What are memories meant for? To regret, to be forgotten, to be cherished.

I cherish my childhood memories, for its the period of time where I felt closest to my family. The many things we've done together, the feeling of being a family. Remember the times... my dad fetch me home on his bicycle after night classes, the nights where I insist on sleeping beside my mum when she is busy making cookies till the wee hours, the walk back from central with my parents and brother and how my dad would piggy back me when I was lazy and how my mum would sing along the way... ...

I cherish my primary school memories... the ever so fun ECAs I've joined over the years... Gardening, social studies club, library club... The most fun music lessons! Learning the recorder, singing along etc...The most relaxed PE lessons, with games always in the list... ...

I love my sec school memories... Yup yup, you know what I'm referring to. Its the place where bonds are made, strong and everlasting. Its the time where I achieved the most, enjoyed the most.

I cherish my JC memories... A great part of it with you. The place where I realise caring teachers do exist, teachers who feel like a friend.

I miss those days working in M, 4th floor, being a 'screwgirl' with my fantastic partner and everyone else who was so nice and friendly.