tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-95788292011-04-22T09:01:21.833+08:00Borgning is my name. Boring is my nature. Boring Blog is the place where my boring thoughts are put into words and shared with whoever interested in being bored for a few moments. Be bored.borgninghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08191376042787607545noreply@blogger.comBlogger321100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9578829.post-1154712319593800182006-08-05T00:05:00.000+08:002006-08-05T01:25:19.680+08:00

Went to watch Endgame on Thursday. It was a good play, although it was a little on the dark side, but I still find it entertaining. Was utterly impressed by the lead actor, he alone performed the one play act to perfection. Of course, I have to give credit to the supporting actors as well, they did a good job. It was their second night and according to the director, it was a better performance

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This thought struck me when I was reading some blogs where the authors have already acheived a certain level of popularity and/or net-social-status.I am referring to Kenny Sia and Wendy Cheng (aka Xia Xue). Also, I am also the blog reader of Paul Tan (for motoring news, mainly Malaysian based), as well as Sepet and Gubra director Yasmin Ahmad.Now back to the question. Writer or blogger? I think I

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最後のキスはタバコの flavor がした，ニガくてせつない香り。Our last kiss tasted like tobacco, a bitter and sad smell.I can vaguely remember the last kiss we had, and I have no idea back then that it will be our last kiss. Things happened so fast that it seems like it was just yesterday. A lot of sweet and precious memories flashed through my eyes, snapshots from the day I first set eyes on you, to the very last day I saw

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Loving youIs easy because you're beautiful....Making love with youIs all I want to do....Loving youIs more than just a dream come true....And everything that I doIs out of loving you....No one else can make me feelThe colors that you bring....Stay with me while we grow old....And we will live each day in spring time....Because loving you....Has made my life so beautiful....And every day of my

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She's always on my mindFrom the time I wake upTill I close my eyesShe's everywhere I goShe's all I knowAnd though she's so far awayIt just keeps getting stronger everydayAnd even now she's goneI'm still holdin' onSo tell me where do I start'Cause it's breakin my heartDon't wanna let her goMaybe my love will come back somedayOnly heaven knowsAnd maybe our hearts will find a wayOnly heaven knowsAnd

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It has been a long time since I last posted an entry, and I think it will be a longer time that I will post my next entry.I began to realise that I am a heartbreaker. I never intend to do any harm to anyone, it is just my naivety and inability to handle things the right way that resulted in an irrecoverable wound on people's heart. Trust me, my wound is as deep as yours, if not deeper. I have

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Quote: "My biggest fear is to make people who look up to me feel disappointed, and vice versa." - ACI knew it. Everyone should have responded in the same way. "Why did you not go to work again?" The best part then comes, "Can you be more committed to your work?" The disappointment and frustration is so apparent that I wished I lied. But I can never lie, I am never good a telling lies.Imagine if

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After some time I’ve finally made up my mindShe is the girl and I really want to make her mineI’m searching everywhere to find her againTo tell her I love herAnd I’m sorry ’bout the things I’ve doneI find her standing in front of the churchThe only place in town where I didn’t searchShe looks so happy in her wedding dressBut she’s crying while she’s saying thisChorus:Boy I missed your kisses all

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She thought that was the end.She has chosen to return to her boyfriend, who has been waiting so faithfully for her. She has forgotten and has forgiven all his misbehaviour towards her. All she knows is that he loves her so much that she will never be able to find another one like him.She tried to move on yet the feeling is still lingering.Her life began to change when this guy popped up from

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Your Heart Is BlueLove is a doing word for you. You know it's love when you treat each other well.You are a giving lover, but you don't give too much. You expect something in return.Your flirting style: FriendlyYour lucky first date: Lunch at an outdoor cafeYour dream lover: Is both generous and selfishWhat you bring to relationships: LoyaltyWhat Color Heart Do You Have?You're a Shy KisserYou *do

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I overslept and was late for work because of this dream I had. I did not want to wake up. I was unwilling to return to reality not because this dream was so good, but it was a bad dream that I hoped something good would turn up in the end, and it did not come. While I blog this entry, I am still looking for the positives from this dream I had. It all started like this.I found myself in a singing

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When night fallsI can see my shadow on the wallWhich seems so tallYet it is just an illusion that people callThe room is so darkSo quiet that I can hear the distant dogs barkI have never believed in luckBut I need some to make my markI thought I was able to have a sweet dreamYet my rolling tears turned into a streamI could not help it but to let out a silent screamAnd I know it takes two to make

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Your Hidden TalentYou have the power to persuade and influence others.You're the type of person who can turn a whole room around.The potential for great leadership is there, as long as you don't abuse it.Always remember, you have a lot more power over people than you might think!What's Your Hidden Talent?

