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8.10.11
 nobody notices when we leave.
i mean, the moments when we truly choose to go.
at best, you might feel


a whisper





or the wave of a whisper undulating down.



dear jiggly puff and combat killer, you have been the best thing that happen in the hospital.
you made me look forward to all my shifts and welcome it with open arms.
you showed me wrong from right. you had my back. "suck it up and finish your darn shift"
memories of all my 'after-shift' will remain like how i store an old memory somewhere in my hard disk. there but just slowly unnoticed. shed a tear once i dig up the file; occasionally.
now that you guys are leaving, i wish you the best that life has to offer. i guess i'm just not destined to have good friends by my side. when such good friends are so hard to come by.




someday, i'll find my ticket out of that place.