golly...

GollyWhatAmIDoing...?
WhatHaveIDone...?

Got myself out of my cosy and well, pretty unchallenging job as English lecturer...and plunge head first into a world so foreign and bewildering and gripping and now there's no turning back! I've always left this world to those who know it best, I would rather curl up with DH Lawrence or even Roald Dahl for my students' classes and yaaawnnn like a well-fed cat on the couch, while waiting for the maid to serve my lunch or that plate of oily jemput-jemput pisang. How simple my life had been, how uncomplicated. Dewy-eyed, languid, composed, lazy...say it, it would fit me perfectly. Find me at Starbucks at 11 a.m. with hot macchiato and that signature donut while taking a breather from shopping for that bit of clothing that I MUST have. My calls would often be unreturned because there I was in Bangkok or Beijing or once or twice, in olde London.

When did my world change? What had metamorphosised me? And most importantly, do I really understand myself now? (gotta pick up ImanImran for a spin in my arms then I'll sit and reflect...)