OMG! I totally forgot for 10 years that I had a blog!

I was just searching for some information online, which led me to a blogger.com page, which led me to notice that I was logged in, which led me to check out the menu and profile out of curiosity, and which led to the discovery or should I say rediscovery of MY BLOG.

W.O.W.

I HAD TOTALLY FORGOTTEN ABOUT IT.

Last posting was in 2007. This is 2016. That's a whole 10 years that went by without recalling this site. Bits and pieces of memory only came back after reading through the posts.

This was a blog set up for my own ramblings, the saner versions that my friends might read. I had another blog in chinese, a Taiwan site I recall, where I'd put more effort in editing pictures of colourful rain boots and wrote anonymously. I think I stopped blogging in both sites at about the same time.

I can't recall why I stopped but it wasn't deliberate. From the date of the last posting, it certainly coincided with my onset of Grave's Disease (there was half a year where I was really ill with an autoimmune disease but was wrongly diagnosed as anxiety and given sleeping pills, no thanks to NHS...) and I probably had enough of writing for a lifetime while working on my Thesis.

It felt really creepy reading what was written back then, and revisiting the thoughts that had once occupied my head which I have no recollections of.

I have decided not to delete it as it reminded me of the life I used to have. A great life in another part of the world. And I hope it'll not take another 10 years for me to come back to this site again.

Friends, if you happen to see this, please leave me a message. I really wonder who else is still active on blogger.com. Happy 10th year anniversary too.

S.H.O.C.K.

OK, I just saw my writings torn up in front of me.

But not to worry, as it was just a misunderstanding and I'm just trying to get over the feelings of shock and disbelief which are now unfounded.

I was at a meeting with my supervisor going over corrections, and he said something about this piece of writing being fine and then just tore it up in front of me before his words sunk in.

Well, that's what he does to papers or documents that no longer requires his attention but it is still quite unsettling to witness the unfortunate event, especially when it was done to a piece of work you have so earnestly and dedicatedly produced.

I was speechless for a couple of seconds until I realise that the section he tore up didn't need any corrections, so he actually meant well.

but the tremors... gosh... I can still feel the lingering effects of that initial devastation.

A word that describes itself

I found today's 'word of the day' recommenation from yourdictionary.com rather amusing.

The word is ' Rodomontade ', which refers to pretentious boasting or bragging.

Quote: "Suggested Usage: This is the pretentious means of referring to pretentious boasting. Using the word itself is a sort of rodomontade."

Now, that's a proud and contemptious word indeed, with quite a character!