Packing my luggage...or wad that baggage?

Was packing my stuff for the move next Sunday. Gotta leave this place which I've come to know as home for 7.5 years in about 8 more days. The feeling is strange.

Thinking back, I was reluctant to leave my JE house back then. I thought it was a great place! I mean I stayed there for some 17 years of my life. But I embraced the idea of my new home in CCK pretty fast. It was a short time span here but I feel that I'm missing home already. Perhaps it was because I went through a lot these last 7 years.

I've changed so much that I don't even recognize myself anymore. I mean there's no good or bad about this but changes are bound to happen. I recall reading somewhere that changes are essential in life because without changes, a tree will forever be a seed in the soil. Seriously I hate changes but I guess the saying is right. Changes are inevitable in life. As much as you wish time could come to a standstill, things will always work against you. There no running or stopping, so why not just embrace that?

It must be the night cos I'm probably not even making sense now.

Anyway a whole load of emotions came over me when I came across my uni notes whilst packing. I'm supposed to discard all useless & unwanted stuff but as I looked at the slack of notes with the pink handwriting, something inside me just couldn't bear to throw them away. The memories of those days were so fresh in my mind but so much time had already passed. Not sure if I wanted to keep them just for remembrance or I just want to have something to hang on to, to grab hold of youth, to mentally rerun those days in my mind whenever I see them.

I haven't got a firm stand as to what I'll do with my notes. Most likely I'll throw them away. But I'll never forget you! Yes I'll always remember you, no matter where I'm! I miss you~