The only one left of my "old guard" of good friends leaves in about half an hour's time for the UK to do her Masters. The next time I'll see her, as with all my other good friends, is in just over a year's time. We've known each other since we were seven and I've always been in a country where at least three or more of my favourite people were in. But this year, it's different. I'm the first one among them to start work. It doesn't matter that I'll be getting higher pay by the time they start work. I miss having people around I can talk to and make stupid comments with and just laugh and laugh and laugh at absolutely nothing at all without having people think I'm mad.

To my good friend: Bye, take care, and see you soon, dear!