My story is a sad one. [img]smilies/frown.gif[/img] When I was a foreign exchange student many long years ago (there were dinosaurs in Costa Rica then), the only book I took along with me was, you guessed it, The Lord of the Rings. I lost count of how many times I read it through that year, but lost interest when I fell in love. [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img] At the end of the year, I had to leave, but not everything fit in my suitcase. I asked my boyfriend to keep my copy of LOTR until I came back. I knew that I would come for the book, even if the relationship went sour. Well, I did...15 years later. Not only was the jerk married, but he'd lost my books! Imagine! Not waiting! Well, I got the collector's edition in the meantime. [img]smilies/tongue.gif[/img]
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Tell me, who are you, alone, yourself and nemeless? - Tom Bombadil
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