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Sunday, August 14, 20113:40 AM

I know it has been quite awhile since I update. I was this close to deleting my blog. i don't see the point of keeping it if I don't have the time to update it. but there is just something in me is still reluctant to delete it. maybe because i just download a diary in my notebook so, i barely update it here.


everyone is leaving. but surprisingly, i don't feel anything. nothing. nada. i don't even feel anything. at all. people leave all the time, right? so, what makes this time any different? having new colleagues doesn't make the old ones i miss the most comes back. they are different, they can never replace any of them. i wish i could turn back time in 2008/2009


but there is not point. i am serving my notice. yahooooo.....!!!!


things i wish i could do on my last day:
- scold the people who have been making my life miserable with all the vaguer languages. (b, i would do it if i not such scady cat) 
- burn everything down.


ha. i know. its impossible. but its good to dream.


to:
Sheena; babe. thank you for always being there for me. thank you for coming down and accompanying me through the night. thank you for listening to my whines and troubles. you've always been there for me since day 1. i shall put you in all my shifts than we can gossip the night away. do remember our 10 year plan. i meant it. oh. i may need coffee, so you gotta stay. oh! we gotta plan to meet elizabeth very soon.


victoria; ok. i know i've been busy and don't have the time to meet you, but not to worry, in time, we are able to meet every week. first! we gotta go shopping soon. text me


Yus; YOU! YOU BETTER TEXT ME AND LET ME KNOW WHEN YOU ARE FREE. DON'T COMPLAIN I DON'T MAKE TIME FOR YOU. I'LL ELBOW YOU AND PINCH YOUR CHEEKS REAL HARD. NEXT SUNDAY BUKA PUASA WITH ME. ASK DAYAT. oh! and Thanks for coming down once in awhile :))


fett; you drives me crazy all the time. but nevertheless, i can never live without you. my 'christmas tree' will now be empty without your goodies. though you always verbally abuse me, there is just something about you that makes me happy. no one has ever pamper me before.


Yeay! my exams are over. like really really over. time to party with you tmr. shall we eat the whole day, for the next few days? before i have to fast again. i really can't wait to get out of town and not worry about work and partners for the next 5 days.