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This Is Me.
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

Loves
GOD =)
BASKETBALL
ALL MY FRIENDS!


Wishes
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
taggie here.


Quotes
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.

Friendship

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.


Links
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


Past
October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 March 2006 May 2006 June 2006 July 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 March 2010 April 2010 May 2010 June 2010 July 2010 August 2010 February 2011

Credits
Designer} Jasmine
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Editing of image} Imageready
Wednesday, January 30, 2008


It's always bad news, isn't it. Geyalng Methodist Sec lost to Pasir Ris Sec. First set we won, we lost the last two sets. I don't know what went wrong. Is this what four years of hard work, of self sacrificing, muscle aching work? All of the wasted time. Four years of hard work and it didnt even amount to a single thing. Nice. Friday's the chung cheng match. I swear this here and now, we lose the chung cheng match, I'll shave my head.

Victory is what happens when ten thousand hours of training meet up with one moment of opportunity. (We had so many moments of opportunities, but damnit, it was not in my position to make the best of it. In whatever I do, my position never crosses path with that moment of opportunity.)
You might be disappointed if you fail, but you will be doomed if you don't try. [Ben Franklin] (I tried so hard, Mr.Ben Franklin. At least I tried, but apparently, my best is never enough. When then, will it be?)
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
8:21 PM

Sunday, January 27, 2008


Friends come and go
As the currents ebb and flow
The swells and ripples that they make
Leave mixed emotions in their wake
For some friends drift with changing tide
Come on strong and then subside
Only to be cast Upon the shore
Disappear and be seen no more
But Some friendships are strong enough to stand
the changing tides and shifting sand
What is strong enough to set these friendships apart
Affinity of mind and heart
Love much more than mere token
thoughts understood
Yet unspoken
A common bond, a mutual goal
An understanding heart and soul
It's these little things that mean so much
Are strokes of friendship's velvet touch
[Karina, sfraves, 2002]

What lies behind us, and what lies before us are tiny matters when compared to what lies within us.

To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded. [Ralph Waldo Emerson]

Spirit. It cannot be broken and it cannot be stolen away. A victim in the throes of despair might feel otherwise, and certainly the victim's "master" would like to believe it so. But in truth, the spirit remains, sometimes buried but never fully removed. Spirit. It is the hero's strength, the mother's resilience, and the poor man's armor. It cannot be broken, and it cannot be taken away. This I must believe. [Drizzt Do'Urden]

It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, and comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who as the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat. [Theodore Roosevelt]

Each time a person stands for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he or she sends forth a tiny ripple of hope. And crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and daring, those ripples build a current that can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance. Few are willing to embrace the disapproval of their fellows, the censure of their colleagues, the wrath of their society. Moral courage is a rarer commodity than bravery in battle or great intelligence. Yet it is the one essential vital quality for those who seek to change a world that yields most painfully to change.

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, "Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?" Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. You were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within you. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we're liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. [Marianne Williamson "A Return to Love"] (This is the saying Coach Carter got from)

As a boy in the middle west, I used to amuse myself by holding a stick across a gateway that the sheep had to pass through. After the first few sheep had jumped over the stick, I took it away; but all the other sheep leaped through the gateway over an imaginary barrier. The only reason for their jumping was that those in front had jumped. The sheep is not the only animal with that tendency. Almost all of us are prone to do what others are doing, to believe what others are believing, to accept, without question, the testimony of prominent people. [Dale Carnegie "Public Speaking"]

[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
10:30 PM

Saturday, January 26, 2008


Okay, after all those wee bit depressing posts these past few days, I think I'll write a more upbeat one. That is to say SEC3CAMP!!!! After all, after the whole camp was over, I decided to, just be happy =). More on this later.

