他人落場但星期六...可能係對手關係好想落場跑兩步結果呢？傳波慢、跑得慢、轉身慢就連體型比我大兩個碼的都可以「爆開」我so exciting...輸比應該輸的人我心服口服輸比應該贏的人我就好難平服今日唔單止體能差表現差仲要「HOLD住個波唔識放波」從來踢波我都覺得要Teamwork最憎最怕同唔傳波既人踢波但偏偏今日自己犯晒但係想深一層話唔定我平時已經係咁只不過我自己唔知隊友又唔好意思開口...「私我也」-----------------------------</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/2049200268334778427/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=2049200268334778427' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/2049200268334778427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/2049200268334778427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='啟示'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-2298319677252035251</id><published>2008-11-23T06:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T06:03:33.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>成熟</title><summary type='text'>短短一個月，多些少短短三十日，多幾日七百幾個鐘頭，大概有四萬幾分鐘二百幾萬秒裡面，我個腦大概都無休息過以前細個會覺得唔成熟，好無安全感因為唔成熟，因為唔識諗甚麼中招中伏奶撻奶野踩蕉皮間中都會來個聚會但因為唔知幾時會有聚會唔識驚，不過正因為咁唔需要擔心、無負累每日都能夠過得開心到左而家叫做接觸到成熟了中招中伏奶撻奶野踩蕉皮的機會少了對於中招中伏奶撻奶野踩蕉皮的預感卻越來越靈了明明知道即將發生尚要倒數著「幾時先至會黎」尚要盤算著「點樣先有得救」老套一句：「死亡不可怕、等待死亡才是可怕」以前細個預料唔到幾時會發生發生後會愕然、然後傷心但年輕力壯有幹勁新陳代謝得快很快就好了而家...明知將會發生每日都要花時間想想怎樣自救餘下時間又要想想萬一、萬一、再萬一...結果就是生活時間被活活堵死發生前不開心、發生後又來傷心過了幾年再回憶起，又會覺得窩心新陳代謝又不及已往復原速度絕對是56k這樣去計、</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/2298319677252035251/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=2298319677252035251' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/2298319677252035251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/2298319677252035251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_23.html' title='成熟'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-3768642615949360158</id><published>2008-11-19T05:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T05:54:35.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>怪我</title><summary type='text'>怪就怪我記性太好怪就怪我乜都忘記唔到怪就怪我唔識珍惜你有幾好同樣係一枝煙你未噴煙我已經迴避同樣係一枝煙佢未噴煙我已經係佢面頰上游走好多野都唔係我控制得到控制得到都未必處理得好處理得好又未必把握得到</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/3768642615949360158/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=3768642615949360158' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/3768642615949360158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/3768642615949360158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_19.html' title='怪我'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-3407378877468814102</id><published>2008-11-08T03:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T03:29:02.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>選擇</title><summary type='text'>我有許多種病態其中一項叫做選擇恐懼症無論任何類型選擇那怕是選擇一份早餐午餐面對著一份排得滿滿的MENU我可以為一個簡單選擇苦惱一分鐘以上為兩餐那麼簡單也要花上一兩分鐘再複雜的我又要選擇多久？其實我應該如你所說慶幸自己還有選擇機會</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/3407378877468814102/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=3407378877468814102' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/3407378877468814102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/3407378877468814102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_08.html' title='選擇'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-5891519173206138557</id><published>2008-11-03T12:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T12:48:30.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>開心</title><summary type='text'>人越大越多野諗人越大諗野越多雜質簡簡單單其實一d都唔簡單開心既時候都仲要諗下自己究竟係咪開心緊好彩當我以一個男人既角度去睇我而家應該係好開心更加好彩既係當我唔開心既時候我就好清楚自己真係唔開心</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/5891519173206138557/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=5891519173206138557' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5891519173206138557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5891519173206138557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='開心'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-5605054991752890610</id><published>2008-10-30T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T11:58:12.