...its history...

...contemplating back on all the things that happened for the past weeks, seeing the guys leaving one by one, it saddens me that a place we call office, a place where we spend half of our days there together, talk about big things, small things, everything. we do clique together really close. i still miss the place. but we all have moved on. one thing that keeps us all together is the friendship that we have developed throughout the 525600 minutes together. is it history or it is history already. i am still living in the history. tms has also followed me to move on. wakakaz...