1st day Sunday
The PECs went there earlier to prepare everything. I brought one big bag, and three shoebags?! lol. We packed our stuff on the coach, including school stuff like a guitar, frogs and snakes, mats, and other essential stuff needed for the camp. The ride there was simple enough. The camp was at MOE Dairy Farm. When we got there, the whole camp looks like a chalet =D. Even the dorms says so. We had one whole dorms to the sec4 pecs so it was rather spacious. Lol, gotta get used to the fact that I'm secFOUR now. Haha. We started off by going to the ropes course. I climbed up one of the challenge rope course, it wasn't really that hard. Just that the pole was shaking alot when I climbed up, so THAT was scary. Lol. Um, it rained after that so our activities were put to a halt. When the rain stopped, we went out to check out the night "mission" route. It was nothing much, in the day. At night, we went to check it out again. Couldn't see much, but the game was fun =D. Elaborate more later. But at the end the route was changed, which meant a shorter, much less scarier route. So we got back to camp, planned our stuff for the next day, and ate our supper =D. Then we went back to our dorms and packed up for kayaking the next day and prepared to sleep. I have some REALLY funny pictures about what happened that I'm not gonna show now =D. The dorm has 2stories, so I slept on top with daryl, alvin, zhong wei and edel. Luckily wasnt with tom =D, he farts =D. Haha. He farted when I was in a tent with him and alvin hugs people ==". Fortunately alvin was at the far side of the room, haha=p. I listened to some songs, and fell asleep. But awoke at the middle of the night cuz it was FREEZING but fell back to sleep again ^^.

2nd day 1st half
Woke at 5 in the morn? Had to get all our stuff ready for kayaking at Changi adventure camp. Woke up, brushed my teeth, got my bags and went to canteen. I hate really plain foods. Such as nasi lemak with ikan bilis, chilli and omelette egg. That was it. I WANT MEAT. Lol. So anyway, when it was time to go, I got up the bus and slept all the way there. We got there, waited in the hall and did the pasar malam inspection. It was fun =D. There was one PREFECT who brought tons and tons of snacks. 2packets of pocky and lots of sweets if i can remember. Pocky, lol. Hm, not much interesting things during that. Me, joseph, carmen and Joan a graduate, were in charge of Faith 3-1 =D. We expected things to go more smoothly that it did, not saying it isnt a wonderful class and all, it is, but it wasn't a typical f3-1 class=p. In both good and bad ways=p. Much more rowdy and enthu, but as a result, may have lost its seriousness. In some aspects yeah. They were a wonderful class in the end anyway =p. And so after much greeting of teachers in hopes for scrambling more points, we got up the bus. They were quite a rowdy bunch, but it was fun trying to control them with a simple hand signal =D. Oh the power. Um, what we all said on the bus I forgot. Introducing each other? I remembered i kept kacauing some people =D. Haha, Typical me.

And so we got to the campsite. Rushed them to get into their groups. Kayaking and rafting. I went into kayaking =D. It was fun wearing kayaking shoes! It was like having a spandex but only on your feet. Hm, I kept getting moved around. First I was with Carmen, then a solo kayak, then finally with a girl from another class. Oh well. It was fun anyway. I kept spraying water onto other people then kayaked other people as fast as I could =D. I got from the back to the front =D. On the way to our destination, the National Sailing centre, I splashed water at these two girls from F3-1, su hui and wan ling if I can remember ( I am absolutely TERRIBLE with names... Gimme a photolist anyday), and kayaked away. They caught up, su hui tried to hit me with the paddle, I used my paddle to block and SPLASH I got capsized ==". It was actually my first time accidentally capsizing. It actually took me awhile to realize I was under the kayak. I swam out, and suddenly realized that the girl realized capsized with me too. Stupid realization I know, Captain obvious. I looked round, I saw a body under the kayak, but no head, so I pulled her out holding her life vest. The instructors overseeing us had already got over, and helped turn our kayak right side up. She got on, which was when I realized my spectacles had sunk into the sea ==". So we reached the NSC, had a horrible lunch in my opinion, and kayaked back. I took a quick shower, and gathered the class. It was around this time that the phrase "F3-1 HUEY!" was phrased =D. HUEYHUEYHUEYHUEY. The busride back was full of it? I talked to the class during the bus ride. Forgot what I said. Told them what block they were in, and joked around with them.

