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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Jesus on a bad day.

I lol'ed seeing this. Kinda bored now. My holidays are filled up with mostly sport activites, not that I'm complaining much. Monday, tuesday, thursday, friday volleyball. Sunday, Wednesday, Saturday free, play basketball-_-". I'm surprised as to why I'm not 1.75m tall what with all the jumping I've been doing for the past 3 1/2 years. I started playing basketball in P3, then stopped in p4, played again in p5 upon hearing the "fact" that an hour of basketball can help you grow 0.05mm. "Fact" busted, call me one of the mythbusters=p. Speaking of busted, my better PC is spoilt. Can't turn it on. What's more, dota v6.44 came out right after I couldn't use that PC. Excellant timing by me, of course.

With all the miscellaneous stuff out of the way, it's time to get some EMO on. Everything changes, whether you expect it or not. One moment, it's all happy-go-lucky day, etc etc. The next is "Wtf? Wth? What was that? Did.. Did that just happen? Omg, why did it happen? What DID I DO?!?!?!?". That pretty much express what I want to say. My day was turned emo by something I shouldn't have saw.

And now with the emo stuff out of the way, it's time for some funny to slay the emo. I imagine myself to be EMO MAN, the emotional caped avenger of the night. I wear a part mask part cape, with a fake wig over the mask with the hair covering the face, being typically emo. My powers are having really thick arms and arm skin, have a built in GPS system of all emo kids in my location, unlimited emo knowledge, negative emo karma, an emo regeneration and can fire a beam out of hands from my angst. I wear fingerless gloves to ensure that the beams only travel out of my fingers, cuz they'd be too powerful if they came out of my hands. I travel by the negative emo karma, which I can manipulate at thought and runs with the power of my emo. The negative emo karma repels everything around me, enabling me to fly really high, cuz I can manipulate it that way. Also, in case angry mothers come surrounding me for being a bad influence, I can just repel them all away and make funny faces at them. I rescue emo hope-abandoned stress-stricken kids in singapore by informing them the proper way of cutting themselves, therefore having thick arms and arm skin is a benefit. Then, they would get too wussy upon finding out that they can die from cutting their arms(frikkin posers.) and suddenly find meaning to life, meaning of which eludes me. If they become a hassle saying that they already know all those facts, I blast them with my angst ray straight through their eyes, showing them that if they want to be emo, they have to contend with ME, and I don't like "rivals". Then, they wuss out. Frikkin wussies. My ultimate power/s is/are, as I mentioned before, becoming all action taking out of my emo gloves, and firing out the angst rays, single or double, as I see fit. Another ultimate power is.... The EMO RANT. It comes out of my mouth lawl! Because no one can stand a ranting emo cuz no one really wants to hear about it. Even if one does, that one would be too much of a wussy to stand my other powers.

Okay, I can go along with the character of EMO MAN, all night long. So I'll dedicate a whole post to him, his emo-ness. And yes, I have put ALOT of thought into this =P.

[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
8:53 PM