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newly realised fact: i've fallen in love.

i've fallen in love with newspapers.

Newspapers.

i opened my house doors at 10 am today for my daily dose of blackish paper and to my utmost horror, the papers just weren't there.

neither were my parents. maybe the papers' disappearance had something to do with them, i thought. after all, they do have a strange habit of kidnapping the newspapers whenever they wanted me to "concentrate on my homework".

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it was only after i switched on my phone and saw the oncoming flood of "merry christmas"es that it finally dawned on me that the straits times just weren't gonna make it today. after all, their journalists need rests.

slumping onto the sofa, i started sulking. was this how christmas was going to start... without newspapers.

imagine. just imagine a day without newspapers. not knowing the latest soccer news, headlines............ etc. *shivers*

luckily, half an hour later, the master of the house came home armed with "the new paper".

i could finally breathe easy.

at least i would end christmas clutching the prints on blackish and recycled paper.