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Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Dancin' Panda!Okay. Let's keep this up to date, shall we? I'm moving on Friday, 2days from now. To toa payoh. Directly opposite First Toa Payoh Secondary. I think I like my new room, though I'll be sharing with my brother. Lol =p.
I have this problem that keeps surfacing lol. Whenever I have a good compo to write, with the story in my head and that particularly awesome ending, I NEVER have enough time to finish thy masterpiece. Never. Lol =p. Neber!
I need to lose weight ==". And not lose height in the process ==". I need to gain height, and muscle, with height being the topmost PRIORITY. CODE RED CODE RED, MUSCLES MIGHT STUNT GROWTH. Argh ==".
Cats. The wonderful world of things that are catlike =). Haha. End off here.
A hero is born when one breaks the mold, strives to be different, to be his own.
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,11:37 PM
Saturday, July 19, 2008
I love bacon. Those greasy, streaky pieces of tenderised salty meat. Everytime I see a piece of bacon, my face goes like this, regardless if it's crunchy and salty, or tender and juicy =)Haha. This week went by rather fast. Hopefully time slows down this period, giving us more time to study, and Os will just breeze by us. Then holidays MUST be slowed down =). I'm planning to open up a basketball blog after Os lol.
Guess I'll do homework after this =p. Lol. Supposed to do some today, but forgot to bring them with me when I went out =="
I keep seeing her when I close my eyes. Haha =p. Pictures in my head!
Ever notice how easy it is to talk bad about someone? About how simple conversation can simply drift into a negative subject? Like talking bad about someone? This applies to when honest to goodness you wanna talk good about someone. About maybe how this person has improved character wise. Somehow, someway, the conversation will drift to talking about how bad someone ELSE is ==". Lol.
~I close my eyes... And all I see is you....~
lol. Shall end here I guess. Pretty tuckered out. Guess I'll do one compre then hit the sack. Why do you HIT the sack anyway ? Shouldn't it be like, fall on the sack? Argh. Lol. Shouldn't get into pointlesss arguments with myself. Night all =).
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,11:15 PM
Monday, July 14, 2008
Haven't blogged in awhile, eh? You know what's stupid? Thinking about a whole lotta things to post about the whole day, then when you get onto the computer, your mind's a blank slate.Today had remedial till 330, then off to play basketball with an old friend, classmate, primary schoolmate Benedict =). Hanging out with old friends is indeed a feeling that can be one of casual conversations and tomfoolery, or awkward to the core. This is the former =). It sure gives back that nostalgic feeling, of back in sec1 and 2. Playing basketball together was awesome =D. Back then, and now. It's fun to see how each other has changed so much, and yet feel exactly the same at the same time.
Which reminds me, I have two classmates in class who have been with me since sec1 =D! Si Hui, and Alvin Tan =). Haha. Same class four years in a row, bro! lol =p. The prospect of that alone is awesome.
I went to tuition at AMK in the evening. I really like the quiet time I get on the trip there, and back, just blasting my mp3s into my earphones, letting imagination take flight over and over again, or even just pondering upon my situation. Bad news if I have to study for something using that time =P.
Okay.. Better stop delaying and get back to work =p. 3months to Os, 4months to freedom =). Gambatte, jia you, press onward, everyone! =D [Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
9:33 PM
Friday, July 11, 2008
Indeed. Surely, indeed .Today was messed up in a way. In lots of stuff. First of all, I got really mad playing basketball today. 3 matches lost in a row! ARGH. First match was kinda messed up. Defence was messed up, offence was a tad better considering the people =p. I would just like to say, if I look mad after a basketball match, just leave me alone! I'm mad for a reason, and it's best to just let me cool off, cause I really, REALLY hate to get mad during/after a basketball game. It ruins the purpose of the game: to have fun. Unless you really want my opinion of what went wrong, and what we should've done, go ahead, ask. Just don't expect a polite answer ==". Once again, I HATE getting angry. Regardless of anything.
I really don't know what to talk about nowadays. Maybe it's the pressure of having homework to finish that's getting to me =p. I really, really want to exercise my brains out. Lol. Sounds wrong.
This. Is. Pecuilar. Firstly, how in the world did he get up there? Why would he bring a broom up? Why is he bothering to clean the ROOF of a building considering the fact that well, NO ONE GOES UP THERE, and I doubt anyone appreciates a clean roof =p. "Wow! This school is wonderful! There is only one thing that would make this school complete.... AND THERE IT IS! A CLEANER ON THE ROOF! Well done GMSS! Oh wait, I forgot the bracket. GMS(S)!"
Lol. Just imagine someone saying that.
