Dustyhawk :: Broken Mirror

So, Serge is back again to write about the life and love of all that has happened during the major shake down, break down of his server. For the past 4 days, he had his wordpress hijacked and hijacked badly. At the top was a list of superion long listed spam links just like what you normally see in a spamlog. So bad, it took a lot of bandwidth and at the same time; it made the server load slow. Thus he went on to Freenode #wordpress and asked for assistance. He was assisted very kindly and is grateful for all that has happened. Many thanks to all who helped and apologies for being an ass in the chan.

With all said and done, this is for all his kakiis. With hopes and all of those, he would love to get it. *points*

And what can we say, the festival is good. Kaede is as cute as ever, she knows what Serge knows and that is something that will be a small lil secret between the both of them.

The swim time is fantastic for Serge for the last time he took a dip and froggered his way from one corner to another corner was at Shaun’s place which was a looong time ago. Shoji was like a cat in the water when he dived in to the pool. Deep-end he went and he was clawwing in the water.

1.31am.

Best Friend’s Father

Pass Away.

Devastated Serge is him

Where do we begin from here old friend of ours ?
Did you see it all from up above?
I can’t help but shiver here in my seat,
Looking up above to you dear friend,
You looking upon us, ever smiling never fading,
The tears are now no more, You like it don’t you ?
All of us not crying anymore,
A year has passed since the last teardrop,
Twenty Seven you could be, now never be
Our hearts beat today in unison,
Where do we begin bosom friend ?
I can feel you,
oh! How we long to see you smile and hear your voice,
It’s all gone now, yet never forgotten that voice,
Your voice, speaks with a resounding charitable truth,
You ain’t there. You do not sleep,
Thou art a thousand winds that blow,
Thou art the diamond glints on snow,
Thou art the sunlight on ripened grain,
Thou art the gentle autumn rain,
Ye awaken in the morning’s hush,
Thou art the swift uplifting rush,
Of quiet birds in circled flight,
Thou art the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at thy grave and cry thou said
Thou art not there. Death did not take you,
Death can never take you,
With life and life to the fullest you were given,
On this land, you walk no more,
But you, dearest friend till the end of time,
You our dearest and most beloved friend,
You walk with us in our hearts for evermore.

On this beautiful day we celebrate the 27th birthday of Bernard Foo, who pass away last year a day after his birth date. We love you Bernard.

The door opens. The sunlight shone upon the world that was left in the dark. He began to mutter something about God, about humanity, about the one he love. As he looks up into the cerulean skies, tears fell from his eyes and glided on his cheeks. Overflowing, gliding slowly and slowly dripping and dripping towards a sweet face.

He looks down and there’s a face which he knew too well. A lost love, his comrade and the one he swore to give his life up for. That familiar face, now lifeless and yet there was something about that face. As he looked at the face, a spring time of emotions exploded and confused the mind. God had taken away the only person he love and yet on the face of the former lover was a smile so sweet that sins which is mortal can be forgiven by both words and soul.

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First and foremost, apologies for the lack of update. Serge had Defcon-1 on his server and was being pinned down by the agents from Area 51. After much good cop - bad cop dealings that is shadier than your Gan Sakura’s bushy legs, Serge manage to escape and will now talk about his awesome adventures in Singapore which dates from August 2nd to the 4th.

The 2nd was a Friday of which Serge was working until the time of 1430hrs. The bus to Singapore was at 1730hrs. Three hours to mutilate and no justice system can get him for that. So he did just that by warming his ass in the office, disturbing some of his old colleagues before heading off to the bus station.