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>酒路</title><summary type='text'>以前我真係唔多鍾意飲酒直至我發現原來酒係我同你之間唯一既溝通渠道原來酒係我同你之間唯一既約會地點原來酒係可以令我變成你男朋友原來酒係可以令我同你距離拉近我就突然之間每個星期都好想去飲一飲呢兩日假期為左去飲我兩日合共訓左唔夠六個鐘仲日日踢波睇黎我比你近我可能比你更快「達標」乜都唔諗好壞不分</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/5605054991752890610/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=5605054991752890610' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5605054991752890610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5605054991752890610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_30.html' title='酒路'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-8211523604855990193</id><published>2008-10-24T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T12:50:06.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>辛苦</title><summary type='text'>我有幾多日無食過飯...係踢完波腳軟...先令我諗起呢個問題買野煮黎食...可能已經幾日無用過牙骹一咬落去...牙骹位一陣疼痛「我仲驚你會嬲左我...唔同我食飯添」「我仲驚你會怕左我...唔敢同我食飯」「點會呢...」「唔知架...可能你會諗我會唔會失戀成狂...見面時送隻斷指比你，又或者帶埋把刀仔出黎...太多」「係呀係呀，驚你殺左我呀」「咁...點算？」「講笑，唔通真係驚你會殺左我？就算係都無乜所謂」「...點解？」「做人太辛苦喇」</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/8211523604855990193/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=8211523604855990193' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/8211523604855990193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/8211523604855990193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_24.html' title='辛苦'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-7465087257437886533</id><published>2008-10-20T19:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:00:04.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>看見自己</title><summary type='text'>自己搵位入無錯我係好低能、好白痴、好天真、好傻...但鍾意一個人就算佢生得似一隻豬都掩蓋唔到你既感覺做1/2係無尊嚴但如果尊嚴都係一個考慮因素你愛一個人又有幾分之幾？我連尊嚴都放棄我唔介意做第三者、SL就係呢d咁無知既行為話比我知我有幾鍾意佢係唔成熟、係無腦但未去到果個位既人又點會明白要豁出去用行為話比人知自己無腦要幾大勇氣？或者一個禮拜既時間真係好無說服力但感情既野從來都唔係可以用時間去「衡量」時間可以「證明」一個人有幾愛對方但唔能夠「衡量」一個人既愛去到邊個程度特別係呢段感情...可能已經潛伏左好耐只係等緊一個「爆發點」係咪佢做乜野我都接受得到我唔識答未去到既位、未遇到既野你都唔會明白自己既底線去到邊只能夠講我未見到自己條底線唔好再亂估佢唔係你我他相識既人我唔識嘲笑自己只會為自己曾經付出過既勇氣奉上敬意</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/7465087257437886533/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=7465087257437886533' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/7465087257437886533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/7465087257437886533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_20.html' title='看見自己'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-7404171502912961079</id><published>2008-10-19T06:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T06:32:38.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-The End-</title><summary type='text'>That's the end of this joke of my lifeThat's the start of strive ... Don't struck me so more</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/7404171502912961079/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=7404171502912961079' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/7404171502912961079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/7404171502912961079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/10/end.html' title='-The End-'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-4634241238185277274</id><published>2008-10-18T07:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T07:21:03.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the mist</title><summary type='text'>i dont know what i doing...i dont know what i thinking...i dont know what i being in this relationship...but i know...i'm trying to get more, get closer, and get remaining half of u...u make me crazy these day...i will let you crazy to retaliate...