Keith Wong Yiheng
CHRISTIAN
4th September 1992
Ex-Hong Wen School
Ex-Geylang Methodist School (Secondary)
Nanyang Poly [Sports & Wellness Management]
BASKETBALL
LA Lakers Fan

GOD =)
BASKETBALL
ALL MY FRIENDS!


Grow closer to God
Make it into NYP basketball Team
Movements everywhere so that everyone knows someone who truly follows Jesus.
Form a team and slowly train to div1 standard
Leather Molten Basketball
Kobe Zoom shoes
Nike Tee Shirt
Plaid outer collared tee =p
Vest
Team to share the dream =)
taggie here.

Love is a minefield. You take a step and get blown to pieces, put yourself back together again and stupidly take another step. I guess that's human nature. It hurts so much to be alone that we'd all rather blow up than be single.

We have no say over the hand dealt us in life, but we do have a lot of control over how this hand is played. We are responsible for bringing out the meaning of our own lives in each moment that we live. Remember each moment happens only once and can never be retrieved again.

A man can fail many times, but he isn't a failure until he begins to blame somebody else.

He who asks is a fool for five minutes, but he who does not ask remains a fool forever.

I have never met a man so ignorant that I couldn't learn something from him.

It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.

All this will not be finished in the first 100 days. Nor will it be finished in the first 1,000 days, nor in the life of this Administration, nor even perhaps in our lifetime on this planet. But let us begin.

The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart.
It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them.

Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away.

If you're alone, I'll be your shadow. If you want to cry, I'll be your shoulder. If you want a hug, I'll be your pillow. If you need to be happy, I'll be your smile. But anytime you need a friend, I'll just be me

The best kind of friend is the one you could sit on a porch with, never saying a word, and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you've had.

A friend is one of the nicest things you can have, and one of the best things you can be.

Daryl
Wendy
Daniel
Raquel
Si Hui
Zheng hou
Yi Kun
Wei Xuan
Yip Han
Zoe
Wee Keng
Heng Lee
Hui Ying
Kai Jing
Cherry
Germin
Joel
Ivan
Ryan
Jonathan
Penny
Jeslin
KeithGoh
Saranjeet
Gek Chuan
Aaron
Eileen/XiiaoHoon
Alton
Joseph
Corrine
Grace Tan
Long Huai
Edwin
Angela
Abdillah
Cecelia
Joannie


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Alot of things happened in these oh so very few days. It really made me think alot. Feeling frazzled. And you know shit is bad when you start using the word "frazzled".
Anyways, start off, friday. W00t Ivan came back to GM yesterday. Never seen him in a long, long time. Anyway, keep it short, me daniel daryl alvin went to gym to workout. Surprisingly, my Gaydar(radar gaydar) didn't go off, lawl. Ivan couldn't go in, cuz as always mysteriously there will always be some fat lady to ruin everything, so he and joseph went to play Bball. After that, we all went to the CC find Ivan. Anyway, he showed us his school Bball jersey, which would mean that he would get to compete next year. I have many dreams, and that happens to be one of them, to represent my school in basketball and actually compete and get into the nationals. Or at least I hope i get to play in volleyball, I don't wanna train hard for the school for 3-4years just to not play when east zone comes around. That's just not right. When you realize what your dream is, then it's time to make it a reality, but it's far too late for mine. I want to compete in volleyball and win for the school, if not for all the sweat and blood i shed for it. That's kinda one thing i envy about Ivan, he got to follow a dream. Anyway, sooner or later, time flew by, and it was time to go. You know, one of the hardest thing in life is to say goodbye, even though you know you can always see those people the next day. Everyone goes to take the bus 26 opposite the 7-11, but i go a different way, alone. But then, it's not anyone's fault either. That way is their way home, and another way is my way home. It just so happens that their way happens to be many people's way home, and another way is only my way home. From school to home, it's barely a 5min walk, but it feels like 5hrs. This is usually why i hate going home, it's a major feeling of lost and loneliness. I know of a few people who happens to go my way, and in my heart i feel kinda happy, cause to me, it implies that we both have something in common, we know that the way we go is a very lonely way, and since we know the other is feeling the same way, a common bond is formed. I miss the time when I was in P6, that was absolutely the best year of my life so far. Everyday, going home was a happy occasion. Me and two other guys were the closest buddies ever, there was never a dull moment. Then there came the time of PSLE, we all got totally different marks, with me getting 235=) and them getting 202 and 180. Despite that, they chose GM as their first choice, and my second choice. My first choice was St Andrews cause they knew how much I wanted to go there, and they understood. Sadly, when i got to GM, which i didn't mind much, one got to Bendemeer Sec, and another to Mansjusri. We didn't dare to opt for transfer, so our butts stayed put. From what i know now, the one who went to Bendemeer Sec was kinda a girl magnet now, with lots of close friends. The one who went to Manjusri kinda the same, was able to pursue a relationship with a girl and was popular so to say, everyone knew him. Me? I have a hard time talking to girls, get looked down upon literally because of my height, and being emo about no one going the same way as i do. Then again, it was my fault really, I could have transfered but i didn't. Aw well. The mask and cape of emo-ism has been donned, kinda like when venom latched on to Spiderman, and spidey trying his best to push it out. Life goes on, time stops for no mortal. Moping and fretting over stuff gets no one anywhere.

