Well one thing's for sure, I am addicted to stationery. I love stationery with a passion and every time I lose something (unlikely) or someone steals/borrows something (often) and I can see myself never meeting that little piece of stationery again, a little part of me dies inside and I feel a dull, cold ache in my heart as I resentfully mourn the loss of my beloved pen/highlighter/pencil. Now you'd wonder why I'd care so much for something so easily replaceable. Well, truth be told, I make plans for these little pieces of stationery. I start to chalk my days out based on how well and effectively I can use my stationery especially if it's a beloved classic or a brand new one. It feels like my world's turning upside down, it feels like everyone is conspiring against me just so they can see my beautiful plans fail. I really need my colour pens back. I charted out where I would be using them and which one would write the final "DONE :D" on my exam timetable on the last day. I feel like I've lost some sort of equilibrium that was established when I recently acquired these new pens. I obviously really really need them back.
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