closed.

and that's what happened with me and my soon-to-be-previous workplace. remember the part wherein felix the cat got pulled through the converyor belt through rollers big and small? i was that felix.

don't mistake me for resenting what i had to go through; don't also misunderstand that i had breezed through it a la more-zen-than-buddha-himself without a shred of frustration. i was angry; every day was venom in my veins. don't mistake that iw as happy peelign myself off my bed and sending myself onto that bus to get to work.

don't mistake that.


but like all relationships, i learnt some very important lessons from that place, from my colleagues. i am no longer as green as i used to be, i came out better than when i got in. nine months. how ironic, that. i got accepted on my birthday and two days short of ten months i'm leaving.

it's almost i'm meant to be there, to learn some intended lessons. that's what i got.


and i must then grow.

cause that's what it's all about. i pray that neither of us will stop learning, stop growing precisely because of what we had previously learnt. the ability to recognise when old knowledge is obsolete and accepting the possibility of 'new' knowledge, move on.

cause that's what it's all about.