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Monday, November 17, 2008
books are part of me 10:35 AM

It's 12 plus already and in 5hours' time, I shall be out of Singapore! Okays, at least it's something to rejoice about though it is just a 3days trip to Genting. At least it beats slacking at home and doing nothing Rights? lol.

Since today is the official last day that I could go out before work starts, I decided to do something meaningful and that's selling my books. Alright, I know it's no big deal but I treasure this trip a lot. The day before my holiday was not spent packing my clothing but spent finding a second master for my precious books. At least the day had not gone to waste at home.

However, it was a rush decision though. My mum's nagging was all it takes to motivate me to get it done, once and for all. Seriously, I think all females posses this incredible ability and that is to nag non-stop for days and even months! Especially when they reached the big FOUR-ZERO and everyone starts calling them aunties, that's when the hormones kicks in and the deadly menopause takes over their minds. Ever after, our whole family suffers in dead silence and we never experience peace.(exaggerated)

Back to the topic.
I met up with Pearl and Jia Rui at Compass and headed to Bras Pasah, which was later joined by Nigel. Though I am still, very reluctant to sell my books, I forced myself to think that it would be a 'better future' for them. I convinced myself that bookworms who treasure every single page of my books would be their next master and chanted it in my head throughout the trip. So it was either the previous bookstore that we bought our TYSes from or the bigger bookstore with greater variety. We thought that the previous bookstore uncle was too qian da so we chose the bigger bookstore instead. A much amiable uncle, but still another Indian, greeted us and persuaded us to sell the books for just $0.50 per kilogram. At first, I was stunned as these books are brought for more than 10bucks per copy. How could they do that? It's like they have became some worthless banana notes overnight. But alright, for the sake of my books, I sold them for just 6bucks for 25cm-tall pile.

I felt as if I have betrayed my books.

I grabbed the money and stuffed it in my pouch. Goodbye my books. My heart etched increasing with each step I took. All my stars, all my apples are gone, forever.

I will love you all always.


The remaining days that we spend shall be marked by these photos. Our friendship shall not be forgotten.
Me. Nigel. Pearl.

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