Moved.

To a location with bigger photos.

http://www.dtxr.wordpress.com

The Old Ones.

I just spent a while looking through my old blog, browsing through my older entries from years back. It's amazing how much I used to reveal on such a public forum (although I did lock my diary), and how much I've changed since.

I was looking at what I wrote years back, and it felt like I was reading about another person's life altogether.

It's that time of the year again

Christmas lights are up! 

It's that time of the year again.

But first, it's another 12 days of hell.

First Encounter with an Owl

Look what my grandfather found in his room the other day. And here I thought owls were only found in enchanted forests and harry-potter-like stories.

Bug

The Bug that was in my room the ENTIRE night

The picture is supposed to be rotated the other way round, but I was sooo proud of myself for trapping the Bug for a whole night between my SKII Miracle water and my Tommy Girl and Saphora Make-up Remover.

broken bed

My bed broke. And now I have to sleep on the floor, with the broken bed next to me. 

How do I get rid of a broken bed?

teenage angst

The teenage angst is back.

and I'm absolutely hating my life right now.

boredom

I've been incredibly bored -- with life in general. The feeling of emptiness is back. And, a lack of meaning in life. These days, the most dreadful thing is waking up in the mornings. Sounds all to familiar to me. I have problems waking up at even 12 in the afternoon and the day seems to pass by so quickly, with nothing accomplished -- it's one thing to be non-productive, and another not to derive any satisfaction out of the non-productivity of the day (if it makes any sense at all). And it gets worse when the work load is piling up, deadlines are drawing near, and the exams are round the (not too big) corner. 

I need something to look forward to when I wake up everyday.

I rode a bike today.

A friend was kind enough to take me out for a spin/lunch on his motorbike and it was a rather thrilling experience. I don't think I make a very good passenger -- I kept screaming "slow down!", "stop cutting in between cars!" and "ahhhhHH!". The wind kept blowing into my eyes, that made my contacts really really dry, and I was so afraid I would somehow topple the bike over, or a car would hit us and we did not have any metal as protection. 

But, the road looks very different on a bike, than it normally does from inside a car. 'Living on the edge' (as he calls it). Strangely, you see things from a different point of view.

the best parenting book

Here's a thought -- the best parenting book you can ever hope to find, is one that is written by yourself. Write down all the things you were unhappy about when you were growing up, things your parents did that you absolutely hated, and when you're a parent, pick it up, read it, and try remember what it was like being young.

"toy dogs are useless creatures"

While in the car with Jared and Drea, Jared suddenly made a very interesting observation. He said that "toy dogs are the most useless creatures in the world". Toy dogs play no role in the entire eco-system, are absent from the food chain, and exist today mainly as a form of entertainment for human beings. If a particular toy dog, like a maltese, beagle, or a poodle were to go extinct, will it affect the world at all? (other than depriving humans of a cute pet).

my damn cough

I'm still sick, and it's annoying the hell out of me.

I hate coughs, because it always seems to take forever to go away. I can't sleep, because I wake up in the night coughing, I get tired in the day (due to the lack of sleep at night), and I can't drink anything remotely refreshing (ie cold).

And it's not a pretty sight.  It's been 3 weeks, and counting.

my age

I was at a dinner party last weekend and someone asked me how old I was. It took me a good 5 seconds to think and reply "I'm 22".

Even then, I was not sure.

First day of school

School's starting tomorrow.

There was once, a long long time ago, when I really didn't want the holidays to end. It was the best holiday I ever had. I dreaded the idea of going to school the next day, and the thought of the next long holiday seemed (at that point in time) like forever-more. So, the night before the first day of school, I hid under my blanket, thought of all the good times, and cried.

oreo cheesecake

People (my friends) have been complaining about my stagnant blog.

Well, a really really long time ago, I set up diaryland as a form of catharsis. I had no problems thinking of things to write, and in fact, I relied on it quite a bit. It helped me to vent out whatever feelings I had, and because blogs weren't such a common thing back then, I didn't really have to worry about random people judging my inner most feelings.

These days, I seem to be struggling to fill the pages. Maybe it's because I'm happier (or at least I'm no longer an angry teenager), thus no longer the need for frequent catharsis, or maybe it's because I'm very reluctant to share my personal feelings in a very public forum. Instead, I now write because I believe it's the most effective way of keeping in touch with my friends overseas, especially with us all being in different countries. I admit to stalking my friends' blogs sometimes, because it makes me feel like I still know what's going on with their lives, even if we do not talk on a frequent basis. I know my (best of) friends do the same.

So, because I have absolutely nothing particularly interesting to talk about tonight, I leave you with a picture of what I did today -- I baked a cake. (an oreo cheesecake).

halloOoo world!

Finally, after a good 7 years, I've decided to abandon diaryland for blogspot! *clap clap*
Thanks to Miss ATZM, I'm in lurvee with the new layout. In exchange for her hard work, I've promised her I'll start blogging again.
So, watch out for this space (it's not totally completed yet), and look out for some exciting times ahead!