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,8:33 PM
Thursday, July 10, 2008
= 3. <<<>I just listened to a really awesome, song. I put the comma there because I actually contemplated on whether there was a better term for just "song". It's by This oldie artist I think, Glenn Frey "Part of me, Part of you". I listened, and I went to find the lyrics of which I'm not gonna show =). This song, makes me really want to learn the guitar just so that I can play this song. I think, it would make a really awesome graduation/prom night song. It's like, saying goodbye to each other, but knowing forever that because of this four years, we are part of each other. You're a part of me, and I'm a part of you~~. Lol =p. Trying to find it now. I wanna try to get this song played on the GM radio, or during graduation/prom night itself =p. Gonna go revise for tml's Geo Test now! Haha =p. align="center">I think, therefore I am.
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,9:40 PM
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
I slept in school during geography lesson. I can't believe I'm actually regretting sleeping in Lau Swee Bee's class =p. Now, I can't do my homework =p.
Tuition later at 8 ==". Haiz. Work hard everyone =). Last spurt, and I get to play basketball everyday after O levels. [Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
6:19 PM
Monday, July 07, 2008
Future Parents, please. Beat your children. If you don't, you fail at parenting.
On a totally different note of which I'm still upset over, I feel really broken inside. Lol. I was totally wrong about an assumption. An assumption which I assumed to be right. And being wrong never felt so horrible. At least I tried to make it feel right to me. It's like flying ever higher in the sky, just feeling the breeze in your face and gazing in awe at the wonders below, before spotting a hunter with a sniper rifle. boom, headshot. Plummetplummetplummetplummetplummet. Yes, this is about a girl =). Talking to her, making her laugh is something that never fails to put the smile on my face. But obviously, she doesnt see me the same way I see her. It's like the song "Obviously" by McFly. "Obviously, she's outta my league, I know that she'll never be mine and I know I'll, never will be good enough for her." It's not that too. She likes another, more superior guy in a way. Just like the song by McFly.
"Recently I've been,
Hopelessly reaching
Out for this girl,
Who's out of this world.
Believe me.
She's got a boyfriend
He drives me round the bend
Cos he's 23
He's in the marines
He'd kill me
But so many nights now
I find myself thinking about her now.
'Cause obviously,She's out of my league
But how can I win
She keeps draggin' me in and
I know I never will be good enough for her. "
I don't know. I've thought myself to turn away from love because of things like this. Love, the very feeling that fills you up and warms your heart, is ironically eating into me and giving me the cold shoulder manyatime. Thinking about how talking to her would always brighten up my day no matter what, is always trodded over by the FACT, that she likes someone else and doesn't see me as much more as a friend. And I'm sure most of you know, once you're labelled as a "friend" it's hard to get any further than that. It's like, once you're in this special "friend zone" in a person's mind, you can never get out unless you do something outrageous. Right now? I'm Mayor of the friend zone. That's probably the worst of the worst. So? Right now, I'm just hopelessly reaching, just blindlessly talking to her to make myself feel better, ignoring the fact that it's just so stupid and pathetic of me.
Damn. I hate the ups and downs of life if it comes by too fast. Too steep a hill. The moment I go up, I go down, and the moment I go down, I go back up again. And I'm still pissed about what happened this afternoon. Argh.
Random lines from the new Westlife song "Something right"
"I believed that love was overrated
‘Till the moment I found you "
"It’s because of you I feel so lifted
I’ve been looking at my life from higher ground
Never thought I’d be so elated
You’re the one that turned it all around. "
And now that I've realized something, it's all turned back around and now I'm looking at my life from back down.
Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place. Zora Neale Hurston
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,9:06 PM
Sunday, July 06, 2008
Officially, this blog post number 250 =). Maybe I'll do something special for every 50th post =p. Firstly, I'm supposed to be studying for my bio test on tuesday. I WILL get to it after this, shan't procrastinate further =p.I am in love, with the song "One Week" by BNL, and I will perfect this song =). Haha.
At least now I'm in love with something that can't possibly leave me heartbroken =). This, and basketball =P.
Something special for this post.. 
THis is me in primary 6. Yes. I am chubby. =). I liked to cut my hair really really short, called "Armani". No kidding. Couple that with the fact that I was the smart kid in class, a mophead would've suited better. But I loved sports then, just as I do now. Thus, the close to shaved head.
Ah, primary 6. The wonder years. I had my first crush that year too. =). One of which, let's just say it didn't really matter to me anymore after last year =).
Secondary School, the fantastic years. =). Time's a wastin', and yet I'm still looking back on times that are already lost.
