The last thing anyone should ever do to me is to take my dinner away from me. Hello, that was the REMAINDER of my lunch, and I just wanna eat it in peace, and YOU had to come and say "Wah, so oily. You don't eat this, go take the rice in the kitchen, I'll eat this for you." And the next moment everyone's had a spoonful of my lunch-cum-dinner EXCEPT ME.
HELLO?!
WTH IS THIS?!
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I decided just this afternoon that my table deserved a huge spring-cleaning (barely 2 weeks after doing one), so I chucked everything onto the floor and junked a humungous bag of unwanted stuff. Still, I'm clueless as to what to do with that 26 issues of E-Pop piling on my table, hundreds of postcards collected over a span of 4 years, my CD-shop collection of music CDs and sorts.
Garage sale, anyone?
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