I *almost* forgot the memory vaults we made back in 2004. But now that I have it in my heart, I'll never forget Crossroads or Farplane Memories. I'll never forget Xmusik, no matter how amateurish I was at web design at that time. I'll never forget the poetry I wrote. I'll never forget:
I'll take the lot,Of smothered pot,And put it out to rot.or
Tick Tock Tick Tock,Silently the shadows mockI'll never forget singing Eyes On Me, under the blocks, the midnight cycling, however foolish we were once.
I'll never forget that childhood I once had, the secret I told Yeow Chong and Jason to keep, however open it was.
I'll never forget the words I wrote in my passion, the stories I crafted in my imagination, and the freedom I felt in my naivete.
I'll never forget being the Boy Scout, respecting the school's rumoured fierciest teacher, knowing that deep down that stern-ness lay a caring and concerned heart.
I'll never forget that World Jamboree I lost my camping supplies in the misguided belief that all Scouts were truthful and honest.
I'll never forget the notes my form teacher wrote to me just before the advent of the PSLE examinations.
I'll never forget working over time on my computer game training all through the PSLE & "O" level examinations.
I'll never forget that sour feeling in the heart missing someone I crushed on.
I'll never forget watching power rangers, Super Sentai, ultraman and other stuff people call kiddish, the stuff that makes dreams.
I'll never forget conquering the grass patches dotting the route from my house to the swimming pool, as a world-famous treasure hunter.
I'll never forget losing my first fist fight because I couldn't bear to hurt someone else.
I'll never forget the day I first imagined myself an alien on a planet that was not my own.
I'll never forget the day I called myself, Windez. Honestly I thought it was stupid.
I'll never forget the day my brothers and I first tag-teamed to defeat other players online.
I'll never forget the day my teacher added the words, "Carp Diem!" to end my essay for me.
I'll never forget getting the lowest score for the first time in biology class on the topic, "Human Reproduction".
I'll never forget making my own rockets to fire off.
I'll never forget speeding on a bicycle at top speed, hitting the curb and bouncing back, narrowly missing a collision with a car.
I'll never forget that day at the Zoo I lost control and blocked the tram.
I'll never forget that day when my dad hurt himself and I hurt with him.
I'll never forget the promise I made to my mom, that her decision to bear the three of us was the best ever, and that it was only going to be better.
I'll never forget the times I said it was okay, yet was bleeding internally.
I'll never forget the day Jesus came into my life.
And I'll add this on request: I'll never forget my "childhood fantasies", wafer biscuits!
And you know what's the best thing? The beauty of life only gets better.
