I do love to write. In fact, I did attempt to write while in primary school. Those who have heard of the "Malaysian Post" might come across my name (though not always), the budding poet at that time. Scribbling bittersweet jests about my friends and life. Then I stopped. I didn't know why but I stopped. Maybe I ran out of ideas or maybe I just felt I have to stop. Life during secondary school was hectic and I loved to use that as an excuse but I couldn't. Of course, my energy was chanelled towards different 'artistic' activities (acting,singing, debating, reciting poems, etc etc) but I wrote no more.
Then I joined local college pursuing everybody's dream (I was offered accountancy program). I dreaded the experience, trapped in the land of everyone's ambitious choice and not mine. Until I got this jolting wake-up call. In one of my English class presentations, instead of relaying on the 'how to do/make/cook/sew something, something" episode, I recited a poem, called "The Tree". I couldn't recall the author but then and there I realised juggling numbers for a career is not my forte. I want to lead an amazing life, doing something I always love. I started writing again. I wrote another poem and entered it in a competition during English Language week in college. "Life as a UNI student" won a place (second or third, if I remembered correctly) and I was estatic. Again, the urge to write was short-lived though my passion for theatre was ultimately heightened. I did write, for class assignment most of the time, occassionally doing it as favors for friends (and always when I am bored with class lecture) since I changed my degree to English Literature - a change mostly dedicated to my fascination with theatre.
The period where I really write, and I mean seriously writing was while I was doing my PhD (2002-2005). My poems ranged from sarcatic views, humorous criticisms and pitiful lamentations, posted in the community webpage. Sadly I did not even thought of compiling all these. Seriously, I posted the only copy in the webpage and that's it. Friends in the community enjoyed reading these and would tease my Yours Truly (since he often becomes the subject of my 'creative' endevour). I wrote in both English and Malay, well depending on how sarcastic I wished to be at the point of writing.
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| Hmm... might not be a suitable picture for this post but it does hint at my passion. Well, he's a writer too by the way |
Well, true to my word, I do love to write. My first posting as a blogger is the proof. I can go on but I won't bore you, yet... So, let's see how far I would go in my journey as a blogger. Would this experience put me off again? Or would it motivate me to go on? It took me a while to reach here. At least, the very least, I am now a BLOGGER. Hurrraayyy!!!One more item off my 2012 to do list...

a writer needs a reader...here's ur first commentor! (because she's read the post, so she can comment:P)
ReplyDeleteI'm particularly interested in the "artistic" activity labelled "singing". Wondering when I will be witnessing the grand performance?! :P
will invite more readers soon. just testing the water and see how far it goes. thanks for the comment...
Deleteha,ha,ha...you should sit in my class more often. did that just to wake the students up. not because it sounds good, it's otherwise :)