The Ruler

During my school days (even during the university years...and nowadays), I like long ruler.
The long and flexible ruler.
Just like the black-ink pen case, I'm obssesed with my long flexible ruler.
I hate it so much whenever I lost or misplaced it...I just couldn't stop thinking about it.
I hate it when there's an obvious black mark along the ruler, usually happened when you used the ruler to draw a line using the marker pen. I would cleaned it, either using the paper or tissue.
Because I LOVE my long and flexible ruler so much, everytime I bought a new one, I would write my name on it, using a marker. So that everyone knew that that's MINE! It's funny when I think about it...I hardly believe how OBSESSED I was that time.
Now, just like the black-ink pen, I'm not that OBSESS anymore.
I dont' mind if my name isn't written on it.
I don't mind if there's a black mark along the ruler.
But I still DO MIND if I lost it.
And oh ya, the more yellowish the ruler become, the more I love it...because it tells how long it has been loyal to me...  :)