<meta name='google-adsense-platform-account' content='ca-host-pub-1556223355139109'/> <meta name='google-adsense-platform-domain' content='blogspot.com'/> <!-- --><style type="text/css">@import url(https://www.blogger.com/static/v1/v-css/navbar/3334278262-classic.css); div.b-mobile {display:none;} </style> </head><body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/9317181?origin\x3dhttp://kaiwen92.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script> Image hosted by Photobucket.com

`HELLO... Cheerio
Friday, July 09, 2010

okay. im totally screwed up. beyond measures. and quoting my mum, all i can do is to depend and lean on God. thats about the only thing i can do. the week hadn't been good with results coming in, breaking and tearing my heart bit by bit. i'm at the rock bottom now. and i cant go any further down. i dont really wanna touch on this topic now.

on a lighter note, i see people who really care. the 3 guys who sit around me, trying to help me see where went wrong, comforting me when i cried, treating me to ice cream, telling me to study hard and not give up, patting me when i needed, asking if im alright and offering to help me. at the end of the day, it's still them who makes me smile, comfort me and put me on the right track once again. i dont care what others say about me mixing with you guys, but i know i didnt make a wrong choice.

in addition, i may have overcome some crap stuff about basketball no one knows it exist. the first thing i wanted to do after all the shit, was to play ball. and yes, i did. it just took away all my pain, turned me into a kid and enjoyed the game. thanks, definitely my basketball girls who accompanied me every time i needed someone. seeing me eat, shopping with me for tidbits, just being there and sharing with me. man, i love the team to bits.

i need to pick myself up. starting from.. next week. i will, i must.

at least i have something to be thankful and happy about. =)

9:13 PM

died__



profile
W
For God so love the world that he gave his one and only son that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but shall have enternal life. John 3:16
mail.


likes
my bed
my computer
my friends
my handphone
family
Aikido
God


dislikes
parting.


wants
stop being a jack ass
closer to God
mature
excel in art and sports
find something i really love doing.




archives

November 2004; December 2004; January 2005; February 2005; March 2005; April 2005; May 2005; June 2005; July 2005; August 2005; September 2005; October 2005; November 2005; December 2005; January 2006; February 2006; March 2006; April 2006; May 2006; June 2006; July 2006; August 2006; September 2006; October 2006; November 2006; December 2006; January 2007; February 2007; March 2007; April 2007; May 2007; June 2007; July 2007; August 2007; September 2007; October 2007; November 2007; December 2007; February 2008; March 2008; May 2008; June 2008; July 2008; August 2008; September 2008; October 2008; November 2008; December 2008; January 2009; February 2009; March 2009; April 2009; May 2009; June 2009; July 2009; August 2009; September 2009; October 2009; November 2009; December 2009; January 2010; February 2010; March 2010; April 2010; May 2010; June 2010; July 2010; August 2010; September 2010; October 2010; November 2010; December 2010; January 2011; February 2011; March 2011; April 2011; May 2011; January 2012;


tagboard