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/4634241238185277274/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=4634241238185277274' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/4634241238185277274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/4634241238185277274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/10/mist.html' title='the mist'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-6115803796367918428</id><published>2008-10-05T11:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T11:31:27.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>九月十月</title><summary type='text'>終於都完左奧運但又適應唔到時差終於都有得清假但又撞正旅遊旺季想去尼泊爾無機位算想去土耳其齋機票承惠八千幾都算想去柬埔寨撞正無團、無機位要月尾先有可以點？最終又係臨急抱佛腳地去台灣如果今次去到撞正打風我發誓我會上黎呢度打粗口今日個人比較燥原因係比個師奶撻著左事緣今日大雨、勁大雨街上d遮隊黎隊去都預左而我可能體積相對地大亦有可能因為樣衰多次比d小朋友同師奶用把遮幫我洗面同抹身算啦正當我抱住「算啦算啦」既心態返到屋企樓下條斜路以為終於可以嘆一口氣點知有個師奶開行把遮霸晒條路咁滯要注意條斜路係有瓦遮頭既我已經收左把遮亦都因為咁樣佢把d尖位就界落我塊面度我真係忍無可忍同佢講左句「喂睇住啦」佢答左一個好有哲學味道既答案：「把遮無眼架嘛，點睇啊？」當時我第一個反應係「啤」左一聲我係度諗把遮無眼個人應該有眼掛？唔通你靠把遮黎睇野？定還是把遮唔受你控制啊？越諗越唔掂</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/6115803796367918428/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=6115803796367918428' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/6115803796367918428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/6115803796367918428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='九月十月'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-5999566900376582425</id><published>2008-08-25T19:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:22:56.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>奧運完了</title><summary type='text'>終於都等到呢一日正如基恩所講開始時睇落好似有排都未到去到呢日睇返又好似眨下眼就無左最後一日聽到一句「甘句」叫做「體諒下北京同事」原本最後一日都係因為收故仔而「慶慶地」咁過不過諗諗，呢日係「腦細」生日聽到佢打落黎笑笑口問我地點都有種「唉‧算啦」既感覺出到旺角去打冷先見到「周潤發」同「狄龍」即係型到爆既朱楓同大頭佢地仲要捱多個禮拜兩男一女去打冷可能太餓鬼夾埋叫左五個菜一窩粥不過焦點仍然在於「喊」亦都證明我之前諗既大致上都正確智力加左十雖然過左奧運仲有個美網同殘奧但已經唔需要狂踩可以恢復輪放開始覺得係放假中開始想去下旅行</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-6059160694386008400</id><published>2008-08-22T02:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T03:33:07.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>奧運接近尾聲</title><summary type='text'>已經無能力再逐日、「逐幾日」去update呢個日記我諗呢次奧運真係算係職業生涯其中一個經典我自問都算係捱得至少擔得抬得怎住大半個月返工唔放假都唔係未試過但係呢個月怎住日日都要踩十四五個鐘最少都要踩十二我發覺個人除左無精神唔夠訓之外做野、諗野都好似慢左本身隻耳已經有些少問題而家更加經常性出現「hang機」情況捱到呢一日開始無左岩岩開始時果種「慶」既感覺開始明白就算點樣「慶」都解決唔到問題改變唔到乜野事實「慶」只會令自己更加辛苦所以與其「係撚」咁「慶」不如「係撚」咁說服自己專心工作可能我成日都笑笑口搞爛gag無人會覺得我真係會「慶」就好似今日咁有隻故仔1200完左我1230已經pack左隻故仔去到下晝有同事話要update加埋bite扒計計埋埋果位同事應該好多時間做而佢都應該明白佢隻新故仔要趕1800兼且要45秒內包晒所有bite扒vo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/6059160694386008400/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=6059160694386008400' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/6059160694386008400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/6059160694386008400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_22.html' title='奧運接近尾聲'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-6341128941259287314</id><published>2008-08-18T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T23:57:07.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>奧運唔知幾多日</title><summary type='text'>繼續做菲比斯專員終於做到佢拎夠八面金牌做埋隻profile以為「大任」已過今日劉翔初賽賽前令我煩惱既係點樣計分半鐘package包四場田徑再加一場三鐵墊底仲要諗點樣好好運用每場田徑四秒片諗完又再要諗四秒要加賽前幾多秒定賽後幾多秒已經夠煩好開埋個早會出去喪諗終於有個大綱劉翔十一點十開跑開跑前段稿都差唔多埋尾只係等佢跑完就去做隻故仔比1300隨住三聲好響既「澎澎澎」之後緊接落黎就係一個令人呆晒既消息再接住落黎就係有人行過黎叫我做隻故仔比1230當時已經係1200要做隻聲比1230仲要頭條仲要段稿要從頭寫過乜七都要改我真係呆晒半個鐘頭...唔係應該係25分鐘寫、抽shot、剪我終於明白點解有人話當一個人感受到有危險威脅既時候人既能力係能夠突然提高兩倍結果順利出街然後成日就係咁updateup到1900之後我已經覺得自己變成人乾個口好似梗左對側邊d野都無乜反應所以當基恩叫我早d走既時候我都只係「</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/6341128941259287314/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=6341128941259287314' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/6341128941259287314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/6341128941259287314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_18.html' title='奧運唔知幾多日'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-8091438700702558953</id><published>2008-08-14T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T23:41:06.