I developed all the photos I've been saving in my old phones, computer hard drive and my current phone. I had pictures of myself ever since I was young and till my current age , 20.

I spent 2 days pasting up all the photos on my bedroom wall. There was just so many photos to be pasted. At the end of the 2 days, I lay in my bed and looked up to the ceiling. I slowly got up and walked around the room surveying the photos.

I felt really sad because I printed out pictures of people who are no longer in my life anymore. But what was my motive? I printed hundreds of photos from my different growing years  to remind me what I've been through so far. I printed the bad memories and the people who left a negative or positive impact on my life.

I smiled and realised that everyone I met played a part in my life. Even those who left. I appreciate the time in my life when I was happy to be in their company. Life isn't always about the good memories. It's the bad memories that teach us meanings that we'll figure out as we grow older.

All these people, contributed to everything I've been through. In the end, I only have pictures to appreciate the bad and good times.