Moving On

I hate to go;

I will surely miss my friends at work. The Bengal Boys (guess what I’m the founder!!! Bengal short for beggar LOL), the Kids (separated from Midget Gals, about 4 feet and 10 inches in height is the tallest of them all), the Gossip Girls (most probably the heavy weight and cute ladies, I get the latest scoop of rumors from them, harhar), my Old Buds (Jack, Analyn, My and Cat – tempered and moody but they’re the ones that I can share the deepest secrets of my life), the Others (they’re the ones who obviously does not belong in any of the groups I just mentioned – their silence makes me think that I’m deaf person), my Crushes (Atty. Karen, a supervisor from Legal Group – and Ma’am G from the Co-Sourcing Group –). Lastly, my Research Analyst group, starting from our head down to supervisors they pissed me off and as return I break the policies instead.

But, I must go on;

I have to accept the fact that they were all just instruments given by God to help me develop my personal being. Now is the time for me to be “mature” and take the risk to decide on my own. I’ll pursue my dreams in which I can find my happiness. I don’t want to see myself someday crying full of regrets. So I have to make a move now!!!

Goodbye for now old friends, rest assure that you’ll always have a space here in my heart. Hello for tomorrow as I go alone on this journey to success…