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>八月十二至十四日</title><summary type='text'>奧運月第九日開始做菲比斯專員返到去最大任務就係做菲比斯呢個月個人完全封閉無運動為左唔想肌肉退化每日都特登早少少落車行一段路不過放工時間係下畫時份個太陽對我好好曬到我一棟都無奧運月第十日今日菲比斯做左大紅人諗住寫隻pkg好睇少少諗好晒點鋪排段稿比老細完之後沒有懸念繼續做機械化快譯通電腦辭典發音式評術員有時真係唔明點解唔可以加些少背景資料根本一條咁好既新聞就唔應該用一個咁平板既方法去讀根本就係浪費一單新聞淨係形容場賽事「第一次掂池...中段發力...帶出幾個身位」平時無睇開游水既觀眾睇完都唔會知呢場賽事除左菲比斯之外仲有乜野其他資料可能我太多餘太加鹽加醋返到去收到電話返第二朝七點於是訓左呢個月以黎最lum既一場「覺」奧運月第十一日呢日又有一條勁爆既新聞好了我學精了我真係搞盡腦汁著墨去寫呢隻古仔「第一次參加奧運既....就表現出驚人水準或者世界紀錄保持者？？？，賽前都無諗過呢兩位小將，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/8091438700702558953/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=8091438700702558953' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/8091438700702558953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/8091438700702558953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_14.html' title='八月十二至十四日'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-7924461015980956380</id><published>2008-08-12T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T15:26:25.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>八月七至十一日</title><summary type='text'>奧運月第四、五日經典夜晚返工都預左第二日無得走但係點都估唔到破晒紀錄由於太耐無寫日記我都唔記得做過d乜野總之我記得做到八月八日下晝收工並無返屋企去食左個飯就去我阿姨公司度訓左一個鐘之後再返工好趕1900卡士上面fit唔到野落黎甩左好野我終於見識到《英雄》裡面最經典一幕一萬支箭一齊飛埋黎「溝通唔好？炒個囉喎！」「你地呢組可唔可以做好d溝通啊！」「明明聽住你地話有，話落緊黎，而家呢？」我諗假如當時真係我地做錯我地應該會覺得內疚內容唔想講只係我覺得睇住基恩比人鬧真係千言萬語在心中又經過一個型到爆既開幕禮再踩多晚通宵最終成三十五、六個鐘之後先返屋企訓左四五個鐘又要起身成身d肌肉好似想搞政變咁...奧運月第六日第一日賽事開鑼估唔到preview會係我地寫實在太好好到形容唔到我都唔記得果日發生過乜事只係由呢日開始開始覺得人真係有分上中下等覺得自己只係一件斯文既「咕喱」</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/7924461015980956380/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=7924461015980956380' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/7924461015980956380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/7924461015980956380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_12.html' title='八月七至十一日'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-5820395458268323002</id><published>2008-08-07T16:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T16:19:54.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>八月六日</title><summary type='text'>奧運月第三日返夜晚十二點返下書點幾兩點開始覺得自己係度燃燒生命全日最精彩就係搞1100個PC當大家以為好努力搞掂隻故仔到頭來原來係大家搞死左自己今日望聽日聽日應該屋企都無得返一野踩盡油既報酬就係捱多十幾廿日</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/5820395458268323002/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=5820395458268323002' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5820395458268323002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/5820395458268323002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_07.html' title='八月六日'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-563504672619521503</id><published>2008-08-06T14:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:35:30.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>八月五日</title><summary type='text'>奧運月第二日輪到我受死前一晚返八點一直返到第二朝由於打八號風球大win基恩返唔切黎被迫硬著頭皮代表體育組開大會入到去等左一陣就齊人由於無端端埋左一埋野埋黎我一入房就好似咪notes咁咪d資料搞到馮經理問：「體育組呢」我都聽唔到搞到佢要出去搵我當佢返黎既時候就話「哦，原來你代表體育組開會，你介紹下自己先啦」當時既感覺就好似group interview咁我緩緩起身答「我係體育組既郭灝然，我係代表紀恩黎開會既」有人見我坐得好邊，於是就話：「黎啦，你坐埋黎啦，你係主角黎架」唔該晒我硬著頭皮坐埋去我一坐就見到紀恩趕到入黎都好安信兄弟歸位都無咁驚講講講講晒其他組有乜故仔到我我就扮到非常淡定用把感冒未好返既超重低音講「今日十一點，阿威會有隻....」