I love

I'm not a very hard person to please. I'm a bit fussy about some things like margins and justified text and highlighters, but apart from all that I think its really easy to make me happy. But I'm not one of those overly bubbly people. I cant stand people who are cheerful all the time. I'm sure they are really nice people, but it really irritates me for some reason. Anyhow since, I've been extremely grumpy all day today, what could be better than making a list of things that might help me feel better?

I love:

1. Getting under my duvet on winter afternoons to read my book and then napping for a few hours. I love afternoon naps. I normally don't ever have time for them and they make me feel very grandmother-ly, but I do enjoy them very much.
2. Kissing my dad (on his cheek, of course) after he's just shaved and smelling his aftershave.
3. Having chilled coke on a hot summer day. Mind you, if you put ice into it I shall be very annoyed.
   
4. Watching a good movie on my own on television. The worse thing you can do in my house is watch a movie with my parents because they keep talking randomly all through movies. I don't think they get the seriousness of listening to each and every dialogue in a film.
   
5. Wearing tiny skirts with flip flops all through summer and not caring about how chubby/fat I think I look because there is always someone on the street that looks worse than me.
   
6. Eating ice cream with TPF. I'm one of those people who do not like to experiment with new ice cream flavours. I suppose this would make me an old school ice cream eater. Also, I dislike chocolate ice cream. I'm a terrible person. I love chocolate, but cannot bear to eat pure chocolate ice cream. EW!
   
7. Walking from the tram stop to my house after uni every day with my ipod. Mind you, I only like walking back home, not walking towards the tram stop because that means that I have a whole day of lectures ahead of me. I also like taking the tram instead of the bus or the metro to uni, it makes me feel very quaint.
   
8. Scarfs. I love scarfs and everything about them. I love how they feel nice and warm around your neck and how warm they feel because of your body heat when you take them off.
9. New episodes of my favourite TV shows. I religiously watch Lost, Scrubs, Desperate Housewives, Heroes and Veronica Mars every week and I need to have updates otherwise I get very, very irritated at the world.
   
10. Being nice and dry under an umbrella when its raining. I love umbrellas enough to write blog posts about them too. I know, I should really stop being sentimental about inanimate objects.

and one more because I like prime numbers

11. Getting into bed each night. The Scarlet O'Hara in me still has a small hope that everything is going to be alright when I wake up the next day.

Dear Diary,

Exactly one year ago, on this day, I finally decided to enter the technological world of geek-dom and get myself a blog, an online journal of sorts.

I know I haven't been the most faithful blog writer in the world and have let you down so many times. You have to understand that I am but an inexperienced, fickle, hormonal teenager quite prone to angst filled outbursts (for one more year, at least) and this sort of behaviour is what is expected of me. Sometimes, pressures from the society can be quite burdening, and I am forced to behave in the manner people expect a person in my age group to behave in.

A lot of things can happen in the period of a year, but a lot of things can remain the same too. I have not yet managed to find solutions to issues that I promised to last year. The world still has a lot of problems such as global warming, Dan Brown, nuclear weapons, K-Fed, Iraq, Paris Hilton's wardrobe and Darfur; but rest assured, I am still working on them, and maybe one day, who knows, I might actually miraculously do something to solve them.

Even though I haven't done much in this whole year, there are some things that I have successfully managed to accomplish. I have gotten myself successfully out of high school, for one. Sometimes, on the most angst filled days of my teenage career, it used to seem that my school building was going to keep me hostage in its murky corridors for the rest of my life. But I have managed to surpass my fears, graduate from high school and have gotten myself enrolled into a university.

My entire blogging experience has been disappointingly wonderful. I do not have scary stories of Internet stalkers to narrate to my grandchildren. But I have met some really great people though you, my dearest journal. Both Ash and Szerelem did not turn out to be porn stars in disguise, paedophiles or middle aged men with no life, but relatively normal people. I have also not succeeded in maintaining my anonymity thanks to certain people on here who couldn't resist looking me up on facebook.

I am not going to make you fickle promises for next year, dearest diary because I don't intend to keep them. But what I can assure you is that I shall do my best and become the better person you want me to be.

With much love from your one and only,
Pan

Exams!

GAH!

Am taking a mini-break. Will be back at the end of January.

Paris!

I'm not much of a photographer, so I'm just going to upload just a few pictures on here. I always thought that Paris was over rated, but I am very glad to say that I was wrong. It is one of the most beautiful places I've ever been to in my entire life. To say that I absolutely loved it would really be an understatement.

We were there for just five days, which I have to admit is really not enough for a person to completely explore Paris. All we managed to see were the main tourist attractions. I suppose, they are the main tourist attractions for a reason and from whatever little sightseeing we did, it was wonderful.
I know a lot of people don't actually like the Eiffel Tower and think it to be a metal monstrosity. I actually liked it. It was exactly how I imagined it to be; metal and brown. Yeah, the Eiffel tower is brown. I'm really glad that I knew that it was brown before I actually went there, otherwise I would have been severely annoyed.

The line to go the tower was a nightmare, but we eventually managed to get up to the top because we ahem, kind of managed to skip the queue by perfectly legal means. The view is brilliant and its worth going up there. I read somewhere that Tom Cruise proposed to Katie Holmes on top of the Eiffel Tower. How much do you want to bet that Tom and Katie didn't have to stand for 3 hours in a queue to get up to the top? I'm sure Tom had the whole tower reserved for the evening or something. Hell, if a man reserved the Eiffel tower for me for an evening, I'd totally marry him and become a Scientology expert. Morals be damned!

French food is absolutely delicious (i.e full of millions of calories). I've managed to gain almost 2 kilos in 5 days, even with all the walking we did (which was really a lot!). I feel fat now, but it was worth every calorie and cent, I have to say.

My poor friends got tired of me pointing out cute apartments all over the city that I would eventually be owning when I am older and much more richer. I have decided that one day, I'm going to become the Donald Trump of Paris and my great real estate choices are going to make poor old Donald turn in his grave (because by the time I get rich, he is surely going to be dead).

I just got back a two days ago. I've been thinking about it and I still cant figure out which was my favourite area in Paris, the one that I would absolutely love to go back to again. I think it might be the Quartier Latin or the Opéra, but I don't think I'll ever make my mind up. The trip was also a lot more fun because we went by train. I've always loved travelling by train. It just makes the whole experience so much more fun, according to me, especially if the train is a sleeper.