Days went by so quickly. My first day at work felt like just yesterday. And guess what, today’s the last.
To leave after a few months wasn’t part of the plan. I have rejected others’ offers to stay. But things change, some things happen for a reason. There came a point where I had to juggle between this and that. And I ended up choosing the latter.
Though there’s this spoiler guy who told me about the surprise lunch for me and the secrets behind the loss of Pocoyo, never had I a clue that saying good bye to my amiable officemates who turned to be my close friends, and generous and understanding manager would be so painful. There’s this twinge of pain. There’s a feeling of losing a part of me.
I hate looking back to my dark past but I believe that after feeling secluded from some whom I considered friends, these people I met at the office helped me start anew, made me feel I am special and resurrected me from my downfall.
Will definitely miss them. <3
THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING. :)