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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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