Okay I shall stop here for now. Anotehr day for the 2nd day 2nd half and onwards=p. Tired now. Sec3 Camp was another wondrous entry into my life of memories. HUEY
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
9:40 PM

Friday, January 25, 2008


Hm.. It's friday. The next to best day of the week =D. Or at least it should be. But oh well, life has its ups and downs right? Let's just hope I won't keep going down, a'ight? Anyway, today's match was against Hai Sing Catholic. I'm guessing about half the people who's reading this already know the results, but I'm gonna elaborate anyway. I'll start with the results first. We lost. WE LOST. WE LOST. WE LOST. WE LOST. WE LOST.

*Ahem* ok. I wasn't feeling too good after the match. I think it was my pride. I made myself really really 200% commited to go volleyball no matter what after what I said during OBS. Whether I was sick or not, what other people say, what other people do to try and get me out of the team, I went to training. Just an FYI "You so short, train so hard oso no use." "You train so hard jump so many time still so short." are such words that was said. Please use your imagination to think up of what else that might have been said. So much sweat, so much blood, so much tears were shed during these 4years of volleyballing. So much time wasted without a goal, a purpose. Was I too late? I only just realized how badly I wanted to win during last year's OBS trip. That trip was the turning point. It made me think of why I really continued to stay on during volleyball, or why I didnt just quit it and join photography club. Anyway, to continue, it was our very last chance to go to nationals. And I didnt have the ability to take us there, to at least help my team mates bring out their best. All those stupid mistakes. GMS(S) volleyball. 4years. Spending day after day training. Having absolutely no social life during sec1 year? I admit. I slacked alot during my sec2 year. Having almost no time to improve on my Basketballing. It has been one HELL of a ride. One giant Rollercoaster ride. Was it all worth it? Let's see.

The cons. I've spent almost everyday of my sec1 playing volleyball. Sadly, I didn't have neither the talent nor the height to excel at it at first. So I was one of those who really really sucked. Regardless, I stayed on. I perservered, but for what reason. At that time, I stayed on just for the sake of staying on. I saw everyone leaving the team one by one, so okay, I though, maybe once enough people leaves I can be on the team. So I waited. I went to every single training. Sec2year East zone. I sat on the bench, I didnt mind. My team mates are waaay better than me, they can get the job done. But we failed. We couldn't get into nationals. Aye. Sec2 year I slacked alot, didnt go to training as much. Sec3 year I started going to training more. For what reason, I forgot. Close to end of year, after OBS, I buckled down and went training everyday. Hoping for some improvement. I was too late. All the sweat, blood, tears were wasted. All that time, all that money, could've been spent on something else.

The pros. I know the true meaning of commitment. To give your all into something that you want to accomplish, whether you truly like it or not. And I really like to play this game. I've learnt to play a sport that is really difficult to learn. A volleyball player can kick a ball and pass a ball, but can a soccer player receive the ball with accuracy or a basketball player spike the ball efficiently. I think not. And, maybe the best of the pros yet, from these team mates, I've learnt to understand people, and now my team mates are my good buddies =). These four years, these are the guys that I've shed sweat, blood and tears with, wasted time and money together. From unknown strangers I've found team mates, and from these team mates I've found friends for life, possibly. These four years, I spent time with these wonderful people. We trained together, won together, lost together. We ate together, have fun together, slept with each other at camps, showered together. We were as close as team mates could be.

It truly has been one hell of a rollercoaster. Always bringing us up before bringing us back down again. Now that THIS ride is almost over, I have to ask myself. All that I've gained, the lessons I've learnt, the friends and enemies I've made, the injuries i've suffered, the strength that I've gained, the hurt of every single lost, the glory of every single win, all the time I've wasted, all the valuable life skills I've learnt and finally, the possibly stunted growth due to many physical exercises. Was it ALL worth it?
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It's not what happens to you in life that's important, it's how you react to what happens. -Mike Keenan
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
9:40 PM

Thursday, January 24, 2008


Shall post about the camp another time. Don't feel like elaborate on all the glorious and stupid things i did during the camp for the sake of hilarity =D. Today was a special day really. The collection of Olevel results. But first of all, I want to rant about how much of a dickwad Joshua teo is and how life is unfair in some ways.

