The Wolf's back... somebody stop me!!

I am trying SO HARD not to think about it... but the eventuality of it will have me running to South City Plaza from November 12 and spend my hard earned moolah on my favorite drug - BOOKS!

Oh yes, the Big Bad Wolf is back! And the Big Bad Sale will this time around, be held outside the Klang Valley, in Seri Kembangan to be precise (I'm pretty sure my Geography is not lost on me).

I promised myself that I will be shopping for Christmas presents and maybe get a couple of hardcovers for me. I mean, the over RM200 that I spent at last year's sale are still sitting in an eco-friendly bag by my bed!! There's just too little time to read when you're dead tired after work. But I plan to finish those books.

So yeah, I'm going to need more reading material, but of course the bulk will be pressies and I've already prepared the list... a very short one. :( Yeah, not everyone in my family or even my extended family, read all that much.

I hope I won't have to keep what I get for them, for myself (smiling devilishly!). Well, I can never get enough of books, so sue me if I do!!

But NO! I have to control myself. I'll just keep my credit card at home and carry a set amount of cash. Enough to get what's on my list. And if there isn't enough...? Well, I'll borrow from my best friend, who'll be joining me that very first day.

I'm ready, counting the days... I've already applied for leave. Now, to set reminders on my cellphone. :P

It's been a while...

Wow, it’s been some time since I’ve updated my blog.

Blame it on a lack of inspiration or just plain exhaustion, I simply have not been excited enough to share my thoughts or vent my anger at whatever it is that may be driving me crazy.

But I plan to change that.

I need to be inspired! Been feeling like a drone, that wakes up each evening, fills up and heads out the door to work…. Doing the same thing five days a week, then return home on weekends only to do… nothing?

I’ve tried digging out the creative artist in me, by making jewelry at one point. I went online and bought numerous bits and bobs like beads and findings, hoping to create a masterpiece or two. I did succeed at selling off a few of my trinkets… and instead of that being the catalyst for me to keep going, I just stopped. There went any ideas I had about starting my own little business.

Then, I thought, maybe I could design and sew bags! Purses, a few clutches, handbags… a lady could always do with another accessory to bring her whole outfit together! Feeling gung-ho, I went shopping for interesting fabrics that I could work magic with. Then I came out with a few items, some I gifted and a few were sold… but again, it didn’t give me the motivation to pursue this new-found interest I had in making bags.

Looking back now, I realized that as much as I wanted a new ambition that would take me out of this rut of a mundane five-days-a-week job, I was really looking to break away from the norm and do something that I actually love to do! But what is it?

Sifting through my childhood, the only things that made me happy, apart from playing games and being active, was my love for books. I enjoyed school, in spite of challenges I faced being the odd kid, and learning opened a world of endless possibilities! There was something new to learn every day, something exciting, exotic, scary and also gross! And books were my escape.

From the Dick and Jane series to Enid Blyton's treasures in my childhood, to Nancy Drew and then later, Mills & Boon romance (yuck! now that I think about it), oh how I loved the worlds I was able to enter from one book to the next.

From this love sprouted a desire to create my own world of make-believe... and while some would act this out, I was better suited to writing down my thoughts, dreams and fantasies. Of course, there was the odd story-telling competition which I'd won back in school, but I was (and still am) too shy to let my body express the way I would tell a tale.

I've been writing ever since, but it was more for myself than anyone else. Perhaps it's time to test the waters to see if the world shares my thoughts, words and ideas.