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Monday, November 24, 2008
I saw this at marina square. ZOMG ELMO.
What should have been a magnificent view of the city has been reduced to a blur of structures.
Highway to nowhere~~
All the cables leading up to just that one simple structure. Wonder what would happen if just one of them was cut.
That's a long way down.
The ladder that apparently leads to nowhere.
At the apex!
What was once a view of the sea is now a view of the blur.
RAINDROPS
I feel like I can be spiderman, just jumping from carriage to carriage lol.
Ah, the open sea.
A feeling of doom.
This is where we took the class pictures after that social studies trip ^^.
A feeling of doom.
This is where we took the class pictures after that social studies trip ^^.
Ah, the city =D. [Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
10:25 PM
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Mine started out waking up at 430pm. lol. Rushed over to zheng hou's house, where we dressed up and styled our hair =p. Roughly took an hour lol. Reached York hotel at around 630. We were not the first lol. Chatted around for while, waiting for ppl to come and what not. Seeing what our classmates and friends wore was a great joy. Took a coupla photos at first. I'll upload later on =p.
Then we went into the room. There were coupla complications at the tables, but all in all it ended great =). I sat with Daryl Wong, Wee Chuan, Yip Han, Wee Keng, Hui Ying, Nicholas Low, Jeredy, Louis and Zheng Hou. The food was swell. Ate till I felt satisfactory. Somehow the conversation kept drifting back to excrement O_o. The prom games by the sec3 prefects were quite well chosen. I like Don't forget the lyrics ^^. I just dont have a liking for most female singers O_O. There were alot of funny moments lol. Never a dull moment having 3 or more guys around ^^. Haha. One for example, when one guy went to toilet the whole table of guys went to the toilet. Like some soccer half time lol =p.
There was camwhoring the whole night. Lol. Unfortunately, my handphone was running low, and yet I managed to last the battery till now. Took a coupla photos, plus some memorable ones =p.
After prom, everyone camwhored. Then when it was time to go, we loitered around awhile before heading home. Surprisingly the trip home was fast. And here I am.
But hey. If that doesnt work out, there's always just me, and my ball. As always.
=DDDD.
Me and Daryl =). Hey dude, we're buds for life, alright? Don't let small things get you down. We'll always still ball together, alright =D!
Ah, dear Shaun. Our quiet, but humourous friend. Together plus Jeredy, we started the Stacy's Mum trend. Forever, into the annals of GM history.
Benedict, Alvin, and Me. We were all in the same sec1 class, sec 2 class. Me and alvin were in the same class for all four years. You two are special to me guys, dont ever forget that. Alvin, who was shorter and tinier than both of us in sec1, is now the gentle giant in sec4 ==". Benedict, whom I affectionately call Benedictim DOM on occasion, is now shorter than me =). Benedict's from the same primary school as me too, from p5 till sec2. four years too. Awesome.
Jeredy, me and Nicholas. Three amigos. Pals. Basketball teammates. I couldn't improve as far as I've got without you guys dude. I'm really happy that we continue to see each other even after school is over. School life wouldn't have been the same without you two. We are the three musketeers lol. Mucking up trouble and humour wherever we go. We're a great team guys, never forget that.
Me and Mdm Eng. She's the best english teacher I have ever had. Even though she always criticizes me in class, she's still one of my favourite teachers too. I think she does it because she knows I can be better, that I have the potential to be better, except that I'm too lazy. She criticized me, showed me a side of myself I never knew, that my friends were too nice to say. Without her, I wouldn't have grown as a person, wouldn't be the person I am today. Thank you Mdm Eng, for showing me that there can always be a better.
One of my favourite photos =). I can't smile well with my teeth =='.
Ah, me and arunn. Dear old Black Lightning. You were the best study partner anyone could have. Man. Good ole' arunn. You made me strive to beat you in academics, something that I hadn't done in a long time. Without you, I wouldn't be motivated to do better. I wanted to be the first boy in academics in our class, you were in my way =). Thanks for being in my way, arunn.
Group photo with A&E family and Corrine =).
Me and Wendy. Three years same class!
After prom. The concelaer was peeling, I was sweating, the wax was "melting". Lol.ALright, I'm bushed. Night people! Have a blessed night!
We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly. Sam Keen
1:24 AM
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Surprisingly, it was pretty easy to fall asleep nowadays. Nothing to worry about.
Today was a pretty eventful day. I'll cut to the chase. I went to try out for the ADIDAS draft. Of course, I was the shortest player there. I went out, did what I could. I thought I did pretty well actually. I used the thing I have the most. Spirit.
Just like dreams, I didn't make it. I wasn't chosen in the draft. I was heartbroken.
Now? I'm feeling a mixture of depression and giving up , and to not give up on this dream and use it to try harder. I mean, what would the purpose of giving up be right now? It feels like the easy way out. Finding something easier I could succeed at. But then. That wouldn't be right, would it? I love basketball. That's the reason I keep playing. Not to gain fame, not as an ordinary sport, but as a way of life. Basketball is my life. There's no way I can give it up.
So that's pretty much my decision after having my dreams taken down and trampled by stampeding bulls dressed as clowns. Not giving up on this dream, keep striving towards it until I savour that sweet taste of.. victory.
If anyone wants me to go into further detail about the adidas draft, please feel free to say so =p. I don't feel like putting it here if no one wants to read about the happennings =p.
Brick walls are there for a reason: they let us prove how badly we want things.
