S.P.H. Print Centre is cool! As we went around 2pm, we managed to catch WB in production. X) 5 months in the newsroom has given me the chance to understand to a certain extent how much work goes into producing the papers we read everyday, but the work does not end when we go off-stone. There's still pre-press before the papers go into printing. I didn't know that full colour pages are printed colour-by-colour, as in cyan followed by magenta then yellow and black. There's lots of QC to be done after printing before the papers are ready for packaging and transport. I've never seen so many newspapers in my life! There's also these cute machines which move around transporting huge rolls of printing papers and even though they are supposedly following the routes marked out on the floor in chalk, it's really hard to predict where and when each is going to turn cuz there are too many lines marked out and too many machines around! These machines are interestingly named after horoscopes, planets and chemical elements etc. The guy at the P.C. who brought us around told us that the machines will not knock into people cuz they have sensors which will make them stop if anyone is standing in their way. Some people tried to test the machine by placing their foot in front of the approaching machine but the machine didn't seem to have any intention of stopping so we didn't dare to make any further attempt.

On the way to and back from P.C., I was reading 九把刀's 《那些年，我们一起追的女孩》。剧情的主题，顾名思义，离不开“爱情”，但也能说是在写“青春”。人物对白的语言少嫌粗秽，但也准确表达出台湾国中生惯用的语言。作者也常蹦出些特别有意思的比喻或“道理”。正式踏进故事里以前，我还真的看了方文山、青峰、王传一和李威等人为这本小说写的序，看完之后，对它更多了一层期待。不负所望，故事的确扣人心弦，让我爱不释手，仿佛自己也在精诚中学美术甲班，亲眼目睹柯景腾的故事。不知道他接下来还会有什么有趣的故事...
说实话，我不相信15岁的人懂得什么是爱。18岁的我甚至连喜欢和迷恋也分不清。我在“允许”自己被“逼供”［其实就是俗辣，怎样］的情况下“招供”，友人指出我对他只是迷恋。或许真是如此。

喜欢他什么？喜欢他射击时不受对手扰乱、聚精会神的神态［虽然最后并没有胜出］？喜欢他帅？喜欢他弹吉他时专注的样子［虽然听说弹的不是很好］？喜欢他平时酷酷的样子［虽然听说他还挺幼稚的］？
还记得高二时，每个星期的某一天，最后一堂课的下课钟声响起时，经济学老师还继续滔滔不绝，我已开始心不在焉，企图利用我的小眼睛捕捉到也在隔壁教室上历史课、同样在这个时间下课的他，从教室外掠过的身影。
有一次学校晚上有活动，约10点才离开学校。玩累了，在巴士上就睡着了。巴士抵达某个车站时，我刚巧睁开双眼，看见一个熟悉的身影下车。
某一天，我做了件无聊透顶的事。我翻了翻某活动的联络名单，把他加在MSN上。我莫名其妙add了他，他上线时就问了我是谁。那是我第一次和他“说话”。
有一次，歌坊活动剩下太多饮料，我们就请了某些社团的人来帮忙解决，他刚好也在。事后，我也借题发挥，在MSN上又聊了起来，发现他仍不知道我是谁。悲哀啊，悲哀。我们programme的人也只有约80人。他说：next just come and say hi to me or something。我一直没找到机会说。
毕业后，再也没在线上看见他的踪影。现在消失了，不代表以后不会再见面。
他应该是我高中生涯中，最接近“喜欢”的人。

最近，randomly在facebook上add了中学时的那一个infatuation。在新加坡这个小地方，消失的人总可能忽然出现。

我被一种人剋惨了。

。尋找中@22:54