Capur aduk prasaan
So, yeah.
Yesterday I was left by my team I care so much about.
At the airport, when we shared our last hugs…. but no kiss,
I didn’t shed a tear while we’re couldn’t say a word.
I already cried the night before, and the night before that, when I heard our top management decission.
[ Yes, now you know that this cold-hearted "bitch" could cry too. Prior to those nights, I couldn't remember the last time I cried, let alone the last time I cried and felt safe at the same time. ]
We’d made promises we know we would keep as we already did in the past.
Like where we’re going to meet again.
And like when our paths will cross again.
That we will always be in touch as if the thousand miles do not exist.
Although we know that separation will always be a part of our journey.
I’m not gonna talk further about my company decission for my team and that kind of stuff, because they’re not for public consumption.
I suggest you change the gear and mode into something fast and cheerful to enter the following part of this post because I’m gonna write about the bright side of life I experienced last week.
[ I know not all of you suffer from bipolar disorder like I do, but trust me, you'll see how easy it is to be infected and get the hang of it. Believe me. ]
So.
In 1 week, I went to several job interview(ijin mulu nich ….urusan keluarga alasannya hahaha), 1 concert, a number of places of attraction, and met some crazy people along the way
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Phew why it’s so hard…I still remember the moment at the airport.
[ I'd better check and make sure about my leave and unpaid leave. My boss is cool but I don't intend to have my arse chased by the HR department for miscommunication. ]
