Friday, October 05, 2007 | 6:27 PM

The long version

Last month I received a phone call from my dream company, asking me to attend their interview. I was psyched, tried not to expect too much. I got another call later last week for the second good news, I was accepted!

Ever since, life has been pretty much in a fast phase. The resignation on the next day, a week notice instead of a month, medical check up, lots of explanation to be made to clarify the situation, tonnes of documents to sign, scan and email, plus the change request that I was supposed to do this month. I've been staying up late, sick and super stress that I almost burned out.

Don't get me wrong, I am happy with the offer. Of course I do! But I laid out a plan before leaving the company. I want to leave in good term, serving them notice they deserve and finish what I have started. I want to spend more time with my RHB friends, at least spending raya with them. But it was all in rush, which make me wonder if all this really worth it.

Today, bunch of friends surprised me with a trip to bowling alley. I've never played but for all the effort they made, all I can do is at least throw the ball to longkang. It was fun and I was touched. I've never taught a group of people I knew for only 2 months can at least treat me the way they did. I almost cried. I truly did. And on the way home, I didn't sleep at all. It's mesmerizing looking at pictures of us goofing around for the very last time. I don't know, we promised to keep in touch. We promised to meet up once in a while. But I know these kinda promises. It's something you said because it's appropriate at the time. Something that really hard to keep. Something that only nature could explain. You move on, meeting new friends, you forget the friends you used to hang out with. Even if you do keep in touch, it would never be the same. Not like before when you meet them everyday.

For now, I am totally going to miss them. A LOT. And I hope things will get better at the new place. If not, I'd sure to regret this. Kidding.

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