Yup, so here ends the 6-month stint at ess-tee-beee.
Admittedly, it's a little sad departure, cos it's a silent one, on a sunday morning. But really it doesnt matter. And I think I've been a loyal employee compared to most of my peers, who had all job-hopped after 3 months. (I didn't have to, since I hold at least 3 jobs).
I looked around the place and asked myself, If there's anything that I would miss about. Not really.
I thought about the colleagues here and asked myself, If there's anyone that I would miss about. Don't think so, since I usually start work way after normal knock-off-hours, and end work before most people arrive.
But, though I always welcome changes and transitions, I -always- can't help but feel nostalgia about anything that had passed. Perhaps it's the trait of the emo Cancerian. Or perhaps it's the thought of "I-won't-ever-see-this-nice-person-again" kind-of-thing.
Saying goodbye has never been easy.
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Yesterday was also the last of my 10 Jap lessons at Py. Only 10 weeks, but the class had suddenly grown closer for the last 3 lessons, with many meal outings and nightly msn group chats.
As mentioned the other time, the 10 weeks at Py was just an intention to be a filler while waiting for Bunka lessons to continue. But because these 10 weeks had been enjoyable, and the people had been nice too, I had this slight desire to continue with them.. But of course, with uni coming, I can't afford to spend (BOTH time AND money) on Sat and Sun classes.
So it's yet another case of departure, and perhaps also the feeling of I-won't-see-you-again.
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Everything else aside, I'll be attending my faculty camp from tmr to friday. Right, so it's gonna be another tiring week of insufficient rest. Hope all turns out well.
人生是黑白的.
7:58 AM <3
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