When there is an end, there was a beginning. Where we come from, is what made us now. The roots of the tree is what made the leaves at the top. We always say 'forget the past, look forward to the future'.

If the past was forgotten, we will be lost.

There will be nothing to guide us, correct our mistakes, repent our wrongdoings, prevent our foolish acts. Even the worst memories must be left somewhere inside. Having 'amnesia' means that repentance will occur. You can never forget those memories unless you are senile, lack of brain-cells, have short-term memory loss, or actually having amnesia. If you are a totally normal person, your horrible memories cannot be forgotten.
We keep these nightmares in our Pandora's Box, to prevent us from making these mistakes again. One glance at the forbidden artifact that gives out the bad and dangerous aura, and we know what not to do. There will always be a sign there that says 'DO NOT OPEN' for idiots. Yet at times, a little imp wonders around the box, preparing to open and release the evil within. Don't let the imp appear, that's my suggestion. Overcome it and build the high-security prison for either the imp, or for your Pandora's Box.
Never let lust and temptation over power you and make you repeat the same mistakes. Remember that awful past and leave it aside, locked up. Whenever you think you are going through a repetition of something bad, take a quick glance at those memories. You will know what to do from there.

The great ones are those which helps ease the negativity. This is what pushes you to stay alive, to move on, to continue the journey. The happy memories we kept inside for years and years to come, to remind us of those great times and to laugh and cry over the funny and great things we did. We tell our childhood stories to our children and our grand-children, and they pass it down to our great grand-children and so fourth. You will be up in the great skies, listening to your stories, and that happiness blooms once again in your heart and soul.
The thoughts are always left open in our mind, never kept in a container. The angel in us keeps it that way. We never want to lose them, we what to keep them forever, never letting go. It follows us even in the afterlife. Memories like this can never be forgotten. Never forget this, is what makes you continue to move.
Never forget both the good and bad. There needs to be something to counterbalance the other. Always know the History, especially your own.

Keep on trying, no matter how long that stretch of road is, there will be an end. Fall, and stand. Fall and stand. Don't stop till you see that light at the end of the tunnel, and you will reach a beautiful place. When there is a start, there will always be a finish. This applies to everything. It's life.

The past is as important as the future, but present is so much more.

By The Way, you can't say you can forget about the past, there will be a flashback of your life before you die. It's still rememberance.

***END***(It's not everything, I can't remember some parts)

I have been very tired these past few days. I easily forget things now, my thoughts just disappear sometimes after a few minutes. I feel I'm becoming more of a idiot. I feel afraid. I feel stress. Sitting at the back row is impossible. The sitting arrangement is so boring, it's literally making me sleep. I knew it's going to be a hard year, but I didn't know it was this hard. It is going to get worst from time to time. It was the Chinese New Year Celebrations today at school. We were allowed to wear home clothes. Wore a red button-up collar shirt to school, and jeans. School started at 8:30AM today. After the performance in the hall, went back to class for our own class celebration. It was fun. Went to LAN at Hougang Green with Ryan, Darren, Corey, Nigel, JL and Jeremy. Then had lunch and went home. Tuition at 7PM.

'Choice Of Song' Either Has Something To Do With The Lyrics, Part Of The Lyrics, The Title, The Band and the TONE.

Yesterday's Choice Of Song: Can't Stop By Maroon 5
Today's Choice Of Song: Learning To Fall By Boys Like Girls

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