Yesterday was the day after camp. I was quite exhausted in some ways, but no matter camp was FUN =D (HUAY!), and no shit way in hell would I miss training when the match is tml. So it was after class, I see joshua on the hallway. I ask him whether he's going training. He replies" Don't care. Go away" And flirts with a girl he has no chance of getting at. "..............................." Holy fucking shit. I already know whether or not he's going, but honestly, no need to say it like that right? GGRRRRR FUCKING SHIT. The fate of winning lies in the hands of an undeserving idiot. FUCK.

*Ahem*. So anyways. O level results. The atmosphere before everything was one of both happiness and nervousness. At the same time. But when they all got their results slip, it was one of.... an undescribable feeling. I walked around the hall looking all around. I wasn't sure of whether I should have a smirk on my face or just a sad frown. Look one way and it was some guy screaming in delight at his marks. Another way was a bunch of girls crowding around their crying friend. The feeling was as if I was in the future, just seeing what was going to happen. It felt as though I was an invisible spirit, walking around in the future. And holy shit, no way am I gonna fail. I am gonna push myself starting from now ><.

If you focus on results, you will never change. If you focus on change, you will get results. -Jack Dixon
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
6:33 PM

Tuesday, January 22, 2008


Rah! Came back from camp! It was psychedelic=p. F3-1 ROCKS! LOL. Anyway, it was great fun playing a fool =D. Shall write more tml. Getting tired=p. Cyaz.
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
11:05 PM

Saturday, January 19, 2008


Hm. okay. today went out to buy camp stuff. Camp is tml, HURRAH. Hm, okay, yesterday was pretty eventful, in a good way.

Start of the day was the Adam Khoo work shop thing. It was all laughs from the start man! Leroy, a porchindian, was our lecturer. Porchindian = Portugeuse + Chinese + Indian. And now he has a half dutch wife, so Portugeuse + Chinese + Indian + Dutch = One sad little kid. He shared with us his life story, a real rags to riches story. My life is forever changed. If statues were given to everyone who worked hard, his would be 600ft tall. I shan't share it here, cuz it's his story=P. And this is the medium of which my story will be recorded. 'Even though the society disowns you, your family disowns you, your friends disowns you, never disown on yourself, or you have failed.' I tweaked a sentence abit to fit myself=p. I admit, before this, My motivation to get closer to my goals and dreams was dying. I had no longer cared much whether had I improved, jumped higher, gotten stronger etc. I just took the day as it comes. But now I feel so motivated I feel like I can take on the world. I only knew what I had wanted to fight for, but what exactly am I fighting for? There are differences in those two sentences. The former means goal, the latter means purpose. I knew my goals and dreams, but what was my purpose behind them? I must have the highest marks among the boys in my class. I must make it to a pro basketball league. I must make a happy, stable life for my family. My purpose behind them? Now I know =). I want to have the highest marks among the boys because I want to prove that I'm someone special. Not just a sheep in a flock. I want to prove that, I'm not like everyone else, I'm not normal, I'm no average Joe. Other purposes I'll keep to myself=p.

After the Adam Khoo talk, went to watch One Missed Call. I met Keith today lol. KeithGoh. LOL. Honestly, I dont think there's much anything cooler than knowing someone with your special name the same age as you. It was interesting to say the least. I pay for scary movies not to scream myself silly, but rather laugh at everyone's reaction. KeithG was hugging his leg! Lol. Squeamish=p. Movie ended, went to pastamania. Wanted to prank the 7-11 cashier, but decided not to=p. KeithG camwhored lol. How did the word camWHORE came up anyway? WHORE is such a dirty word =P. Eh. End off here. Gotta do homework before camp. Should be seeing everyone back at school by wednesday=p. See y'all!

