The feeling of leaving is always complicated. That's why I did not post anything when I finally got my visa last week. I know that is a big deal, but it is not full of joy.

A time for leaving might never be joyful. I guess.

I left my working place yesterday. 6 months of working there leaves a lot of nice memories. Soulmates, good friends, some small parties, cute guys, the Lawson downstairs, cafe break, delicious delivery... Those are partly what I've been enjoying from there. I said goodbye to everyone and got some nice hugs from the ppl I truly like.

从明天开始我就要开始我的farewell parties。有些伤感，和几个朋友在电话里就聊了很久。有几个人要说给我个surprise， 弄得我心痒痒，感动又期待。

飞机是在凌晨。有两个女友一定要送机。光光知道她们有这个心我就有要哭的感觉。我让我父母那天要送她们回家，都是不认识路的孩子。呵呵，我怕她们被大灰狼骗走了。