講完之後由於用片時間有限制我多口講左句「會睇睇個記者會有無特別野如果無特別野可能唔要因為有限制」點知馮經理話「就算單野無料都要通知返我地我地都要有個知字</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/563504672619521503/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=563504672619521503' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/563504672619521503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/563504672619521503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_06.html' title='八月五日'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-7879526185503270672</id><published>2008-08-05T09:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T18:12:55.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>八月四日</title><summary type='text'>今日係奧運月第一日公司大致平靜之前一日同基恩出席呢個月最後一次足球活動原本星期六晚已經走左去街場跟隊踢餐飽但係基恩叫到自然兩脅插刀不過好可惜由於我病左成個幾禮拜都仲未好番加上基恩都病埋兩個落到場好似一對病拐結果輸得好甘之前連續個個禮拜日贏波笑住走既情況已經成為回憶基恩呢日已經開始受耙返朝九放晚十二我hea埋呢日八月五都要返晚八今年八月實在開心到震---------------------------------------呢幾日返工開始講到野不過做VO把聲仍然係超重低音呢日讀雲尼斯達萊退役隻故仔突然覺得自己好有潛質做濕檯（我指把聲...）前幾日d新聞多到十蚊三件任揀呢日d新聞就少到得返d爛橙好在臨天光前雲佬宣布掛靴雖然我唔係佢球迷但都要衷心講聲「唔該晒」---------------------------------------呢幾日每日都見到一隻身長兩厘米既蚊飛過無錯，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/7879526185503270672/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=7879526185503270672' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/7879526185503270672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/7879526185503270672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='八月四日'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-2137053287063569292</id><published>2008-07-30T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T23:02:12.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>零八年七月</title><summary type='text'>眨下眼北京奧運又到成個月都無得放假趁住幾日病假點都要整返一篇日記七月頭阿威擺大壽同日仲慶祝埋雞脾ming生日當日既阿威...繼朱楓之後另一個勝利的微笑當日我逗留左三個鐘但係臨走前阿ming都已經到頂因為娛樂台太過也文也武所以月中決定出戰星期五打比不過未去之前就已經比肯德基個姐姐吹到啤一聲話說我去肯德基買早餐咁我見而家肯德基出左隻特濃朱古力就諗住餐飲轉飲我問個姐姐轉唔轉得但就得到咁既回應「請問餐飲可唔可以轉朱古力」「要加五蚊喎」「無問題，轉杯凍朱古力啊唔該」「下，朱古力無凍個喎」「哦...咁算啦...咁轉飲蘋果汁」「蘋果汁都要加錢喎」「得...無問題」「唔會轉其他野飲喇可？」大佬問下者唔駛腰得咁盡既我好平靜咁答左句「唔會」以為無事點知果位姐姐仔整左個有黑椒汁既香蜜鬆餅比我食我都唔敢拎去換當日踢完波同阿傑、基恩忽起條根去唱K開頭都好地地阿傑仲保留到個學生look</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/2137053287063569292/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=2137053287063569292' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/2137053287063569292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/2137053287063569292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_30.html' title='零八年七月'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-6000251953292085551</id><published>2008-07-14T13:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T13:25:30.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>放低，放不低</title><summary type='text'>個日記真係好慘就好似我身邊所有野一樣比我完完全全掉低成個月咁滯為乜？哈哈好耐未寫過日記好似有d提不起勁好似有d生手好似有d唔知點寫好似有d想唔寫好似有d掛住以前日日掛住寫日記既日子好似有d羨慕自己日日都大把野想用個日記記低既時候好似有d on9好似有d手震好似有d眼水滴左落keyboard好似有d mood到可以開始落筆前排我老豆無端端換左我間房部電視我細佬即時將廳果部ps2搬入房於是搞到我日日返到入房都要篤返兩板先訓覺近排個人開始生活不正常食野開始「求其納雜」中帶點挑剔放工一個人無野做去百佳買幾條魚蒸再煮個印尼撈麵咁樣就一餐突然覺得自己健康中帶點神經質前排小環個老婆（對唔住因為年齡關係我真係好難叫一聲阿媽-_-"）落左黎香港準備生我個妹「生前」</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/6000251953292085551/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=6000251953292085551' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/6000251953292085551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/6000251953292085551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_14.html' title='放低，放不低'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-2006894684562916588</id><published>2008-07-02T15:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T15:18:44.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>錯</title><summary type='text'>錯到離晒罩返工比蚊咬放假唔訓覺遲早比人炒</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/2006894684562916588/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=2006894684562916588' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/2006894684562916588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/2006894684562916588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='錯'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-7964193873979800164</id><published>2008-05-30T19:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T20:05:09.