Here I am again, staring blankly into space, trying to go back to that certain point of the past and wishing to be there. Other people might call it reminiscing but I prefer the term remembering.

    Days passed and I am still stuck in those moments- the pieces of memories I only possess. All I can remember is those smiling faces. All I can legally call as my past are those cheerful and sunny smiles owned by kind-hearted people- people whom I believe are worried about my current whereabouts.

Remember, the greatest gift is not found in a store nor under a tree, but in the hearts of true friends.- Cindy Lew -


School Memoirs


Most of us would agree that the days we spent in school were certainly the best days of our lives.It was in school that we made our first friends, competed to excel, hoped for places in the sport teams and learned our first lessons. Memories come flooding back when you recall your life in school.



It has been months since I started college but somehow high school life still fills the air or at least it seemed that way to me. I don't know if that is what they call as "hangover" but somehow I haven't gotten over with high school days for some reasons. I still can't believe that I am an official college student. It feels scary at first but life must go on they say. So what is the big next thing? Grades! I have to come up with good passing marks. This means I have to face tons of studying plus a hundred sleepless nights just to begin with. Let us put this way- everything around me is new, the place, the people and that clearly means many adjustments. I guess that's one lesson college life has in store for me aside from the everyday subjects that I have encountered which are getting harder each passing moment. Hard work really means a lot to me. I have to work for good marks and get that feeling of satisfaction knowing I worked hard for them. Patience has always been the key ever since the world began. If you commit your life to your goal, you will ignore the pains of life. I pay no attentions to the distractions on the road of life but I look directly to my goals. It only provides experience so we become more competent in overcoming life's challenges. I know I can overcome all this stress.Commitment, challenge and control reigns me now.



Everytime I pass by in our school, I feel like something is getting into me. I can feel a spark in me, like streams of memories enough to be caught with just a single encounter.

alternative colour schemes

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