Didn't realize it was Friday night till I saw my msn list and noticed that only a few ppl are online. No more working! and just got back fr a holiday w the fam. No wonder I don't feel the pressure of going out tonight.
In the end, my last moments at AC were some hurried goodbyes and many ppl wishing me "all the best in my studies".
No photos, minimal handshakes, no promises.
That's my limit though. While saying my goodbyes to Abang Razak (a senior draughtsman- part o d "pantry gang") and then signing the register and walking out the door I actually had a moment of "gosh I just might cry".
As always, sarah attached sentiments to the most impossible things.
I miss my violin. Could be an impulsive idea but I wnna pick it up again.
As in, pick it up to play. Like what I do w my piano, sitting down when I feel like it.
I miss sunshine. But let's let go of things outta our control.
It's not only Vicky who's emo tonight. We all have our turn.
God in Heaven, we leave things in your hands.
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