Houston, we have a problem.
I am too much of a child.
When the fear sets in
Where the fire burns
Where I find a place
But there's nowhere to turn
When the evening sings
An eerie song
Longing for the day
You say I'm wrong
You can find your place
But never fit in
And only when you've left
Do you know where you've been
I can see the light
But only when it's gone
You can go on waiting
But only for so long
I know we are right
It's not always clear
Because I've never felt the fear
Can it stay so good
Forever in time
I've always felt the rhythm
What happens when there's
No more rhyme
Can we face ourselves
Like we face each other
We've never felt anything
On our own
I can't wait much longer
To feel any danger
I hope we're not living
For a lifetime alone
I know we are right
It's not always clear
Because I've never felt the fear
Can it stay so good
Forever in time
I've always felt the rhythm
What happens when there's
No more rhyme
Hard to go on
It's like waiting for
The other shoe to drop
I'll never stop
Believing in you
It's just we never had to struggle
It all came too easy
I hope we felt what we felt from the start
We've never suffered a broken heart
We've been so blinded by all the best
We never put our love to the test - No More Rhyme, Debbie Gibson
I think the Iced Caramel Vienna Coffee I had at Bishan’s Dome just now is still in my system. Am feeling twitchy and not an inch bit sleepy. A sick feeling in the stomach is also brewing. Urgh. Owww… Cannot like this lah. I need to wake up early, man!

It’s gonna be long day later. In fact, it’s going to be a long weekday-period. I am just looking for Friday onwards. But who knows, maybe it will be a fruitful week this time round.
Okay. I am not making sense. I haven’t eaten dinner and my stomach is sick with coffee.
A thousand times goodnight, caffeine intolerants.
P/S: Sharinah, get well soon. It’s time to go clubbing.
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