I was a bookworm

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Before the existence of technology (i.e smartphones, laptops, computers, you get the gist),

I was a bookworm. 

Yes, I enjoy reading. Although these days my reading materials consists of my favourite bloggers,

occasionally columnist on newspapers (although I rarely do that nowadays), 

random articles that I find interesting on Twitter (Thought Catalog mostly, lol)

and sometimes, online newspapers.

See how the technology reduced my reading materials?

Not to mention, it has reduced my attention span on reading.

Explains why my grades eventually dropped when I enter university haha. 

I have the attention span of a goldfish.

I was always a person with the attention span of a goldfish,

can't stand doing the same thing for a long time.

But yes, like I've mentioned earlier, I was a bookworm.

The smell of books makes me high (not in the wrong way).

I started reading at a very young age.

I believe I was four, or was it five, when I started reading my first book.

Perks of being a teacher's daughter, I guess (language teachers some more).

And even though I entered kindergarten later than most people (due to transportation problems back then),

I was actually one of the brightest (I think), in my class.

I mean, why else would I have a certificate saying that I am the best student award? Haha.

I was even a member of the then DBKU City Library which was situated behind Hopoh,

(I don't even know where the current DBKU library is situated -_-")

 along with my parents.

Once every fortnight, Papa would bring me to the library and he will let me borrow as many books as I want, even using the quotas entitled under his name as well as mummy's.

I will always look forward to the visits to library, for I know,

every visit to the library means I get to read new books.

When I was younger, I enjoy reading BM books, mostly about investigations, where the investigator is a girl of a very young age. 

I guess that's how I pick up my curiosity on things/life haha.

As I grew older, I like different kinds of books.

Although I can't remember what kind of books I read, but what I do remember is that I enjoy BM novels.

Romance ones especially.

I remember once upon a time, I can actually read a BM romance novel in just one day over the school holidays.

That's how much a bookworm I was until........

I discovered, THE INTERNET.

I was sixteen when Papa decided to installed Streamyx at home.

I can't remember why he installed it, but I remember how happy I was when he did, that I actually told my friends about it.

And then, one day, my friend suggested that I should get into this social networking website, called,

FRIENDSTER.

To kids of this age, in the case of you do not know what is this thing called Friendster,

it was the Facebook during my time. 

If you have a Friendster back then, you were considered the "cool kids". Yerr.. Lol

And I can safely say, books are not my best friend anymore.

The closest thing I have to reading is by reading textbooks, or literature books for exam purposes.

Oh, not forgetting my Cleo magazines.

I've been a loyal reader of Cleo magazine since I was seventeen, thanks to my school's effort of making each class to have a reading corner.

The cool kids were always the ones who donates books, magazines and such, and among the magazines that they donate is Cleo.

Because I don't have the money to buy such magazines back then, 

the only time I get to read Cleo was in school, from our reading corner. Haha.

But as I turn eighteen, I usually use my own salary to buy Cleo; sometimes I had my then boyfriend to pay the magazine. 

Yes, I was the kind of girl who makes her boyfriend pays for the smallest thing, even a magazine. 

Although, I am not one anymore.

Anyhoo, back to my book stories.

Let's just conclude that after the age of eighteen, I stopped reading storybooks altogether (the last book I read was, the Jackie Kennedy autobiography, at one of the school's available reading corner. And mind you, it was a very, thick book, especially for a seventeen-year-old who is going to sit for her SPM).

And this persists even up to my university days.

Although I do find myself reading some self help books every now and then

(cue in Chicken Soup for the Soul here),

I am like most typical Malaysians, who reads only two books or less throughout one year.

However, suddenly, this year, I picked up my reading hobby again

because I found myself having the time of my life.

You know, by being unemployed (except for the seven weeks I became a relief teacher) and all.

And so far, I have read three books, 

1. The Secret by Rhonda Byrne

The best friend is kind enough to let me borrow this book because she realized that I keep finding myself falling for guys who are "emotionally" unavailable for me, when I am willing to give so much for them.
It was really an eye opener for me.
I mean, I had waited for almost two years for something to happen when clearly,
this dude had moved on waaaaay ahead than I was.
And this book, just proves that I am was stupid for waiting for such a long time for someone to be emotionally available for me.