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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With reference to my last post. Maybe it's not that I like being in my own personal world, maybe it's just that I'm destined to be by myself for the rest of my life.

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