Last Day

 With time, everything shall be forgotten. People just told me to let go. Ya, I did. The trouble only comes after I let go. Maybe it was just me.

Anyway… Just printed my timesheet, delete almost the whole world from the laptop… No going back to the old code so actually deleting stuff doesn’t affect me but the people who need to refer to it later on. After done, by right shouldn’t even need it but the changes was so frequent, I guess they will need. Well, at least latest version was given. The one before the changes were checked in before any change. However, bugs found after the change won’t be there so… hm… It’s a headache. I don’t want to see the code. It is agonising to see them. I didn’t even check what happened to the last code I wrote. 

I forgot to charge my phone… So now have to charge it a bit before I sleep. Blog a bit. Anger clear off but then I dunno what else can I do. Sigh… However, after deleting the code, it feels like clearing the clouds above my head. Weekends need to shred off the papers that has been hogging my table. Wrote them down but never refer back but worried if I throw, then I will need them. Now, last day, maybe tomorrow night when I am back can start the shredding. Shred for quite sometime ago but stopped because I got busy. Because now for sure, I won’t need them anymore. That’s the other cloud to clear. I need to clear space also. Might need to throw away books but haven’t too… Some old books that I bought for my past 2 jobs. People laughing at me reading books when you can google but then not everything can be googled. I googled and cannot find. That’s why I go to books. You know the first thing that attracted me to Singapore was what? Library. Open to public. Freedom to read. At almost every mall. A place which promotes reading. What do you think? I was 17. I never travelled far from home. While on my first semester at TARC kl, I came over to visit my older brother. He reads a lot and most of the books that I read actually were bought by him or those left at home after he read. My older sister used to read Archie the comic book. That’s what I read. We use to live at the shop house, that I always go to the second floor salon where I can read their 老夫子. My mum likes Reader’s digest, sometimes I would read too. Dad read the newspaper. Learn a bit of Japanese from my eldest brother’s bookshelf. I bought my own too with my pocket money. Charmed, Fear Street and Sherlock Holmes. Roald Dahl’s books which I borrowed from my English teacher who introduced them to me and he had most in the series. Our school’s library was restricted. Break time was too short to borrow but mostly used to return. Libraries were like a mythical space. Then here, it’s everywhere.

Find back my place before I lost it all. 

Forms…. When I read the form with the fields called Title… I wonder how should I put it. Shall I put Miss or Software Engineer… You won’t get the joke of this one except for those who were with the projects.

Wish everyone all the best. Time will be the witness and time will be the solution and it will always be running. Time to sleep.