"My Past is not my future. Fate is like crafting pottery. Once you mold finish a pot and when it starts to harden you dont like the design, There is nothing much you can do but make the best of it. Paint it, scratch a new design in, but nothing can be done about what it really is. A horrible piece of pottery. This is my past. But when you take a new piece of clay and start to mold it, you can do anything you want to it. Not put 100% into it, losing focus, not caring how it looks like, just make a freaky piece of pottery. Or you can give it your best shot, focus on what you want it to look like, and craft a beautiful piece of art. This is my future. It is unwritten, or in this case, not yet crafted. It is what I make it to be. It can be a horrible piece of pottery, or it can be a beautiful piece of art. Guess which one I choose?" Keith Wong.
ONE BIG FAT LOL><. Heh.
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
4:24 PM

Monday, January 14, 2008


This is a song I've been listening recently. Alot. It's really catchy =D! Just a FIY, Epiphany in this case means a sudden, intuitive perception of or insight into the reality or essential meaning of something, usually initiated by some simple, homely, or commonplace occurrence or experience. Or A comprehension or perception of reality by means of a sudden intuitive realization. In layman's terms, it's like having an enlightening of sorts. Anyway, I really like this song =). Might be putting it up onto my blog if anyone asks=p. Or if anyone wants this song feel free to ask =).
"Epiphany" by Bowling for soup
Stop before you get me started,
Maybe I'll just go.
I'm not exactly broken hearted,
But I think you already know.
That there's more to the story than I'm givin' up,
Maybe I should just grow up.
There's a picture of a girl somewhere
That fits this empty frame...
And there's a song here somewhere,
with a happier refrain..
It came to me, I think they call it an epiphany,
And that's a big word.
[Chorus:]
All I ever wanted was a little extra ordinary,
Somewhat documented and depicted in this book of memories.
That's as empty as a broken glass,Or a gas tank in my car.
If you can hear me now,
Come out, come out, wherever you are...
I try so hard not to remember,
I wish I could forget.
The thoughts of you in syndication,
Just like the time I met Joan Jett,
At a Grammy party on a Saturday night,
After you and me had a big fight...
There's a picture of a boy somewhere that fits your empty frame....
I tried switching the station,
But the song remains the same.
It came to me, think they call it an epiphany...(That line was lame)
[Chorus:]
All I ever wanted was a little extra ordinary,
Somewhat documented and depicted in this book of memories.
That's as empty as a broken glass, Or a gas tank in my car.
If you can hear me now,
Come out, come out, wherever you are...
[Bridge]
Are you still at home?
Or did you go to Rome?
I swear I think I saw you on some Italian movie,
Showing on the plane,
I couldn't read your name..
Subtitles don't work on the credits,
Man that's a shame..
It's a shame now, me and you..
No one to blame but, you..
[Chorus:]
All I ever wanted was a little extra ordinary,
Somewhat documented and depicted in this book of memories.
All I ever wanted was a little extra ordinary,
Somewhat documented and depicted in this book of memories.
If you can hear me now(If you can hear him now),
If you can hear me now,
Come out, come out, wherever you are...
Wherever you are....
I think they call it an Epiphany...
The words in red are the lyrics I like and feel to in the song. The words in green I find are really interesting lyrics. "There's a picture of a boy/girl somewhere that fits this/your empty frame..". The words that are bolded and italic are the lyrics that I feel are related to my life. Right now.
All I ever wanted was a little extra ordinary, somewhat documented and depicted in this book of memories.. - Bowling for Soup "Epiphany"
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
7:11 PM

Tuesday, January 08, 2008


Hm. Messed my emaths. 31marks gone. Oh well. SS and geo not that bad, just that geo 8mark question gone.

Well, I'm kinda pissed off right now. At who one might ask? At joshua f-ing teo. It's been happening since last year, but I couldn't give a fuck. But now, it's simply too much. Notice how his name is capitalised? Cause I dont think he deserves that. Heck, I don't see how life would usually go well for people who take it too damn easy. First of all, recess. We were playing 4on4 next team. We ended the game 7-1, rushing it. Then he comes and says," hey, don wan next team leh, 2team in 2 team out, more people can play." ........... THEN WHATS THE MOTHERFUCKING POINT OF WINNING?! I MAY AS WELL HAVE DELAYED THE GAME FOR SHIT'S SAKE! Okay, but nevermind, that, it's been happening since last year, so I won't give a shit about it now. Just saying how assholic it was. He wouldn't like it too, if that happened to him.