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一粒花生兩份食</title><summary type='text'>相機張卡無端端壞左搞到一堆相hold住打唔到日記不過推下推下都差唔多成個月加上近期一日廿四個鐘內有唔少時間都埋首於facebook做賊情況仲開始失控點都應該打返幾隻字=================================================星期日晚同光頭去睇奪寶都幾好睇...唔錯不過無乜驚喜入去前可以預期大概有乜睇淨係睇已經「幾廿歲人」既夏里遜福飛黎飛去已經值回票價啦=================================================星期一晚成班人起鬨食飯原先以為只係小貓幾隻點知黎下一個黎下又一個坐到張檯都爆埋我地呢檯人仲唔止一次比人勸籲唔好咁噪無辦法啦當晚咁多精彩話題搞到個個上左身咁話題當然少不了紅姑傾完成晚仲要「交功課」...犀利（份功課真係勁難做，當事人做到都算係咁）我地全檯人係咁叫野食猶記得Hody</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/7964193873979800164/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=7964193873979800164' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/7964193873979800164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/7964193873979800164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_30.html' title='一粒花生兩份食'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-477728598468948487</id><published>2008-05-17T17:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T02:34:59.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>心不靜，所以手不停</title><summary type='text'>五月某一晚國際版發生左一件其實好簡單但又好多人圍觀既怪事事緣「炸彈人」用用下部腦突然之間變成咁最先到達現場既剪片組發現拯救工作相當困難部份成員放棄拯救行動有人通知紀恩紀恩當做笑料通知我於是成功撩起我既好奇心我係收到消息後唔夠十秒鐘到達現場發現部電腦確實騎呢連滑鼠操控亦調轉晒拯救工作一度膠著直至我突然福至心靈在桌面上right click碰運氣......如此這般就搞掂部腦了呢個時候鄧伯伯走埋黎佢非常好奇地檢查部腦仲試圖將佢整返到出事既情況（...）由於成功地「日行一善」當日放工後想整返餐大餐獎勵下自己行過街市就先欣賞到《領匯習作》到到超市仲激回鍋肉一年前都係五六蚊罐最平試過四過幾而家？四乘三啦唔該紅燒排骨承惠廿一咁既價錢買件新鮮既都仲得午餐肉頂癮囉廿一個幾一罐仲要唔係豬仔牌即時由師奶搶手貨變成蟹貨當日既晚/早餐：酸辣餃子飲紅酒？我無咁型只不過係果汁不過當晚睇電視就睇到d</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/477728598468948487/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=477728598468948487' title='4 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/477728598468948487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/477728598468948487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_2788.html' title='心不靜，所以手不停'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-7537206910964518651</id><published>2008-05-17T06:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T06:59:21.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>國難當前，日記行埋一邊</title><summary type='text'>fw捐款熱線：紅十字四川救災熱線２８０２００２１宣明會四川救災熱線２３９４２３９４銀行戶口：香港紅十字會中國賑災基金戶口匯豐銀行：５６７－６５０－１５５－０１６恒生銀行：２６７－１７５－１２３００１中國銀行：８０６－００００－１６１７東亞銀行：５１４－４０３９９－６６３香港世界宣明會「賑災戶口」匯豐銀行：０１８－５５４４４４－００１恒生銀行：２８６－３６４３８５－００３中國銀行（香港）：０１２－８８３－０－００２６６６－２網站：香港紅十字會賑災網上捐獻 (信用卡捐款)http://www.redcross.org.hk/donation/china香港世界宣明會http://www.worldvision.org.hk/樂施會http://www.oxfam.org.hk/public/contents/news?item_id=75959&amp;revision_id=76065======</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/7537206910964518651/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=7537206910964518651' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/7537206910964518651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/7537206910964518651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_17.html' title='國難當前，日記行埋一邊'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-6992130268801682023</id><published>2008-05-12T13:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T13:22:39.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>鬆郁矇頒獎禮</title><summary type='text'>上次入旺角場影波諗住影傑志的點知記錯左係南華真係老懵董當日仲做埋盧炳張張相都鬆郁矇唉唯有搞個球場爆笑頒獎禮《繼續屈機》迪天奴《忘記背後---向著標竿直跑》陳志康《驚青清道夫》陳偉豪《我的陰暗面》李海強《百萬身價的樂與怒》T史高斯《勇闖毒龍潭》陳志康《背影》群星《新聞界的苦力》體記們《新聞透視》范家駿《叛諜狙擊》石金華《共產主義系列之憤青---第一集：向西方世界張望》許樂暉《共產主義系列之憤青---第二集：笑看資本主義》許樂暉《蹴踘》陳偉豪、拉斐爾《鬆毛鬆翼Ichiban》白鶴《對無能判官的控訴》安基斯《衝上雲霄》素人《首都高速ルーレット族》文彼得、拉斐爾《稻中兵團》大埔球員《廿二歲仔撻人兩鑊》鄧景煌《傲慢與偏見》第四旁證《熱血硬派》張春暉《哈利波特---爭盃的考驗》陳志超《成王敗寇》佚名由今日起接受投票得獎者獲專人通知</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/6992130268801682023/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=6992130268801682023' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/6992130268801682023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/6992130268801682023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_12.html' title='鬆郁矇頒獎禮'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-3384313435339457687</id><published>2008-05-09T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T15:13:31.