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My last entry was almost a month ago. And it was an unfinished entry. No plans to finish it yet (or ever?) as the memory has been less vivid as the days passed by.A lot of things have happened over the past month. Several trips to KT to setup the language lab and also provide training was enough to keep me away from contributing to the blog.Last week was supposed to be a celebrative period for

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The day begun when I opened my eyes around 0930hrs. After a long nice bath, I went downstairs for breakfast. American breakfast, served with crossiant, bacon and two eggs, sunny side up. After breakfast, I went to Bookazine to get the map (89B) and returned to my room to plan for my day. The tourist map that I bought was not to scale, so I am not sure how 'not-to-scale' it is. Set out for the day

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Touched down at Bangkok International Airport around 1605hrs local time. The first sight that greeted me was the golf course in between the runways for the airport. You did not read it wrong, a golf course in the airport, between the two landing/takeoff strip. I was wondering what happens if a golf ball hit a plane while it was landing/taking off? It seems that the golf course has been around for

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Rest in peace, English Premier League.If this can happen, what more can I say? Six wins in as many games. It is getting boring, is it not? Maybe Chelsea should move to La Liga and compete with the likes of Real Madrid and Barcelona.If you do not believe what you see, you can try to see for yourself here. But I am not sure they will change the team next week, or it will remain the same until

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The truck has finally arrived. It is a Rusa, painted red on the nose in front with some sledge-like artwork on both sides. Some tiny bells are hanging on the doors. The registration plates read something like 'Randolph'.I ran from my room, full of hope, and hurried to the truck to see the elf-like workers unloading the goods. One by one, they carefully picked up the boxes and distributed them to

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When one has committed an unforgiveable serious crime, s/he shall be given a death sentence. No questions asked. What about when one who has done nothing bad and has done uncountable charity deeds, shall s/he be given a death sentence? A death sentence one has to suffer a lot before s/he eventually dies?Perhaps most of us would relate this to Hurricane Katrina, or the other natural disasters

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Have you ever thought of being able to jump out of the current life you are living and leap into another people's body and live his/her life for a day? That is when you get to see yourself from another point of view.Since I was a child, I have always asked, "Why am I in this body but not someone else's body?"It is not to say that my life is treating me badly, it is just that I am curious why I

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It does not make sense, does it? Having Rojak as a title for my blog. What does Rojak mean anyway? (Well, that is if you have not tried this Malaysian/Singaporean delicacy.)As found on The Coxford Singlish Dictionary, Rojak means:A salad of mixed vegetables taken with sauce. Of Malay origin, it has been adapted by all races. In Singlish (or Manglish), it is used as an adjective, to describe

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I have just survived the worst few months of my career recently. Oh well, my career has just started a few months ago anyway, ha ha.All right, I have to admit that I just went through the transition period where every rookie would have difficulties bridging the mental gap between the ideal academic world and the real working environment.If that is not enough for me to handle, things took a turn

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Last Friday during a presentation with a business partner, my boss told us the story of the fishermen."Once there was a reward of $300,000 for any fisherman to produce 100 tonnes of fishes at a set date. A clever fisherman took up the offer and in turn posted a reward of $1,000 to any fishermen to catch 1 tonne of fishes. In no time, this clever fisherman reached the target and claimed a handsome

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Have you ever tried to dry a soaking wet cloth? You must be twisting the cloth so hard that if the fabrics are not strong enough it will be torn into pieces. Yet there are still water dripping out of the poor cloth.Imagine that happening to your stomach. On your birthday. In a deserted train coach. Now that is what I call an unforgetable birthday experience.As you have read from my previous blog,

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Happy Birthday to me.This is the first time I am ‘celebrating’ birthday on my own. I am in a country neither my motherland nor my hometown. (Well, there is a difference between my motherland and my hometown, if you know me well enough to tell.) I am all alone in Coffee Club, Raffles Place, Singapore. I just had my breakfast and waiting for my 11am appointment. The time now is 9:42am. Lots of time

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I have lost touch with the feeling. That feeling. The feeling of Love.When I see my other half, I no longer feel my heart beating faster. Nor I can feel my palm sweating. Nor breathing heavier. The magic of love just disappeared. Do I, or do I not, love her? Tough one for me to answer. I felt that I have lost the ability to love.Looking back at those days and those heartbreaking moments that she

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There are times that we make silly mistakes. Most of the time when this happens, it is because we are not acting ourselves. That is because we have lost ourselves.1. Never let emotions take overUnder any circumstances, never let your emotions take over you. Once you let your emotion takes over, you will lose control of yourself. And when emotion comes to work, it will either do wonders or it will

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Chinese New Year - An occasion to cherish those living and to remember those who have passed away.I have been absent from this blog for a while. Yes, I have been busy acclimatising to the new working environment. I have also been busy settling down in my temporary place of residence. It is never easy staying with relatives, not to mention that you are not paying any rent for the limited space (

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It is with a heavy heart that I wrote this entry. A relative of mine has just passed away over the weekend. She gave birth to a baby and passed away due to overbleeding. The baby survived, but the mother did not. Everyone is feeling sad and the mood is pretty gloomy at the moment. It has been a long time since any member of my extended family has left the world. The last time was when my mum's

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This will just be another boring blog about the aftermath of the Boxing Day Tsunami. No. I think we have seen and heard enough of that. I am not going to write how bad I felt about the disaster. I am not going to ask people to help out in whatever way they can to relieve the victims. All I ask is for all of us in the world to spend a moment to reflect on our life, and then say a simple prayer

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One more week to go before I leave the position as a bored shopkeeper. After being in the place for almost 4 years, at an average of 4 days a week, I began to feel sentimental about leaving the boring place. Before I forget the feeling of being a bored shopkeeper, I should somehow write this down so that in later days of my life when I look back, I shall recall how I have spent these boring 4

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Have you had the same feeling that I have been experiencing the past few days? Living boringly in boredom? Living a repetitious life? Longing for some excitement yet nothing is happenning? I am trying to recall when was the last time I had fun. My memory failed me. Perhaps it is time to upgrade my memory from 512MB to 1GB, or perhaps it was the speed. Or should I try DDR2? My mind seems to be

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