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Saturday 12 December 2015

Remember

I will never forget how badly me and my friends were being treated by them there. Never.
I will never forget all those moments they made me feel bad and succumbed into crying. I will never forget the copious amount of tears I shed throughout this miserable PRP year. And the depression I had to go through.
I would never give them the glory of saying "All these made me stronger" but instead, I will say "Having received all those bad treatments made me realize that I should always treat everyone with kindness regardless of their positions, backgrounds, age, race or religion". I pray that I will not turn out to be like any of you whom I greatly despised. 

And that in this working life, I had had a good judgment of their characters, based on what Queen Rowling had said " If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals". I know that we were treated like dirts. 

I'm not sure whether I would readily forgive you people. 

Be rest assured that not all apples in the same basket are rotten. Those who had so kindly and patiently guided me, those who are like the lights that lit the darkness, thank you very much. You guys are an inspiration. 

To those rotten ones, someday we'll cross paths again, but by that time, I am no longer your inferior, or even equal, but I will be someone superior. I don't know how this will happen, but life has some plot twists of its own. We don't know what will happen in the future. 

I will never forget. 

2 more months to go. And probably one month as a floater. Hope I'll never be working with any of them in the future.