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Monday, May 19, 2008
After judo season is over, i want to punish my own body, push it to its limits, until its near-wrecked, then i'll just take a break to relax, appreciate comfort and silence.
I guess my life's pretty screwed up. There's so many things around me to remind me of that fact.
I guess my only wish before i die, is not to be rich, but to be able to see the whole world, literally. And perhaps leave my mark in history.
Sumhow im starting to miss tioman, such a nice, happy, relaxed place. And shanghai, just hope to be living in the city centre rite now, admiring the skyline, the lights and the sounds, the buzz surrounding it.

Enough talking crap. I need to get rest.

@ 10:18 PM

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David Kwek Wei Han
14 March 1993
Proud Rafflesian
1M/2M '06/'07
3P/4P '08/'09
Raffles Judo

Wants to learn:
Muay Thai
Boxing
Guitar
Brazillian Jujutsu


Imara
In God i trust.


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lyrics : McFly - I Wanna Hold You

An army for the broken hearted
Marching through the streets
The city's in surrender
And it's falling at your feet

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