evicted.

"so long, farewell. i hate to say goodbye."

for less than 3 months, i will be evicted from my most favorite workplace in my 11-year career. at the same time leaving for "Down Under" for the next 3 months. actually, it is the other way around. since i will not be using my workplace, management have decided to give it to a new hire.

so along with my packing duties at home, i need to pack all my 5-years worth of work stuff, other paraphernalia and garbage (translate: stuff i find it hard to throw away) and put them into storage.

i am both happy and sad at leaving my own space, my own world, my humble abode, my refuge, my home away from home, my love.

happy because i will be going one floor up again. where people are definitely more noisy and sociable and fun to be with. no hard feelings, 45th peeps, i am happy to have created new friendships with you.

sad because i will be leaving my own space, my own world, my humble abode, my refuge, my home away from home, my love. *hint*

my space... i will love you forever. :D

i will part with you with deep, deep sadness. after all, you represent my whole being. my personality.

it is with utmost hope that this eviction symbolizes the welcoming of new things, events, happening, and good luck - both work and my private life. you know what private life means. :)