Missing Ruler

It's never easy to write a beautiful, coherent entry and I've never known how to begin properly, even when I exciting things to share.

Anyway, today began quite marvellously. It was a lovely morning I spent in school, followed by an excellent, bright and sunny afternoon (though a little too sunny) and I thought to myself on my way home on the public bus that it'd be the best day to study. What more could motivate me to hide myself in an air-conditioned room for longer than what is healthy? (I am assuming you've forgotten my favourite pasttime though.)

I rushed home (as in spiritually, because royals are required to keep their composure), took a shower and sat myself down in my boudoir-cum-study. I removed the 30cm pile of rubble from my desk and placed them, staggering a little, on my bed. I took Sammi (as in the pencil case, not the lady) out and started placing my stationery in neat lines parallel to each other and to the ends of my table, because it is, well, my anal habit to do so. It was then that to be absolute and utter HORROR, I noticed the absence of my trusty clear-and-grey ruler!!!

I calmed myself down, muttered a little prayer for strength and sat my hefty bottom on my bed. Where could it be? There was absolutely no way I was going to let my favourite ruler leave my side. I've developed deep feelings for that ruler of mine. He's a beautiful thing, and though only 15 centimetres tall, he has a sexy and very distinct scar across his mid-section, which is, incidentally, how I identify my little ruler. After all, he's the only one who's been really sweet, accompanying me throughout my days in Sec 4 and in Hwa Chong up till now. I was going to find him, and I was completely determined to do so.

I searched around suspiciously, for bits and pieces, tiny little clues to where he might have been hiding. But that elusive little brat refused to emerge, despite my desperate and repeated attempts to lure him into a dramatic re-appearance. I began to think like and behave like Holmes (Sherlock, not Katie), searching, peering, even going on all fours to search beneath my bed and frog-rug for him. I was very tempted to jump on my maid from behind and question her about the Missing Ruler, but I withheld myself. And even after twenty minutes of search, there wasn't a single sight, nor the slightest clue of him.

Well, there are several reasons to his sudden disppearance. One of my girl-friends might have borrowed him for the night. Or maybe he slipped out of Sammi when I brought them to school, and is now lonely and deserted in an obscure location (or Lo! the garbage!). But nevertheless, I assume he is gone for now and probably forever.

When it's time to let him go, I'll just let go. :)