Now, I just found out that east zones are next week. Leaving only 2 training days left. H-o-l-y shit. SO okay, what with headstarts still being on, I told the guys to come for training, even for just a little while. Maybe an hour, an hour and a half, it would still help. And what does joshua tell me? "Huh, I leave at 4, reach home at 5 lehh, so late. I have to study." ...... Dude? So do I? So what if you're pure? 1 or 2 chapters more. And since you're pure, you honestly should have no problem handling it. Since you're "pure". Hmph. I honestly dont expect that you of all people would be studying the moment you got home, so what the hell are you gonna do once you reached home "early"? Play your guitar in your boxers. ==". ARGH. EAST ZONES ARE NEXT WEEK. OMGOMGOMG.

So not like me to crap on someone like this. Guess I need an outlet to de-stress myself on. And fortunately, a character like joshua's is so much fitting and so satisfies me so =). Alright. Ending off. Everyone good luck in your headstarts kay? Dont be so down if you messed up, remember, it's the O's we're taking, not this! Just prepare yourself better!

Don't bother just to be better than your contemporaries or predecessors. Try to be better than yourself. -William Faulkner
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
9:15 PM

Saturday, January 05, 2008


Headstarts are gonna kill me. I played basketball today. I felt weak. A mere weakling. What's wrong with me I really dont know. I'm starting to lose my confidence. I'm starting to suck harder in every sport i play. I'm starting to not know anything anymore. I'm starting to think of things that I used to think was absolutely retarded. I'm starting to think less about more intelligent things that could possibly increase my output on life. Did I use that right? Geez, I don't even know that anymore. I'm starting to lose the essence of who i am.. of being me. Who am I? Am I a guy who tries his best at everything but only manages to be adequately good at it? Am I an egotistical idiot who just can't stand to be wrong?Am I born short just so I could be laughed at, made fun of and be the butt of jokes by "tallies"? Am I a stuck up jerk who is an aboslute failure at what he does? Am I bound to failure no matter how much I try, how hard I work, how badly I crave success? Am I... Who am I? I really just dont know anything anymore. I just wish the world was fair. I keep finding ways to see the world as fair, by acknowledging what someone is good at and what is not, by seeing what he has and what he doesn't. By I can't. The more I try, the more I see just how badly I'm wrong. The truth sucks.

These quotes just speak to me. Let's see if they do for you too.
Love is not a decision, it is a feeling. If we could decide who we love, it would be alot simpler, but alot less magical. -Mr Twig, "South Park"
I wish they would only take me as I am. -Vincent Van Gogh
I think the next best thing to solving a probem is finding some humor in it. -Frank A. Clark
Few are those who think with their own minds and feel with their own hearts -Albert Einstein
When I discover who I am, I'll be free. -Ralph Ellison
Passionate hatred can give meaning and purpose to an empty life. -Eric Hoffer
I am grateful for all my problems. After each one was overcome, I became stronger and more able to meet those that were still to come. I grew in all my difficulties. -J.C. Penney
I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity. -Gilda Radner
Delicious ambiguity indeed.
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
7:57 PM

Thursday, January 03, 2008


Why the hell do I keep doing this to myself...
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
10:01 PM



Hm. First day of school today. Believe it or not, today was actually the first day I EVER took a bus to school on a school day. From p1 to sec3, my mom always fetched me to school in a car. I took a BUS today. Heh, it's a big deal for me =D. When I went to the bus stop, it was a bit surprising for me so to say. For one, I REALLY didn't expect so many different students to take the same bus stop. Like, 5-6 different schools in one bus stop? Then I was the only one to get up onto bus64/125 ==".

School was nice today. Glad to see old classmates. Some people never change, like jeredy =P. Always finding some funny assholic way to make fun of things=p. It's a good thing in this case. Most everyone grew taller. I checked ^^. I grew by a bit too? But others grew more, so not much of a difference =p. I just realized that I have been in the same class as alvin tan since sec1 =). I remember him as a cute teddy bear of a friend in sec1, and now in sec4, he's taller and *fatter* than me=p. Haha. Life is "fair".

Headstart's are next week. If I dont pass my amaths, I might just drop it and go poly ==". Which I have no idea what course to take. Some science course? Got to sleep now=p. Haha. Nights.

The happiest person alive is one with the most imagination.
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
12:25 AM