Sep 02, 2007 08:08
I'm really the type of person who, when still planning for it absolutely can't wait to get the hell out of the company and take off to Manchester, but when the time to go is drawing closer and closer, I don't want to leave, I really don't.
Isn't it strange?
And there I was on Friday, cleaning my desk and looking around me at my colleagues and wish I didn't have to leave. I've kind of taken them for granted and the last week there just made me realize how much I actually enjoyed being there and working with them.
They are all such lovely, lovely people.
The boss threw me a really, really nice farewell party in this posh jazz lounge, and I felt like hugging every single one of them, especially my boss and some of tthe closest friends there, and I nearly bursted into tears in my farewell and thank you speech :). OK, I did cry actually, but thankfully managed not making a scene ;).
It was the kind of moment that I wish would go on forever.
I don't know, I'm really the kind who gets attached very easily, and it was pretty sad to say goodbye to them.
But yeah, we're keeping contacts, at least promised to, but you know how that kind of promises often go like, yeah? I really hope I'll be able to keep contact with some of them though.
Will post pics of the farewell party on... Monday or Tuesday, I think, depend on when I will have time to go through it :).
(Be prepared to see my face mwahahahahahhh~~~)
real life