Wow... to think that at first I thought I would religiously update my blog everyday but now, I haven't updated my blog for more than a month! Is it true that they say new broom sweeps clean?

Well, I must have been too busy! Apart from the piling workload, I've got tonnes of mails to attend to and millions of forwarded mails to chain up. Time at home is normally spent at the dining table, in front of TV set, or right before the keyboard. Yamaha keyboard to be precise. The Logitech keyboard has now become just part of the untouched piece of furniture in my room because the PC is being rebellious again! Or maybe age has caught up with it that it too, like the broom, can't sweep clean anymore.

As the world of Internet drifts further and further away from my home, I've found myself turning into a bookworm, complete with mortar board and spectacles. I've found back my long-lost obsession with novels, thanks to Al who happened to step into a book rental store after our dinner last Wednesday.

Starting from that night till yesterday's evening, I had been on numerous shopping trips with Rebecca Bloomwood, the heroine meets financial journalist in "The Secret Dreamworld of a Shopaholic" (written by Sophie Kinsella). As one of the It-girls in London, Rebecca sure was good with all the designer brands. She believed that retail therapy could cure all worries but never did she realise that retail therapy was the cause of most of her money woes as she ran into credit card debts. The various excuses she gave to the banks were all very lame but funny. Then she embarked on a cost-cutting exercise which backfired. For instance, she thought she would cook curry at home instead of spending money on takeaway curry, but she ended up buying more stuffs, from recipe book to apron, to prepare for the happy meal. To worsen the situation, her home-cooked curry was too hot to be consumed (by Western standard, I suppose) that she still had to order curry on home delivery service.

So she decided to make more money instead to pay off her debts. There was the photo frame project which turned out to be disastrous. Then the part-time job at a boutique which only lasted for a few hours as she tried to hide a pair of jeans she fancied a lot from a customer. Then, her impressive resume which stated that she could speak fluent Finnish earned her an interview with a Finnish bank but she just ran away the moment the interviewer started rattling off in Finnish which sounded more like Greek to her.

One might think that perhaps she would have better luck in the love department with her attractiveness. Unfortunately, that didn't go well for her too. As her whole world seemed to be tumbling down on her, she decided to return to her parents' home as a form of escapism. By chance, she learnt that her earlier mindless investment advice to her old neighbours had caused them to miss a windfall of 20K pounds. In the midst of her self-blaming, she suddenly discovered that there was some disintegrity on the financial company's part. From then on, life took a complete turn for her. From a materialistic financial journalist with lots of financial problems, she transformed into a cause-fighting investigative journalist who regularly appeared on TV morning show to answer callers' questions on financial matters.

Of course, with her new status, she became more financially stable so her relationship with the banks improved. In fact, she also found a new beautiful relationship with one of the Top 100 Richest Men in England.

After having tagged along Rebecca on her shopping trips, now I wish to follow her go take a tour abroad as well as attend her wedding. I must get hold of "Shopaholic Abroad" and "Shopaholic Ties The Knot" fast.