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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Okay, got back from camp for awhile now. My very first time sleeping overnight at school. The idea of it is pleasing, especially since I get to shoot hoops in the DEAD OF THE NIGHT =D! Plyed ball from 1230 to 130, slept at 2. I slept on of the benches near the drop in center. Thus is the advantage of being short =P. Heh. Surprisingly, I slept quite well, despite for the fact that I woke up with a sore back=p. After the whole camp ended, I headed off to 108 to play more ball =p. Haha. Working on my new form of shooting, so wanted to work on it, which btw, is coming right along. Ur, went home for a while to change and check websites b4 heading back to 108 again=p. And then heading back home to change AGAIN at around 5 b4 heading off to my grandma's house. Lol, whatever kind of meat she cooks, chances are I'll EAT IT. Haha. Bought two books, of which I think I'll become a follower of. Lol.

Anyway, one thing to rant about. Life is being satisfactory to me, despite the fact that right now my life is pretty much quite sad really. Elaborate? Okay. Well, during the camp, I noticed soemthing similar. I'm not gonna name names or whatever, because I'm jsut saying it for the sake of explaining why I feel my life is just sad, even though I am perfectly satisfied with things are now. Okay well, it seems that whatever close friends I have, at least close friends to me, would really much rather hang out with their friends. I would hang out with my friends too, but my friends are hanging out with their own friends. Sad init? Why do I say similar? Cuz this exact thing happened to me before. From whom? Huiying.

If you're seeing this, well okay, if you're not, okay too. There was a period of time of when I was really SUPER DUPER emo. If I can remember, if any of you people wants to go read it up, i think it's the august15 post, october20 post the 5th point starting with"You were always there for her". Which pretty much led to that november thing. So we can say things started falling from there. To continue, what is this about really?

Let us now name names. Whenever we would go out, me, alvin, kwei yee, hui ying, ching siew, cherry to a movie or anything, somehow and someway, hui ying would talk to alvin all the time if I did not talk to her. I tested it too. I totally kept quiet one whole bus trip, sat by myself, and she was chatting away happily with alvin. Even sat there silently seething at myself as she attempts to draw a portrait of alvin. I was her friend first. She was my buddy. He was my best friend. If they conversate with each other what was i left with? Oh, and No one noticed anything out of place with what i was doing too, that is to say, blasting emo music. Btw, read the october20 post for more info on that. The whole of last year, she meant more to me than anything. I always saw her as the sister i never had, someone i can actually turn to, someone that makes me feel like I'm actually someone that matters. It was a platonic love, you might say. Platonic means purely spiritual; free from sensual desire, free from physical desire, in a relationship between two persons of the opposite sex. I didn't care about getting a girlfriend anything or whether anyone at school talked to me or anything, you know why? Because I had her, or rather them to talk to at the end of the day. They were the fuel that kept me going. When she broke that friendship with me, the bond that holds all of us together as close as before naturally broke. Now, I rarely even go out with friends to watch movies or anything. Because they have their friends. And that bunch of names I mentioned up there? They were my friends, and I was their friends, so every outing with them was most likely the happiest times of my secondary school life.

What am I saying? I was jealous. I was green eyed, and really really jealous. I was jealous of alvin. He always had everything I wanted. Height, being an example. That naturally suavity being another. He always stole my jokes too, and it always worked for him better than me. BUT I DIDN'T CARE. BECAUSE I HAD HER TO HAVE A CONVERSATION WITH, HER TO HANG OUT WITH, HER TO LAUGH AT MY INCREDIBLY LAME JOKES, SHE DIDNT CARE ABOUT WHO I WAS BECAUSE SHE LIKED ME JUST THE WAY I WAS. SO IMAGINE, HOW MUCH IT WOULD PIERCE THE HEART WHENEVER SHE PREFERED TO HANG OUT WITH HIM THAN ME. BUT I DIDNT CARE ABOUT THAT EITHER. BECAUSE I KNOW SHE DOESN'T DO IT ON PURPOSE ( OR DOES SHE? ) AND THAT I WOULD ALWAYS BE A FRIEND. So everything fell apart after that, my whole life, my whole essence, what drives me on, what gives meaning to my life.

Alright alright. It might sound right now that I love her alot, and I admit, I DID. But, even then, it was just platonic love, I loved her as a sister, I loved her as the best friend i ever had. Also, I believe that event was what really led to all that downturn in my life after that event. I lost a group of close friends. As a result, I got desperate for companionship and got myself a girlfriend of which the relationship was broken up 2weeks later. For the record, I blame myself for that breakup. And you know what was the most fscked up thing about breaking that friendship with hui ying? The very reason why hui ying wanted to break that friendship with me, was because she wanted me to become christian and stay away from alvin for a reason I wont divulge, or stay the way it is now and break the friendship with her. Now, if it was just a decision to convert or not I can accept. What's fscked up is that she's still friends with the very person she told me to stay away from, of which I refused. She was forcing me to choose between friends. No one in the world should ever have to make that decision.

My point being? This is the reason of which why I feel my life is just sad. These things keep happening to me. My friends would raher hang out with their friends, which I would hang out with my friends too except their my friends, and they're hanging out with their friends. So where does that leave me? Playing my handphone music and being bat shit crazy to keep myself entertained.

Okay, so I lied about keeping it short. Sue me. One last thing to end off. Something that happened to me which I would like to comment about. That something is NOT the above thing, so dont assume.

This is me.

Just as you have the right

to uphold your orals and principles,

I have my right

to just be who I want to be

despite others' displeasure.

As you criticise the things I do,

you are really cutting down your own right

for others' basic respect for your principles.

That is to say, this is me.

a 15year old looking through the world through the eyes of a child

Or as I like to put it, this is me,

batshit crazy, and nothing you say

can make me into who you want me to be.

This is me.

Hi, nice to meet you.

[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
10:03 PM