I hate the place so much. It gives me so much pain. So much angst. So much stress.
And I would love to get the hell out of it.
Yet why did I almost break down today? Why the sudden urge to cry?
The fellowships with the people who have been with me for two years in this communal living. The memories we have of good times and of bad, of mindless parades and of hours in the lower lounge.
The rubbish we talk about at breakfast.
The nicknames and whatnots.
Guys. Its been great serving with you all. We all have our differences, but in the end, if you asked me to choose another vocation to serve in, i would still choose to come to band.
Stay in personel: Thanks alot for the companionship and the family spirit thing we shared.
Section: Be good and dont bully fu quan.
Naruto gang: Sorry to go, but hope to meet you all in earnest battle once again.
Azhar, See Siang, Wei ren, Eddie, Sherman, Chung Yew, Thaddeus: Your turn to take up the leadership positions... take care of the band k. Its been an honor working with you all.
Batch 67: Thank you. For everything. Guys you are the best batch to have. With the exception of 1year 5 months. Really. Thank you.
ORD is in january. Till then i hope to do the best in my job, and in my personal relationships, so that when I look back, it will only be fond memories. Yes the place is fucked up. But the people. They are gold.
Thank you all.
Oxidative Phosphorylation Miah used his Sharingan at 7:22:00 PM