Saturday
Played basketball at 108 in the morning. lol, played really well. Went to KCC in the afternoon. Ivan said that if i wanted to improve, I had better go 108 less and KCC more. I didn't believe him at first though, I mean, there are still people I have a hard time going up against at 108. It rained when we got there though. So when Ivan left for church, we waited till rain stopped and went to play with the wet floor. Lol, they kept disturbing me about my height. It even got to a point where it was 4 vs me. I swear, if it weren't for the wet floor, I would've scored more against all four of them ( yes I actually went along with it), at the very most maybe even win them. I was confident of the two asumed results by me. I only scored two or three though, like I said, wet floor. I emphasize on speed in my play, whether sloppy or not, I emphasize on it. take away my speed, and i got close to nothing. I was kinda determined to win, or at least exceed their expectations to the limits of a vertically challenged. Disturbing someone about height is a sort of discrimination. I emphasized the important parts of being tall in previous posts. Just because I'm short doesn't mean I can't do what you do, if not better. Basketball is really the sport where even the little man can soar. Anyway, later on, people came, and i played a two games with a bunch of people. MAN, Ivan was right. They pawned. I sucked. I scored only two baskets. There was this guy who was shorter than me by a little, but he pawned. So I was pumped up for the second set, now way was I going to lose to a guy shorter than me. Man was I so wrong. I got past him less times than he got past me. I managed to guard his way and make it hard for him to shoot. He didn't score much when I got on him lol. I didn't score at all when he got onto me=P. I got past him a few times, BUT the ball was hit out of my hands everytime. He managed to get his shot off, I didn't. I had utterly lost to a guy shorter than me by a few cm. That just hurt. If he was taller, he would have the advantage, but he wasn't and he got past me and scored. I was on the losing team twice, cuz i was the weak point offensively and defensively. After the match, it dawned onto me, the world was really big and vast, with players playing different styles I have never even seen before. I want to improve, so I am sincerely thinking about Ivan's suggestion to come to KCC more often. I'm not gonna let people think that just because I'm short I suck at basketball. I want to improve, and prove all those jerks wrong. Height does not tie anyone down, but lifts them up. If you don't have that, screw it, you can be better than those who are taller in other ways.If you're tall, give people a reason to look up to you. You're already making people look up to you; give them a reason to. If you're short, give people no reason to look down on you.


Well, thats it for now. Blogging alot lately cuz nothing to do.

[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
7:50 PM