As we move onwards, life changes for the good and for the better or maybe the worst. We the Broken Mirror cordially invites you the reader to leave a comment on about what you think Serge’s website is. For he would like to know what you think about this website.

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And so in this week and the next and until the schedule change, Serge will work on the weekends. Thus no more afternoon outings, no more…NO MORE! Nevertheless we do know that there is such a thing as night time outing and because of that indeed with weed, Serge really doesn’t care if he does work at night. There will be two days off in the weekday, good for him as there are some banking things that needs to be done.

It is a natural talent for Serge to do what he does right now and today he realize how much he hates MS Office. Serge job for those who does not know is to assist users on many technical things and maybe mundane stuff. From creating mail exchange inbox to setting up security protocol to chmodding and others. Much to his dismay, one application in MS Office is a bitch and Serge calls it Outlook.

He will admit that creating mailboxes, setting up computer permissions and anything not MS Office is truly magnificent and soul invigorating orgasm for Serge. He will also admit that his skill with MS Office especially Outlook is close to zero, if only those critters that Serge serves uses Open Office and Thunderbird. One can only dream and hope of such.

It’s been close to a month now and looking at things, things are slowly taking shape. The shape of things to come is like a clouded puff with no shape and yet you just want to say oh my god it’s …. .

Talk is Cheap : My legs are shaking, My mouth can’t move… I want to say I want you like a cheeky-cherry cola

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While roaming and schooling the breeze, Serge drop by this blog by accident while looking for some images. Had a good laugh when he saw the above sign and yes Serge is in love with someone right now. Though it is sad to say that either that person doesn’t realize it or that person does realize and is playing hard to get. Or it could be Serge that doesn’t realize what he needs to do.

The weight on the scale leans on Serge not knowing what to do! For when it comes to things such as this Serge will admit that his mental skill to see what should be seen is out of whack like a paddy whacker. The mehs and hehs and bahs, that person doesn’t realize it but no matter what was said; he really doesn’t care if there is a temper or the demands could be high.

There really is something about that person, right here, right now in this world that we all live in. Shatter time, break the fold and make the mold. All that glitters is you.

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Sometimes when we look into the past of someone, we will always in one way or another frame our mindset to what she or he was. Like a cover of a book, first impressions comes into our mind. In work and in play, natural attitude of ours will choose the first thing in our mind. Our Id of Carl Jung shows up and always at such a wrong timing.

Love and hate and in things that should not be judge at face value will always be judge. Just look at him right now as he walks the path of main-eventer. Social events left right and center, you will see him there and with the build up of such; seeing him not there is not too be expected. That guy has been given a classification of an event whore.

Erase it, delete it. Wings of words and practicality is pseudo to what life really is to him and judge him not thus thee will not be judge. Hopes are not to be place upon him right now, for your expectations may and might be rightfully crushed by a disappointing sigh of distrust. A trust that was never there to begin with.

Only he can trust himself and soon if the doubt is crush, let it be for we are the saltwater room in a freshwater sea. The tears will flow down if we ever found out that we love not each other but another while we have confessed to each other that we do love each other. That would be sad really, but if that ever happen would we still be ok ? Can we hope for something that was not here to begin or do we begin to pray for things after it comes ?

Laugh and cry. We are here to stay in there.

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Put your hand up in the air ! And point to Times Square for a fair !
17th April, 2010, Gatsby Deodorant Street Fair from 10am till 5pm.
Serge will be at the Front Foyer, that’s the Ground Floor yo~
And ya mon, other cool dudes and dudettes will be there too!
To win cool gadgets worth up to RM15,000 in lucky draws,
Be a Sumo-Wrestle, Gladiator battler and other games awaits those who comes,
It’s going to be a whole day event and we will amuse you with our fair.
So come on now and join the Gatsby Deodorant Street Fair !

Gatsby Deodorant Street Fair – Official Website

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With worlds colliding and the seas partings, waves crashes down on those who seeks to run from what is there and always has been there. There is a tremor in the flood and a fire in the tornado. For what it is worth, he hopes that she walks with him and hand with hand intertwine at the fingertips. We will come and breathe underwater. We hope, we see, we crawl and we walk and run together in a placebo of lies.

There is some truth in the lies he speaks, truths of wanting her and to make her smile. There is no answer to the never ending question which brings a cause. For polygamy is he but gospel truth is much more binding then monogamous love affairs, stand on the chair look beyond the vertical horizon and see the little man from China. The coast to coast from the quay lagos down to el pollo, seek the light of the night binding sun.

For a Canon in D major will play and a Siberian orchestra will come in textbooks and they will go home for the blood flows under weather. Vienna how could you be the one who got carried away ? Can’t you not see it is him that is sad in this cold winter warming ? Probably not since the both of us has yet to experience the three seasons that comes in a cycle. The men who were once boys have song a song about the seasons and the loneliness of being together here with the emotions elsewhere.

He hopes the emotions are intact and the contact is right here and now, with the whisper of his love in to her ears has yet to become the cat’s meow. Can we recall the things now from that day of yonder ? Rather we will not, the historical past of hers and his shall be chipped once in awhile; swear and swore to never let each others stories be the determination of what the future can bring to them.

She smiles and mehs and hehs him. It’s ok, it’s fine. Just don’t screw it up.

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Because he has nothing better to do, download the file below and listen to it.

Great Escape – Serge spoofs BLG

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