I love everyone. I love everyone and everything that has ever come into contact with me since primary six till now, and maybe till forever. It has given me the best times and the worst times of my life, and I regret nothing. Cept for a few wrong decisions here and there of course. Once again, I love you people =). Except for Richard. Because nobody likes Richard, let alone loves him. I'll say it here for all to see: The only comfort I get with all the farce and tomfoolery he causes is the fact that he is going to ITE. No question about that. He doesnt go ITE, good for him, I couldn't care less. He goes, then good for us. Because a person like him, doesn't deserve a full education that he probably doesnt use in his limited capacity he calls a brain. That's enough ranting for now. Let's end off with something that was stuck in my head, shall we?
Champions and Heroes are created, not born.
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,11:18 PM
Saturday, July 05, 2008
Going to a totally different church for tuition tml. Not totally looking forward to it, but I do need help in my chem. Speaking of which, not to be offensive or anything, but just hope someone can give me insight on this. This church, reminds me of stereotypical Christians. In a way, wanting to help someone where help is not exactly wanted. Like, forcing help on someone? That never happened to me, but that was the feeling I get the first time I met them. So, a little insight anyone?
Bio test on tuesday, and geo test on friday. Any others, I can't remember. This coming week is a killer.
You know, I find this format alot more convenient, unless I got a story to write, which I don't right now =).
I'm getting addicted to a certain array of songs. To be exact, pop-rock. To be more exact, songs by Bare Naked Ladies. To be specific, 4songs by BNL and Year3000 by the Jonas Brothers =). The songs by BNL are, "One Week", "Old Apartment", " Falling for the First time" and "If I had a million dollars".
They say Jonas Brothers are a band that gets by on their looks, not music. Well, that would make them a BOY band. But Jonas Brothers are different. How so? Unlike all popular Boy Bands, they actually PLAY their own instruments. And, I happen to like boy band songs =). Haha.
"I'm, sooo Brave, too bad I'ma Babeeeee. I'm so smart, to bad I can'tget anything figured ouuuut." Falling for the first time haha =p. Lol.
"A champion is someone who gets up, even when he can't."~ Jack Dempsey
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,10:55 PM
Friday, July 04, 2008
Ah, the wonders of basketball never cease to amaze, and appease my strongest of feelings.
I find it a tad more fun to write things in paragraphs =p, like one line paragraphs? Things are more impactful that way =p.
I've been saying "somewhat" alot lately =p. Haha.
Plus, it's a way to write down my totally random thoughts.
Wouldn't it be awesome if we had chocolate basketballs? Someone could stand under a chocolate hoop, wait for someone to score the chocolate ball in, and land it into your chomper =p. Then eat the hoop. yes, I'm feeling a tad peckish =p.
Guess that's all for today. I really ought to get started on heavy revision though. Time's a wastin'!
Speaking of time, do you realize how much time we actually have in this life? Think about, we get to live around 70-odd years, 90 if you're lucky. Personally, I want to live to see the next century. But think about it, 70years might seem alot, but it really isn't. Try converting it into days. Let's say, 100years x 365days = 36500days. That really, is not alot. Billions of people earn more money than that number. I've trimmed my nails, shot basketballs, ate meals totalling up to way more than twice of that. See how little time we have ? Or rather, now see how much time you have left. So why spend it upset, fretting over things that are out of your hands? Enjoy life, and regardless of all the troubles that come with it, face it, with a smile on your face and a grin in your pocket. [Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
10:46 PM
Thursday, July 03, 2008
Just saying.
Guess I found out something or heard something or realized something that I shouldn't have did. After all, what is heard, cannot be unheard.
Maybe I'm just a fool in believing otherwise. In believing that I could just abandon what I told myself a few months back. In not trusting my own belief that I'm not gonna believe in the wonders and magic of a certain something ever again.
I thought I found it, but now I lost it, and now I realized I didnt find anything in the first place. How can I lose something which I do not have?
I shouldn't even be thinking this sort of stuff now. More important things to care about than my own feelings. Just when I was opening up more to everyone now, I'm gonna close myself out more and become a hermit. I'm gonna wrap myself up in a blanket and cuddle up into a corner now.
No amount of inspirational quotes can get me back to my once Happy-go-lucky not a care in the world self. I've been inflicted too much pain, a kind of pain which I do not have a threshold of. This pain showed me alot about our world and ourselves, and why I hate myself so much for it. About how much of a loser I am.
About how much of a pervert I am.
About how stupid I really am.
About how WRONG I am.
About how completely clueless i am when it comes to the matters of the heart.
About how self-delusional I am.
