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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I'm having trouble sleeping nowadays. Not as in I have troubles to think about, but the thing is i just find it hard to actually fall asleep nowadays.

I understand now why they call it falling asleep. Because like a fall, when you sleep you don't realize it happens until it has already happened. And when you do realize it, hours have past and you're ready to begin the day.

Nowadays I just lie in bed. Not thinking about anything, listening to my breathes, in and out. I hear my brother's keyboard click clacking away. I hear the quiet hum of the air conditioner. I feel the cold air resting onto my face, as my body is wrapped in a thick quilt of warmth. What I see in my mind's eye, nothingness. Pitch darkness. Absence of light. Hoping that my body would take this as a signal that it's rest time, and let the sweet embrace of sleep drift me away into the next day cycle.

That's what I like about sleeping. It's like time travelling. I close my eyes, once in a while dream up of an adventure, and before I know it, I catch a glimpse of light. Slowly, I open my eyes, realize that hours have just past before me for what felt like mere seconds. My mind says otherwise, as now it is well rested, and as a daily ritual, I stretch my whole body out, hearing each and every bone crack. More often than not, this makes me feel all the more vulnerable to my soft bed, as the moment every bone crack is heard and felt, my bed calls out to me, and I answer it. I pounce back onto bed, shrouding myself with my blanket, hoping to bluff my body that it's that time again, enabling sleep to envelop me once again.

Of course, that happens in the morning, which doesnt solve my problem for sleeping at night. Lol =p. Sleep is still wonderful tho.

“It was on my fifth birthday that Papa put his hand on my shoulder and said, ‘Remember, my son, if you ever need a helping hand, you’ll find one at the end of your arm.’”Sam Levenson

[Keith wrote this, thanks for reading! =D]Y,
9:36 PM