parting's such sweet sorrow

I started my countdown as early as six weeks ago.

It was agonisingly slow initially; week by week, the number just seemed to take so long to come down.

And now that there is really only one week left, i find myself hoping that time can reverse itself.

It's strange - things seem to get more fun when you're about to leave.

There's only one more week of pitching ideas, rushing out stories, dealing with newsmakers, drinking oreo choc bubble tea, talking about kung fu pandas, and kneeling at each other's table.

It's been six months. There have been stressful moments and sweet memories, and it's all the sadder knowing that things won't be the same even if i come back here to work in future. because the same people won't be here anymore.

Six months ago, i was crying my eyes out cos i didn't want to come to my paper. Now, i just can't stop smiling.

Thank you God, You always know what's best for me :)