Monday, June 29, 2009
Looks can be deceiving...really.
Some indian dude came to my house that day.
Tattered clothing and a hokkien speaking indian dude.
I was like wth.
I thought he wanted some money or something.
True enough he needed money but he was willing to wax my car for me.
Was supposed to be 50 bucks but then i had no money so he just settled for twenty.
His wife was pregnant and he needed some fast cash.
Anyway i talked to him and stuff. His name is Francis and was a really nice guy. And he is a christian. Talked to him bout church and stuff.
Heres how my baby looked after he was done. Not bad.
After he was done he couldnt stand my dirty rims. Came back for more. He looks kinda cool doesnt he?
- posted by Daniel Tan,
at 7:09 AM
Friday, June 26, 2009
The huddle formation.
Dont you think life is like a huddle?
Your team mates are your loved ones.
All eyes focused on the quarterback.
Everyone agrees with each other, understanding each and everyones responsibilities.
Most of all, understanding the game play.
Then everyone gets out on the field, giving everything you got,
to reach the end zone.
- posted by Daniel Tan,
at 10:31 AM
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Wednesdays are looooooooooong...
Every wednesday is a torture
besides being the day in the middle of the week,
Chemistry and Physics tuition adds to the pain.
Time doesnt seem to pass at all.
So i decided to do something stupid.
After chem and physics tuition,
i went to the gym.
How stupid was i...
My hands were shaking when i drove back home.lol
after gym, i went to Ali for supper.
Thats all i guess...
And i slept like a pig later on...
- posted by Daniel Tan,
at 6:32 AM
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Farewell Bro. Paul. Youre the man.
Dear Bro Paul,
Thanks for caning me, now im officially a Xaverian.
Thanks for always saving my ass from Mr Choo.
Thanks for your dirty jokes.
Thanks for the nice smell from the bakery that made me hungry.
Thanks for being the best principle ever.
God bless you.
Went for Bro Paul's farewell dinner at Traders.
Fetched Nicholas and Eu Jin- thanks for the backseat driving.
Overall the dinner was okay.
Bro Paul gave a wonderful speech.
Thumbs up for the St. Xaviers Marching band.
me, Howell and nicholas
Ian Howell.
Best f***ing Teacher in the whole wide world.
I can proudly say my report book has only a two day absent mark because of him.
And he gives me advise bout girls.
No wonder im single. Lol. kidding.
Ballroom.
Good luck to Brother Paul on his future undertakings. God bless
- posted by Daniel Tan,
at 8:45 AM
Thursday, June 18, 2009
I miss the adrenaline rush
Went to watch a division one game with james and gary.
It was between Contact Fireants and Ztec 8cers.
Ztec wooped contacts ass 7-0.
I MISS COMPETITIONS!
I dont miss the crowd, the goals and the cheering. I miss looking into the eyes of my team mates knowing we cant win but giving all we can and running in the same direction. Man i miss those. I wanna play floorball now! Ahhhhhhhhhhh
- posted by Daniel Tan,
at 6:03 AM
Friday, June 12, 2009
Passing, shooting and scoring.
Went for training today.
Oh how i miss the smell of the court, the sweat and the intensity.
I miss everything except for the smell of Nicholas' goalie vest.
Pity Nicholas. He had to put up with the smell for two hours. Not to mention all the balls aimed at him. -Anyway Nicholas is Firebrands new goal keeper.
Did the normal stuff at training.
Coach emphasized more on faster passing and releasing plays.
Damn i love it.
Plus, i ponteng-ed BM tuition.
My refuge. The floorball court.
My weapon. And my wife.
Jason and Gary's sexy legs.
Reminder of the day- Im not allowed to do air hooks anymore or it will cost me 50 pushups.-why??
Inside sentence of the day- You call that hot?!
- posted by Daniel Tan,
at 3:23 AM
Thursday, June 11, 2009
She said lets change our luck.
For the first time in years,
i cant wait to go back to school.
The silence kills.
The feeling of loneliness is everywhere,
But at least the noise and sound keeps me sane for the moment.
- posted by Daniel Tan,
at 6:29 AM
Maybe youre just the same.
Have you ever lay down in bed the whole day thinking today is the worst day ever?
The most boring?
Ever wondered why a good night starts of with a bad morning?
Or when you want the day to be perfect everything turns out wrong?
Its so weird how when you think the day is going to get worse,
Somebody saves you?
Its so funny how when a good memory is made, you dont realise it.
Only after days do we realize that it was the best day ever.
If only i knew...
- posted by Daniel Tan,
at 3:01 AM
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Everyday feels the same.
Drove all the way to air itam today to meet up with james.
Yes i dont have license yet. I wish i did.
But so what.
Anyway went to queens to watch monsters vs aliens with james, hannah and gary again.
damn the monsters are cute.
After the movies, i went for my ever so dreadful and long physics tuition.
How i felt during tuition?
And yeah i cant write properly because after the mid terms, i forgot how to hold a pencil.Labels: come home beautiful
- posted by Daniel Tan,
at 8:09 AM
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
If i could finish what i have started
Today was another boring day...
Went to queens with james, hannah and gary to watch 17 again.
Not a bad show.
Went for supper at Pelita then back home.
-MY DAMN PROTON WIRA CANT DRIFT...
hannah and james, james
Finally the moon.
The moon,
to many, just a small white sphere in the sky.
to some, the witness of a lovers first kiss.
to me, it serves as a reminder of the nights i never had her by my side.
Labels: come home
- posted by Daniel Tan,
at 10:26 AM
Its not the same without you.
This time around last year, my mom kept asking me to practice my piano bla bla bla.. never listened to her and thought i could be a hero practising 10 days before the exam.
I failed my grade 8 with flying colors.
This year i have to retake the exam. should i start practising?
Or let history repeat itself?
Im too lazy to practice.
We shall just see how it turns out this time. wish me luck.
Life is like a piano. The good times are the white keys and the bad times are the black keys. You need both to make a sweet melody. -anonymous
- posted by Daniel Tan,
at 5:25 AM
Monday, June 8, 2009
Dear God,
Im ready to come home to you.
I cannot take this pain any longer.
I dont seem to find the fragments of light you have shown me.
I wish you can send an angel to hold me.
Because im sick and tired of crying.
God are you real?
Do you still care?
maybe you dont.
They always say you do.
I know you do.
But i just dont seem to feel you here with me anymore.
If you still care about me,
My heart will still be yours.
If you dont,
What meaning would it be with a heart that is still beating without a purpose?
I wish you could send me an angel.
Or maybe come and take me away.
I will still talk to you every night.
I just want to know,
Do you still love me?
From: me
- posted by Daniel Tan,
at 9:26 AM
After he was done he couldnt stand my dirty rims. Came back for more. He looks kinda cool doesnt he?
Dont you think life is like a huddle?
Dear Bro Paul,
me, Howell and nicholas
Ballroom.
I MISS COMPETITIONS!
starting point. botanical gardens
aww.
okay seriously he wasnt acting
priceless
finally some stupid sign board
nothing like a nice bowl of chendul
take 1
take 2
Indy
Ivy
Me
James
FireBRANDS- always ready for more...
Dont you love home?
Went for training today.
My refuge. The floorball court.
My weapon. And my wife.
For the first time in years,
Have you ever lay down in bed the whole day thinking today is the worst day ever?
And yeah i cant write properly because after the mid terms, i forgot how to hold a pencil.
hannah and james, james
The moon,
