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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Today was one of those days. The bad ones. The ones where you're going down on a roller coaster ride, except in figurative terms, you're really going down. But eh. These days are a fact of life. Same as having those good days. Just take it as they come, a'ight? So let's get down with the details shall we?

First of all, I was really, really tired in class for some reason. Correction, tired in the whole day. I fell asleep without knowing it. yes, I love to sleep, and falling asleep without knowing it is contradictory-ly bad. It's like, unconscientiously eating food, or playing sports without knowing. Equilavent to sleep walking? which is when the soul leaves your body and your body is like a puppet? Maybe.

Second of all, I and daryl made the coach mad. And not only is the coach mad scarily scary, the horrifying thing to us at that point was if he didnt blow up. We both know our coach well enough to know that whatver he does, he does for our own good. Why was he mad? Well, after school, alot of guys were playing basketball, me daryl and alvin being the few of them. Coach came early, wanted to set up the net. But, the other guys got pissed cuz 2pm for CCA is already pushing it. Well, we didnt do anything, cuz for 1, we were on their side in a way. And, we were playing in it ==". And by playing, we were disrespecting the coach. And might i mention, the coach is one of the most respected people i've ever known. Heck, I respect him the most =p. So, yeah, he was pissed, and gave us a telling off during training, not allowing us to touch the balls. For only today hopefully. I understand. That is our punishment, and we can only live through it.

Sure, from a non-volleyball player's view, it might just look unfair, but it's not. It's totally just and i accept that. See, ignoring anything that my coach said, which was right by the way, I had totally broken my own principle: to do what is right, regardless of whether i like it or not. The defination of what is right and what it is wrong is endless, so well, I did what was right in the wrong eyes. I did "what was right", because that was what i wanted to do. Play basketball. From an outsider's view, volleyball's supposed to start at 230, not 2. So yeah, i did what was right from an outsider's view. But who was I, really? I wasn't an outsider. I was a volleyball player. And i didn't do anything, in fact, even played with them. I was wrong. And I accept my punishment as it is, and i only hope forgiveness comes fast. Fortunately, the coach i know, is a man's man. He's not petty. So hopefully I would get to play on friday. I love volleyball. You take it away from me, and I'll be a robot.

One long path.

It's so straight, the end is no where in sight.

Can't see the end, not sure if there even is an end.

Some people sprint all out.

Some take their time and stroll.

Some people stop their footsteps.

Some just start walking from the start.

Actually,

I think I myself kept on running not long ago.

But I soon lost my way,

and started feeling uneasy.

The vastness of the sky

Sometimes, maybe it's not because there's too many buildings.

Lan Qiu Xiao Zi Kong (translated to english =p.)

Not long ago, I was one of the few who just kept running. But for some apparent reason that messed up my life, I stopped. And because of that, the people that were once behind me blew past me. Now, I have a reason, to never stop running. Instead, because i hunger, because i crave, I'll keep sprinting forward even if it kills me, to just have a taste of what it's like ahead of the pack, blowing past people, and ultimately to even just simply have a taste at my goal.

[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
6:52 PM