Secure Empty Trash.
<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://petitinvention.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/stinky_trash-petitinvention.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img class="aligncenter" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 0px; text-align: center; cursor: hand; width: 320px;" src="http://petitinvention.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/stinky_trash-petitinvention.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></p> <p style="font-style: italic; font-size: 10px; text-align: center;">image borrowed from <a href="http://petitinvention.wordpress.com/">PetitInvention</a></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">I've always held a great respect for tenure. In fact, my life is filled with positions that are held for long periods of time: my family I've had all my life; my real friends are at least a decade old; exes last at the very least 9 months (or at least long enough to get someone pregnant); careers are several years in the making; even crushes (the palpable ones at least), I've kept for more than 365 days, and so on. The same thing goes for things I hold in great value -- my grade school exams, the first notebook I bought in Europe, pens I got on sale during high school, and love letters I received from relationships of yore (read: 1990) -- all these are still stored in a locked place in my house waiting for the day I decide to re-file them, or finally throw them away.<div class="qodef-more-link-container"><a itemprop="url" href="https://www.riccichan.com/2008/11/secure-empty-trash/#more-14" target="_self" class="qodef-btn qodef-btn-medium qodef-btn-solid"> <span class="qodef-btn-text">Continue reading</span> </a></div></p>