.seeking solace in my saviour.

.seeking solace in my saviour.

He was better to me than all my hopes;He was better than all my fears;He made a bridge of my broken works,And a rainbow of my tears.The stormy waves that marked my ocean

.trouble sleeping.

.trouble sleeping.

I'm having sleepless nights. All the worrying and caffeine.It's late and I'm feeling so tiredHaving trouble sleepingThis constant compromiseBetween thinking and breathingSome kind of therapyIs all I needPlease believe meSome instant remedyThat can

.put your records on.

.put your records on.

Three little birds, sat on my window.And they told me I don't need to worry.Summer came like cinnamonSo sweet,Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.Maybe sometimes, we got it wrong, but it's alrightThe more

.omg.

.omg.

Had tuition early this morning.Was going through my Inequalities notes and i came upon what Huiren and Samantha wrote during lecture.It goes like this..."Dear God, If you can't make me hot, make my

.breathe.

.breathe.

I'm rushing through my topics now.See my haggard face, it's worn out.I really need to get pass my promos. Pray for me.I'm worn out already, I'm beat.12th September 2006.

.squares.

.squares.

Remember there is nothing wrong with being a square.There is nothing wrong with thinking inside the box.A square can contain your inner thoughts and dearest words.A box can keep your closest friends near

.loyal to the game.

.loyal to the game.

Heyy, I'm back for another rendition of Daniel's Journal. Didn't really revamped it much, but added an archive so you could browse through the past entries. The stinking thing about blog is that

.mezzo forte.

.mezzo forte.

And like what Justin said.When the exams are finished,I'll be just as finished as it.I'm gonna pick up that damn phone and head straight for the army.30th June 2006.

.night of consent.

.night of consent.

It's gotten late and now i want to be alone. All of our friends were here, they all have gone home. And here i sit on the front porch watching the drunks stumble

.god loves the ugly.

.god loves the ugly.

ahhh, and jun chyi asked me.."What's a man's best friend?"i simply replied.."WOMAN"

.limelight.

.limelight.

as i always say, when the limelight finally shines, you better be ready to dance like a frantic monkey or they will just point that bad boy at someone who has done their

.i see northern lights.

.i see northern lights.

kill me won't ya.it's 11.22pm on a monday night and i'm slogging away doing my GP esasy.music maketh my soul.therapeutical charms.chill out paris.northern lights.budha lounge bar.morning run tmr @ 6.45am.i'm getting very worn

.and the young man's dreams.

.and the young man's dreams.

and i'm feeling quite emotional at the moment.well, as justin, kenneth and i agreed on the word, it should be bittersweet.it seems like just yesterday when we were getting all ready for our

. love letters from kenneth.

. love letters from kenneth.

you know, daniel's THE MAN.he's a hunk , all girls out there watch it.though he likes to INSULT + IRRITATE by coming up with nicknames for me =Di never thought i would become