About my own self limits but hopeless reach-for-the-sky dreaming.
About how confident I look and how weak and meager I really am on the inside.
About how many people exactly know that I wear a mask of happiness to school to hide my emotions of heartbreak, sadness, anger, embarassment.
About how I'm just a hopeless, dwarf-like dweeb with no talent for basketball, but hey, I'ma just work hard anyway.
About how I constantly try to challenge that which towers above me in many ways and rarely succeed.
About how horrible, selfish, vain, violent, smartass, glib tongue english philosopher wannabe kind of person I am.
And that just sucks. [Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
10:36 PM
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
9:29 PM
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[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,9:28 PM
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
I just acquired a Bare Naked Ladies Album. The songs, are AWESOME. Guess it's a bit of an upside to how badly I screwed chinese oral. Oh well. What's done is done. I'm supposed to be doing homework and studying ss. But oh well. Lol. I've been saying oh well alot lately. Must be an repercussion of being upset at chinese oral. Oh well. Oh well oh well oh welly well well. I discovered something pecuilar about me today. Whenever I thought up of a good storey to write for english free writing, I always, emphasise on always, don't have enough time, and end up rushing through my what was supposed to be a magical meaningfuly ending, resulting in a moderately magical ending made less magical by ugly hand writing and rushed trains of thoughts going like bullet trains in Japan. Did ya hear? They run on MAGNETS. And we all know MAGNETS are imba. Take the villain Magneto. How many X-men does it take to bring Magneto to justice. None. It takes one author to produce a deux ex machina to seemingly bring down Magneto, but fact wise, Magneto ALWAYS wins if not for the typical good guy always win theory. Which reminds me, how can good guys always win, when nice guys finish last. That gives something to think about =p. In any case, if you're pondering to that question, here's the lyrics to a song by BNL, typically highlighted and made bold at some parts by me to which I feel some parts are awesome or i feel emotionally attached to =p. Same process goes for every piece of lyrics I put up here =p.
"One Week" By Bare Naked Ladies
It's been one week since you looked at me
Cocked your head to the side and said "I'm angry"
Five days since you laughed at me saying
"Get that together come back and see me"
Three days since the living room
I realized it's all my fault, but couldn't tell you
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
but it'll still be two days till I say I'm sorry
Hold it now and watch the hoodwink
As I make you stop, think
You'll think you're looking at Aquaman
I summon fish to the dish, although I like the Chalet Swiss
I like the sushi 'cause it's never touched a frying pan
Hot like wasabe when I bust rhymes
Big like LeAnn Rimes
Because I'm all about value
Bert Kaempfert's got the mad hits
You try to match wits, you try to hold me but I bust through
Gonna make a break and take a fake
I'd like a stinkin achin shake
I like vanilla, it's the finest of the flavours
Gotta see the show, cause then you'll know
The vertigo is gonna grow
Cause it's so dangerous,you'll have to sign a waiver
How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad
Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can't understand what I mean?
Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of taking off my shirt
It's been one week since you looked at me
Threw your arms in the air
and said "You're crazy"
Five days since you tackled me
I've still got the rug burns on both my knees
It's been three days since the afternoon
You realized it's not my fault
not a moment too soon
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
And now I sit back and wait til you say you're sorry
Chickity China the Chinese chicken
You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin
'Watchin' X-Files with no lights on
We're dans la maison
I hope the Smoking Man's in this one
Like Harrison Ford I'm getting frantic
Like Sting I'm tantric
Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy
Like Kurasawa I make mad films
Okay, I don't make films
But if I did they'd have a Samurai
Gonna get a set a' better clubs
Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs
Just so my irons aren't always flying off the back-swing
Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon
'Cause the cartoon has got the boom anime babes
That make me think the wrong thing
[ Me: HAHA!]
How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad
Tryin' hard not to smile though I feel bad
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can't understand what I mean?
Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of losing my shirt
It's been one week since you looked at me
Dropped your arms to your sides
and said "I'm sorry"
Five days since I laughed at you and said
"You just did just what I thought you were gonna do"
Three days since the living room
We realized we're both to blame,but what could we do?
Yesterday you just smiled at me
Cause it'll still be two days till we say we're sorry
It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry
It'll still be two days till we say we're sorry
Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie
Bold = Awesome
Italics = interesting
Bold & Italics = Awesomely interesting / interestingly awesome
Colour = Look!
Colour with bold: Look at this awesomeness!
Colour with italics: More interesting than interesting.
Colour with bold AND italics: Awesomeness at its greatest form, if you dont't look at this, me putting up song lyrics loses all it's value =).
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,9:08 PM