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Sunday, July 13, 2008

I woke up early. Azi left his stuff at my crib so I had to give it back to him because it would mean a lot to him. I met him at the Woodlands control station and accompanied him while waiting for his friends to arrive. When one of his friends had arrived, Azi gave me a one final squeeze *smiles* and I went to work. I was quite early and I was glad that I had to do ticketing on my last day of work. Everything was okay at work. I was sad to quit my job. I love my job, I love the people there and everything. I didn't want to resign but I have to. I've signed a bond and I have to stay committed to it. It's for my own future and most importantly, it's my dream.

Take care, EW splaza people and thanks for everything.
I'll miss you guys.