pieces of me.

here are the random thoughts and bursts of emotions of a girl who's two years older than her perceived age. if the therapeutic claims of blogging are true, then she'll survive with accepting that reality and the neverending emocoaster that being alive costs her. read on.


Monday, August 06, 2007

and so it is out. i am amongst the first batch of agents to be pulled-out from our current account. my teammates are so sad about it that when one of them, joanne, first heard the news, i was told she was crying every ten minutes for like a couple of hours. i mean it IS sad. our team would be split into at least five groups and would separately be transferring every month from september to december. i first read of it on meanne's blog. i was on VL when they were informed of it. her entry went like: TL just told us a sad news. i was so anxious that i texted her and barbs immediately and after a couple of seriously excruciating minutes, i was told of what's to happen. i will start product training on the new account on september 10.

tomorrow will be the start of my new schedule for the next month, for the rest of the agents on the floor, for the next quarter. our team's on from 3am to 12mn, sundays and mondays rest days. i AM excited for the next schedule. but i'm really not sure if i am THAT excited. i mean, eventhough my crush's team is on the same shift as ours (yes. hehe.), tomorrow will kind of be the start of the countdown to 34 days. the beginning of the end.

yes, i am kind of over the whole ramp down thing but still, i would be separated from the people whom i have come so used to be with for the past year. the very people who have made me a different person from the one that i was pre-CVG. these people, my wavemates and my teammates, taught me how to smile more. love life more. talk more openly. feel more. all of them think that i have been this kind of person all along (my college friends can say otherwise) but, in reality, without THEM i would just not have been ME.

so yeah. i am so ready for the transfer. bring it on. new account, new people. but it is just so HARD leaving some people behind. there are the assurances that we would still get together, we'll still see each other and all but it would just not be the SAME. and that's what i HATE exactly about changes and what the word 'new' always entails.

rain. rain.

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