I was cleaning my room before moving out of my parents’ house when I came across a stack of old  MP3 players.

Looking at them, I thought — why not rebuild that exact same playlist?

The moment I pressed play, something came back to life.

In school, I wasn’t the loud one. I stayed quiet and focused. Maybe you were like that too. Maybe you even felt intimidated sometimes. Not necessarily unhappy — just not fully in your place.

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I once heard a line in a song that said:
"When he looks back, he decides all of those days he suffered were the best days of his life… because they made him who he was."

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Back then, I didn’t really understand it.

Now, I think I do.

Because through all of it — the ordinary days, the silent classrooms, the long homework nights, the MSN conversations after school — music was always there.

In my headphones on the way to school.
On my desk for hours while studying.
Playing quietly in the background while life unfolded.

I used to think my MP3 was just an object.

Now I realize it was something else entirely.

It was a constant presence.
A space that belonged only to me.

Maybe those years weren’t perfect.
But maybe they were necessary.

And maybe the soundtrack we carried in our pockets helped shape who we eventually became.

If this inspires you to rebuild yours, then this playlist has done its job.

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EXTRA!

I’m also sharing a few school objects from my days... 

The first one? A floppy disk.
Yes, the kind we used in the computer lab to save all our school projects.

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