Just Sad

I know I wouldn't be sad if I'd be the one to leave the country for a work (or an adventure or an opportunity or school) abroad.

On Sunday, Mon is set to fly to Vietnam. A new work in a new place. I should be happy, but I am sad. Well, I'm also happy for him.

He got a call last week telling him that he'd be going first week of February. Two weeks of notice. He accepted this job last December, but there was not definite date yet then. So it still feels like a rush. In a few days, I won't be able to call him via Globe's P20 for 20 minutes anymore. In a few days, we'd be relying more on Internet chats. And I won't be able to hug him as easily.

Hay, just sad. I'm wondering how it would be like. (It's not easy pala to write this down... to write how I feel about him working so far away from me.)

At least one thing's making me feel good: Vietnam is very near this beloved country and definitely easier to go to than if he went to Middle East. I should now be saving for my second foreign trip hehe (but I don't have a job. bah.)