Departure


This entry is definitely not about taking off of a plane. Most importantly, I have no much interest in this, let alone, any knowledge.


If parting and meeting people are part and parcel of life, I should be quite immunized to it already. But, because I am made of flesh and blood, I cannot help but to feel sad each time it happens. However, till now, never have I openly express how I really felt but to allow my smiles to bid goodbye.


I know it is bad not to give anything but I believe more in giving something from the bottom of your heart. I gave them memories; memories are precious because they can never be taken away by anyone. Know what, they remember me by my laughter yet again. Actually, it is not surprising. = p I think the office will suddenly become so quiet again. *shrug* Ah. Ok. Let be serious. I did. I sent a mass email of my words of thanks, wishes and apologies to everyone in the company and not forgetting something for the most important person of this internship.



Some pictures for memories.



It was kind of lonely to be the first person to reach the office so I took a photo of myself in the office in one of the mornings. =D


This messy desk of mine only shows that I was serious at work. (I am as serious as I can be.) There were endless of work; application forms, statements, calls from customers. I cannot forget that I first started with having difficulties interpretating data from the statement, dealing with endless of calls at times and processing the application forms and many more.


My only colleague for what I was doing. (Again, I am as serious as I can be.) We usually worked overtime just to complete our work. I wore formal on that day (020408, Wednesday) because my LO came to visit me. (If not, do you think I would? A no-no. It only makes me feel so uneasy). I quite enjoyed working with him as we could laugh over some jokes and talked about many things especially when he is a Pilipino so I could take this opportunity to know about his country. I will remember his treat on the 'bak-ku-teh". =)



Me, Jelyn - my first friend in that company - definitely not my supervisor - I was quite surprised when she first talked to me on yahoo messenger. Because of her, I started to know a little more of her country, Philippine - and Reny - her voice is really sweet, how I wish to have a voice like her. =/



I am definitely very, very honoured to take a photo with this girl - one of the intern students from my school - and she did not reject me when I offered to take a photo with her. It is definitely hard to take a photo with her. By the way, this is where the reception counter is. (I think she will kill me if she sees my blog. = p)



Sweets from her. =D She wanted to give me a chocolate but I really have a lot of those at home which I do not bear to eat them. (Ah. I am like this. Because those were given by someone. *shrug*)



This little card and chocolate bar - this is what I call - are given by another intern student. He said it is very gay to take a photo with me (Please laugh!) so he rejected my offer. = x Behind the card, there is a little message too. =)



Given by jelyn, my first friend. The letter - she folded into a shirt-like shape which I know it does not look like now because I have no idea how to fold it back - and an anklet which is made of real sea shells, her favourite one. -_- Actually, I made a card and a friendship band for her birthday so she promised to give me something as a form of memory which I thought she was saying for the sake of saying. = p



Eh? End of photos? How does my supervisor look like? I told you, I am not kidding. He loves to act cool. I asked him twice but to no avail. *roll eyes* He gave me and the girl - the female intern student from my school - something too. Where is it? Stop finding! It is already in my stomach. Anyway, I really felt very bad that he spent a lot on us that I dared not look at the amount he spent upon making payment. She and I spent a lot of time looking at the menu before deciding on what to eat.

I think I talked a lot a lot over the dinner like I will never have the chance to anymore - yes, in a way. Most importantly, it felt weird if all 3 of us were quiet. Oh ya, I forgot to ask him one question, "Do you have an excellent hearing ability?" Really, whenever I talked to the female intern student, he would answer my question or make some comments. o.o (Ok. I know people will say I usually talk very loudly. FINE, FINE!)



This is a journey of my life which I will never forget. Thanks everyone for being part of my growing up journey. You will be missed by me.