Spent half my day cleaning up my room today, and i realise that i've collected a pile of notes,books,and study materials over the past years. As i flipped through, memories of what i've learnt flashed through my mind. Once in a while i love this feeling. Perharps im wierd, but it some sort gives me a sense of sastisfaction. It's just like :Hey, look..that was what i've went through in my secondary school life!"

Also, i've seem to be able to let go things easily now. Things that were once closed to my heart, that i've kept. I was able to throw and discard them away without feeling the tinge of pain there. Not that im heartless, but maybe its because i've learnt that holding too hard would cause much more misery.

As i read the book and based on real life experiences, i've learnt not to take things around us for granted. Life is unpredicted, you never know when one is gonna live to see the sun rise the following then, what will happen the very next moment.

For now, im left with nothing much..Guess won't be updating for the next few days unless i feel like. I know im being irresponsible..but then..abit lazy to do so.. Seek forgiveness..!

Regina