Is to throw all the uniform into a bag and bin it, like you are not looking back anymore..
Its kinda sad that I'm going to part with both of my jobs (both KFC and admin officer job) and the people there. Although there are annoying or sad memories there, but its the fond memories that churn up the "I don't wanna leave here" feeling embedded inside me (I was quite surprise by this frankly speaking).
Packing my luggage. Sorting out things. My 2 years and 7 months life here isn't something to be taken lightly and thus, the need for Yoong to help me send back my things through parcel. Somethings just aren't meant for throwing. Oh dear, I wonder how am I going to cramp all my stuff into a 30kg luggage...
