二零零五年九月十一日

副代主陳俊文致電詢問本人身在何方，當時是下午二時二十二分，我在一部駛經象鼻山路的 269D 上。我答：「在巴士上。」這好明顯是一個誤導的答案。到達沙田看一看電話（的時鐘），尚有一點時間，於是去萬寧買了一些日用品，回到中大先去應林，才去學生會室。到達的時間是下午三時十五分。（開會的時間應是下午二時三十分）

鄧同學提醒在下，代表會是一班前莊員各自為學生會三莊爭取的地方，今天休息室內替議案護航的代表，差不多全部是前莊莊員。在這裡，另我最印象深刻的，其實是我四處去偷其他代表的薯條吃。

范克廉的滑蛋蝦仁味道不差，可惜分量不夠，26 元未免太貴了。

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今天是 911 四周年，時至今日已經甚少人提起，我只想那位曾有讀寫困難的總統早走早著，不用天天強調反恐。

Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion's starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don't see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often it's not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it's always there - fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge - they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I've got a sneaky feeling you'll find that love actually... is all around.