いってらっしゃい、なみさん!!
Mar. 25th, 2014 03:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
coolerthanthouThere have been so much that have went on last week for me and I should be talking about those to make everything more periodically correct, but I shall keep them aside first.
There's too much going on in just one night. Tonight, or okay, last night. AURGH WHATEVER. IDC LA!!!
I always find myself holding my tongue whenever people talk about departure halls and goodbyes.
I hate farewells, I hate goodbyes. I hate seeing people go. I hate to have people that I feel attached to, leave.
But I know that I should feel happy and be supportive of her choice to step into another stage of her life.
And so I went to send her off, because I know I will really be kicking myself with each time I were to think of her in the future if I didn't send her off.
I have never felt so attached to a job before, and what more to someone that I work with and under for.
I will not know the correct and the most accurate way to express my appreciation for her since there's so much that I want to thank her for. So damn much that I wished I could just transfer all that feels in a bottle and shove it into her hands for her to bring it along. ):
It's really hard to see someone go. Especially when she is someone who have let me tried so many new things that would have occurred to me to even try and even aided me in choosing my major because I would like to see myself in her shoes, in the career aspect. )':
It came as a shock when the news of her leaving first came through, and then she producing her stack of cards for the staffs.
I never thought that I would have one cus she mentioned about giving it to the full-timers, when I'm now back at the same workplace, as a casual worker. I thought that I would be "safe" from this, but not when I saw my name, labelled on one of those white envelopes, each containing a handwritten card by her.
I made the mistake of reading it on the spot.
I.. I just hope that London treats you better than well, Nami-san,
No one ever, in this company can ever replace you.
This is not farewell, but, all the best and we will see you soon. (':
x
There's too much going on in just one night. Tonight, or okay, last night. AURGH WHATEVER. IDC LA!!!
I always find myself holding my tongue whenever people talk about departure halls and goodbyes.
I hate farewells, I hate goodbyes. I hate seeing people go. I hate to have people that I feel attached to, leave.
But I know that I should feel happy and be supportive of her choice to step into another stage of her life.
And so I went to send her off, because I know I will really be kicking myself with each time I were to think of her in the future if I didn't send her off.
I have never felt so attached to a job before, and what more to someone that I work with and under for.
I will not know the correct and the most accurate way to express my appreciation for her since there's so much that I want to thank her for. So damn much that I wished I could just transfer all that feels in a bottle and shove it into her hands for her to bring it along. ):
It's really hard to see someone go. Especially when she is someone who have let me tried so many new things that would have occurred to me to even try and even aided me in choosing my major because I would like to see myself in her shoes, in the career aspect. )':
It came as a shock when the news of her leaving first came through, and then she producing her stack of cards for the staffs.
I never thought that I would have one cus she mentioned about giving it to the full-timers, when I'm now back at the same workplace, as a casual worker. I thought that I would be "safe" from this, but not when I saw my name, labelled on one of those white envelopes, each containing a handwritten card by her.
I made the mistake of reading it on the spot.
I.. I just hope that London treats you better than well, Nami-san,
No one ever, in this company can ever replace you.
This is not farewell, but, all the best and we will see you soon. (':
x
