My Mundane Weekend
Oh no. it’s Monday again. Time surely flew off the clocks during the weekend. I didn’t do much this weekend. Nothing spectacular, nothing exciting or interesting , nothing out of the ordinary, nothing bizarre or weird happened during my weekend. So, this weekend was pretty mundane.
Let me see,
On Friday:-
After work, I walked to the curve and spent about 2 hours in the MPH Bookstore just browsing through magazines and books. I had wanted to get myself a new book, but the choices were just too vast and I seemed to fall in love every single book there that I had laid my hands upon, so it wasn’t a surprise that being a fickle minded person that I am, I couldn’t decide on which book I like best as there were a few books which seemed really interesting. So I think I will be heading back to the bookstore again sometime soon, maybe today and actually buy a book or two.
I know that I am just weird. Ever since I could read, around 1 or 2yrs old I guess, I just have this unfathomable and undescribable love and fascination for books. I LOVE reading. Reading is my life, my heart and my soul. It completes me. I cannot imagine living a day in my life without reading. Take my precious books away from me and I swear I’ll throw a huge ass tantrum, I protect my books like a lioness protect it’s cubs. I prefer books over Barbie dolls or soft toys. As a matter of fact, I more often than not dismembered and beheaded my Barbie dolls to the point that it drove my mum crazy and she refused to buy me any more dolls. ^^ There was once my mum bought me a Pocahontas doll with lovely long hair and I cut it SHORT. That really pissed my mum off. Tee hee hee . I think my mum was trying to incorporate some girlishness in me but failed miserably.
I am totally not girlish at all. I am not comfortable wearing dresses, because I find them too airy and also I have to sit in a certain manner. . But of course, I will wear dresses occasionally when I really have to. I despise cooking, sewing, gardening, any handicraft, or girlish activities. I only LOVE sports. I play all racquet games and love them to bits, I love swimming, rollerblading, rock climbing, jungle trekking, scuba diving, all sorts. I even did some extreme rollerblading and skateboarding when I was in my teens. I joined my brothers. Hence, which explains all my scars all over my body. It’s really funny, because after I had fallen down for what seemed to be a zillion times, I’ve not so much so fractured a bone in my body. ^^. I dont really fancy having long hair because it's really troublesome when i play loads of sports. I'm just too lazy to tie up my hair each and every time that i play, which explains more often than not my short hairdo. Just for the record I am nonetheless 100% straight. I love only guys. Ask anyone and everyone. Sorry girls. :P
Btw, I also had training in Taekwando, but unfortunately, I only hold a brown-black belt. I dare not take the test for black belt because I was afraid to be beaten up, more than anything else. I was pretty good in the patterns and wood breaking stuff. Thanks to a very bad experience when I took part in a Malacca state Taekwando tournament. A bigger-sized, taller, mean looking girl beat me up quite badly, she showed no mercy at all. She seemed to be holding a terrible grudge and had this fury in her. As the result of that, I had bad swollen shins and knees and arms and body. I was completely banged up. I cried. That was embarrassing. Bloody hell. It was only a tournament and she bullied an innocent looking pint sized girl like me. She should join Thai kick-boxing.. I was traumatized after that. But, I’m still someone that you shouldn’t mess around with. I made other girls cried before too. Nah just kidding.
Thus, my mum actually, seriously announced to the whole wide world that she has four sons. Boink. Everyone thought so too, because I had really short boyish haircut. When my dad mentioned something like “my daughter”, people will ponder, “erm, since when he has a daughter??”. I’m not kidding! hehe
My favourite hang out spot as a child was not Toys’R’Us, it’s the bookstore. I must buy at least a book on every visit. Birthdays and Christmas presents came in forms of books. I would just have this grin on my face when I open my presents. Told ya I’m weird. I would just spend hours cuddling on my bed or on couches pouring over books all through day and night. Holidays are spent alone in my room, just reading. I read all the time. I must read when I’m eating breakfast, lunch or dinner. I read cereal boxes, newspapers, anything. I must read or else, I’ll feel restless. I read in the car. where ever. I read in the bathroom. I must have a book with me at all times, or else I’ll behave like a kid that has lost his or hers pacifier. No joke. That made me extremely happy and contented. I’ll be contented with a good book. Tja, I’m easily pleased. This went on until my university days until my bro, Aaron made a very crude remark “ gosh sis, you are like a bloody hermit, go out and have some fun and get a life!” well, I took his advise seriously and I bet he regrets saying that now. because right now, he can hardly catch me being at home. In the turn of events he now said “ please don’t treat your house like a hotel” tja. Bloody hypocrite. haha It’s too late bro. hehe. :P
Sadly ever since I stepped foot into the working world, I don’t have much time to read anymore. It’s a whole load of lame excuse, I know. But right now, I plan to start reading again. It’ll make me very happy again. This is all that I really need now.
See, just the mention of reading, and I have loads to say. How otherwise do you think my ingenious and creative ideas and thoughts came from? haha.
Reading is my ultimate passion: I wont trade it for the world.
toodles. that's all for now.
will be back with more stuff.
posted by thelinkinparkster @ 4:59 AM
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