Introducing my loot of notes accumulated from 4 + 2 years of tertiary education. Look how high they stack. And these are not all, excluding tutorials and another mountain of textbooks.. I wonder how my brains had digested those information. As I flipped through the complex engineering maths functions last night, they gave my head a spin and stared back totally unfamiliar and without sense to me. I feel like one with amnesia... They are things once held so dear (can't live without them!), but now so foreign.. Will I ever recall them again? Will I even ever need them again?
To throw or not to throw?
...And remember those times when we were allowed to bring in notes on A4 sized papers for exams? I found 2 sheets of my treasured notes... can't bear to toss them out even though they too, don't seem intelligible. They ended up getting tucked into the stack and hidden back to the top of the shelves. I am such a sucker for sentiments I cannot even remember. But maybe, just maybe, they will again make sense one day...
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