Over the past few years, I lost my title as a bookworm, and I am not happy. Or perhaps I just called myself one. I can't even recall the last time I read a book just because I wanted to. The only things that come to my imagination when you mention the word "books" were my textbooks. As of now, I don't have any textbooks, though I will be getting them soon after I start Form 6. Honestly speaking, I loved reading. I could delve into the world of imaginations and conjure up images of my own. I was in a world no one but me could ever understand. The mind that could wander freely in the undisturbed realm that exists only between me and the book I was holding. I used to spend days, or perhaps weeks and months in that little box I called reading.

When I was in primary school, I was really proud of myself for reading alot. My library card was always in the school library. I only got my library card back in my posessioni when I wasn't allowed to borrow books during holidays or exam periods. I had bookshelves filled with tons of books. I knew every book I had and even the kind of stories that were contained within their ink filled pages. Those were the days. It had started out as a way for me to improve my language and expand my vocabulary, but then I fell in love with the books to the extent that I read them everyday. You could say that was one of the reasons why I have bad eyesight right now. The same goes for my sister. 

But somewhere along the line, I lost my passion for reading. I couldn't bear to pick up a book to read anymore. Was it because I had no time ? Or is that just an excuse I'm making up on the spot ? I even lost my passion for writing. Would you believe me if I said that I wrote a few storybooks before ? I kept pushing myself forward with the hopes of writing a bestseller one day ! I even drew the illustrations and coloured them in ! I remember showing my friends and asking them to read it so I could know their opinions on it. I was so happy. I was. I don't know why I stopped writing, but I don't have those books with me anymore. I must have disposed of them a really long time ago. Maybe I should try writing another book ? :) What do you think ? Should I try to spin another story to pull you into my little world ? :)

Putting that aside, I believe it has been a really long time since I last wrote such a lengthy post. Maybe I just wanted to test how bad my English has dropped since I stopped schooling. I'm trying to start reading again. Thank goodness my sister has a few books that I haven't read. I just hope these books don't become movies later on or bore me to the extent of giving up on the book. Most book-turn-movies don't live up to my expectations anyway. Sometimes it's just better for books to remain books. It's just my two cents though.

I still don't understand that quote even though I'm using it in this blogpost. Maybe I'll understand once I dive back into my world of reading. I become slighty more unsociable that way though. But it was okay in the past. Everyone was reading anyways !! Hehe. Recommend me some nice books if you know any , please !