It was a simple look-through of my previous nokia 6230, the little files I stored inside, the video of the backflips cailaoshi did, the saved messages i put in one file, the occasional diary entries I entered in my phone (learnt this from joanna), and of course, the pictures.

A random act that came due to the irritance of boredom and it struck me with flowing and vivid memories, of love, of game, of friends, of teachers, of school, of CCA, and everything that could have happened back then. How we looked during Secondary 1 & 2, and the changes that some might have encountered. Yep. Nostalgic. And one diary entry I left in there; I entered it, on the last night I might ever have the most fun with CCHMS people. The last night of Wushu CCA Camp, when everyone was asleep, I remained awake, taking in every pictorial event I could ever experience for the last time, thinking about everyone and everything. And I stored some notes of things I could not contain with any sort of bombastic vocab or anything, for they were/are more than anything words can express, or even language in this manner. It left me stuttering in the mind.

And I thought after everything flashed back onto me, it's over. Yup, It s over and I dont have a choice, only choice is to move forward and keep those memories that could easily empower me to do better things, academically or physically. Thank you for the memories, and, sorry, for the disappointment I set some upon.