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,Today was a pretty eventful day. I'll cut to the chase. I went to try out for the ADIDAS draft. Of course, I was the shortest player there. I went out, did what I could. I thought I did pretty well actually. I used the thing I have the most. Spirit.
Just like dreams, I didn't make it. I wasn't chosen in the draft. I was heartbroken.
Now? I'm feeling a mixture of depression and giving up , and to not give up on this dream and use it to try harder. I mean, what would the purpose of giving up be right now? It feels like the easy way out. Finding something easier I could succeed at. But then. That wouldn't be right, would it? I love basketball. That's the reason I keep playing. Not to gain fame, not as an ordinary sport, but as a way of life. Basketball is my life. There's no way I can give it up.
So that's pretty much my decision after having my dreams taken down and trampled by stampeding bulls dressed as clowns. Not giving up on this dream, keep striving towards it until I savour that sweet taste of.. victory.
If anyone wants me to go into further detail about the adidas draft, please feel free to say so =p. I don't feel like putting it here if no one wants to read about the happennings =p.
Brick walls are there for a reason: they let us prove how badly we want things.
6:11 PM
Thursday, November 13, 2008
After the paper, I literally shouted for joy. "IT'S OVER!" with all my heart. Everyone there thought I was crazy. Well, if you know me, I practically am. It felt really good shouting it tho. A giant load off my chest. I really feel free. Instead of a heavy feeling in my chest, it now feels like there're butterflies in 'em. Freedom. So that's what it smells like.
I'll post more later. As for now. Some people would know what I want to do. That is, to take the most awesome, peaceful, awe-inspiring and epic nap known to man. "night" y'all. [Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
2:23 PM
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Man. My last paper is tomorrow. Time really just flew by. I can remember the day I stepped into school as a sec4. The "top of the food chain" if you will =p. 5 = 4>3>2>1. lol. I remember laughing at all the sec3s exclaiming to their friends," Eh look! School Badge!" Lol.
I don't know. Maybe I have better things to do. I just dont really have that drive to blog much, even though this is an important time of my life. O levels. The ultimate "graduation ceremony". The first step towards the working world. Secondary doesn't really count as that first step, it counts as preparation for that first step =p.
I'll probably blog tomorrow. It being the last paper and all. After that, we're free. We've graduated. We're no longer students of GMSS... I would no longer be a proud member of the volleyball team. I would no longer get up 630 every morning and wear my uniform proudly to school.
I think I might just cry.
I don't know. Maybe I have better things to do. I just dont really have that drive to blog much, even though this is an important time of my life. O levels. The ultimate "graduation ceremony". The first step towards the working world. Secondary doesn't really count as that first step, it counts as preparation for that first step =p.
I'll probably blog tomorrow. It being the last paper and all. After that, we're free. We've graduated. We're no longer students of GMSS... I would no longer be a proud member of the volleyball team. I would no longer get up 630 every morning and wear my uniform proudly to school.
I think I might just cry.
Chew on this.
We trained hard . . . but it seemed that every time we were beginning to form up into teams, we would be reorganized. I was to learn later in life that we tend to meet any new situation by reorganizing, and a wonderful method it can be for creating the illusion of progress while producing confusion, inefficiency, and demoralization. [Caius Petronius Arbiter, died 66 A.D.]
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,3:30 PM
Thursday, November 06, 2008
The final ride.
Two more papers.
Four years of secondary school life.
Four years of Volleyball.
Four years of heartbreak.
Four years of Good times spent.
Four years of Basketball.
Four years worth of making a reputation.
Four years of friendships =).
Everything.
All of it.
Over in a week.
Ending a chapter of our lives.
A chapter where we learnt the most about the world we live in.
Where we learnt who are our friends that we'll stand side by side with till the end of us.
Where we learnt how to survive, adapt.
Our places in life.
Where we were.
Where we're heading.
Leaving school in a week.
The place where we dreamt of everything.
Who we want to be.
What we want to do.
The place that taught us how to do that.
School.
I met two heartbreaks in these four years.
Both of which were entirely my fault.
My stupidity, not grabbing hold of what is there.
Guess I still have lots to learn.
Four years.
Past by so fast, it would seem we were all sec1 three days ago.
But then again, all the good times everyone spent together amounted to alot more than three days =).
I wish to turn back time.
To enjoy all the times we had again.
And to turn bad situations into good times.
But then again.
We're all human.
We make mistakes.
Mistakes that are supposed to teach us life lessons.
And we move from there.
A week from now.
All of us.
Moving to different places.
So if i had that one wish.
It was to have everyone keep in contact, alright?
Four years.
The school has been like my home.
My other family.
Brothers and sisters who might or might not get along.
Elders to guide us along the way.
How so many things can happen within half an hour.
Man.
I'm going to miss everyone.
But how can I miss them when I'll see and or talk to them everyday?
=)
Basketball.
Oh man.
Sigh =').
All the good times.
Basketball is indeed a wondrous sport to share with those who love it too.
All the good times.
All the bad times.
Both were times which taught us lessons.
Made us strive.
Reach greater heights.
If it wasn't for basketball.
I don't know how I'd survive.
Everyday, half an hour.
Challenging everyone.
Wow.
Times well spent.
Now.
Everything.
That I just said.
Reminiscenced about.
I must say goodbye to it.
For it is another chapter I must leave behind.
But one that I will always keep close to my heart.
Move forward.
For times like those.
There will be many ahead of you.
The world is your oyster!
Keith Wong
1992 - 2???
Nothing's gonna stop me.
[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,11:11 PM