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你回來，你別回來...</title><summary type='text'>回來這個日記究竟應為新開始而高興？還是應為分了手而惋惜？</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-113622934230417409</id><published>2006-01-03T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T03:16:32.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>回歸了...被迫的</title><summary type='text'>由於這個日記版長期處於「難以使用」、「不穩定」、「浮誇」狀態即日起請各位移玉步回我的舊日記網吧（假如你仍有耐性等的話...）http://diary.kiniko.net/chiyuki/diary.asp?user=martin</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/113622934230417409/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=113622934230417409' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/113622934230417409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/113622934230417409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_03.html' title='回歸了...被迫的'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-113459162326771287</id><published>2005-12-15T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T04:20:23.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>懶冷冷懶</title><summary type='text'>近來很冷冷得手也僵硬日記…也就此荒廢了好一段日子從冷到懶原來兩者都拉得很接近因為冷所以懶冷…原來都是一個藉口從懶到冷原來兩者比想像中更近因為懶…懶得去撥個電話所以冷…大家的感情變冷懶…原來都是一個誘因可幸的是近來有點回暖回暖的不是天氣回暖的是一段感情感謝冬天帶來外在的冰冷令我內裡的暖意更加強烈</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/113459162326771287/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=113459162326771287' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/113459162326771287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/113459162326771287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post_113459162326771287.html' title='懶冷冷懶'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-113380781599461643</id><published>2005-12-06T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T02:36:56.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>看</title><summary type='text'>在新報的第五天感覺很好，比我想的更好也許，剛剛從一個較差的環境中脫出有了對比，也就接近完美從前，站在電視前、觀眾席，看甲組波，看歐偉倫單刀橫傳，看李健和底線傳底，嘲笑都把眼睛縫成一線，其他的甚麼，都看不清楚…現在，拿著照相機，在場內，看甲組波，看著李健和跑盡追波仍不敵歲月摧殘，看著賴啟卓撞穿頭額仍包著頭巾作賽，我的嘲笑都失了蹤，我的眼瞪著球場，每個甲組球員的努力都刻在眼底…努力不是說出來而是做出來就是有和仔、大卓這些敬業的例子才顯得陳肇麒真是他媽的垃圾希望星期日的聯賽盃決賽有人會用行動，證明我偏激</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/113380781599461643/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=113380781599461643' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/113380781599461643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/113380781599461643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post_06.html' title='看'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-113346151374828756</id><published>2005-12-02T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T02:25:13.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>與彩虹偶遇</title><summary type='text'>又是一個新的開始不過，一點也不感到陌生因為，是新報（對，又是新報）只是角色轉換了，這回當一個體育記者首項工作，便是到九龍仔採訪傑志操練內容不多說了，反正是千篇一律的訪問重點是，我在途中看到彩虹其實，只是普普通通的一道彩虹也不是甚麼可能我有點小題大作但，說句實話最近太多事發生了人也越來越呆，看甚麼也灰灰的當我看到一道彩虹，竟然有點振奮對，是振奮我不懂表達在那一刻，我實在難掩內心的興奮慌忙的拿起電話，對著那似有非有的七種顏色，拼命的拍照拍下了彩虹，就像捕捉到一些希望是興奮，更多點振奮；是感動，更有點激動就讓我們都分享一下那一點喜悅吧經過這段日子她像我一樣眼袋都深了希望大家都珍惜機會也把握機會吧</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/113346151374828756/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=113346151374828756' title='4 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/113346151374828756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/113346151374828756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post_02.html' title='與彩虹偶遇'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-113329791303008704</id><published>2005-11-30T04:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T14:27:18.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>機會</title><summary type='text'>雨過天清了。到了最後，我還是捨不得看著感情遠去也許老了，也許忙了，也許慣了也許我忘不了她的優點也許我敵不過她的眼神，令我不得不回擁那哭得發抖的她但，最能把我推回去的，還是昨晚唱K那一曲《無賴》歌詞就是我的寫照，每一句都在銬問著我我很慚愧，真的很慚愧，但我想，我也是千瘡百孔，對嗎從前失去的太多會令人對危機有著一種神經質的預感她的離開，令我明白我不能接受突然失去身邊人那種感覺我要學懂珍惜未到最後永遠不會知道誰在忍受著誰</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/113329791303008704/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=113329791303008704' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/113329791303008704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/113329791303008704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_30.html' title='機會'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-113317326676343814</id><published>2005-11-28T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T18:21:06.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>過了好幾天...</title><summary type='text'>過了好幾天我便會離開《完全女人手冊》...過了好幾天我便會轉職新報...當體育記者...過了好幾天也許我哭喪著臉...也許我笑臉迎人...也許我尚在耿耿於懷...也許我甚麼都能原諒...過了好幾天...也許事情都不一樣</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/113317326676343814/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=113317326676343814' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/113317326676343814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/113317326676343814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_113317326676343814.html' title='過了好幾天...'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-113317315604046791</id><published>2005-11-28T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T18:19:16.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>很好心的分手</title><summary type='text'>原來，萬物有價，生命有價，人...也有價...每到一個價位，人會變，變的可以超乎你想像，變的可以令你口啞無言。為了錢，可以聽信損友為了錢，可以瞞騙男友為了錢，可以毅然去做一個不能回頭的決定我想問，為了錢，還有甚麼能把你難倒？都只怪我過份善良、執著、也帶點天真我總以為...人應腳踏實地，找自己該找的對於自己不該找的，對於別人努力掙回來養家的...對不起，我還仁慈，我心有不忍希望你記著，今天說過一點甚麼，傷害了我到將來，你千金散盡，親朋盡散之際...想一想，你曾經為錢，欺騙、背棄一個，為你好，勸你回頭，愛你的人我可以忍，我甚麼都可以忍但我不能忍受呃、騙要呃、要騙的話，那要愛來幹嗎？</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/113317315604046791/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=113317315604046791' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/113317315604046791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/113317315604046791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_28.html' title='很好心的分手'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380217.post-113317301173235737</id><published>2005-11-28T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T18:16:51.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>文化人</title><summary type='text'>不知道為了甚麼，突然，是真的突然，我想當一個文化人文化人是怎樣去「當」？最簡單的說，就是在一個人人都可走去看看的地方，煞有介事地，找一些無相關的，或是話題性的，加鹽加醋，左修右飾一番，然後將之撰寫一篇短文，張貼出來...那，為甚麼想去「當」一個文化人呢？那，很複雜。其一，是因為我善變的思想作動；其二，是因為口語不能多寫，寫多了，文筆會退步。我做雜誌，而且，是一本要求高格調的雜誌，自然不能看見口語了。不過，今晚很累，讓夢境重組、調適我的思維，應該比將精神投放於咬文嚼字，來得更好吧。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/feeds/113317301173235737/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19380217&amp;postID=113317301173235737' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/113317301173235737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19380217/posts/default/113317301173235737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinkwok.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title='文化人'/><author><name>Martin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15792607670990478749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a251/martin_kwok3519/PICT2175.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
