Notes to Self – Page 3 – The Diary of The Deranged Writer

Notes to Self XX

I’m so excited for my birthday next week. (That’s December 5, for those who are asking.) And yes, my birthdays since 2020 have been lovely, but after all the joyful moments this 2025, I have never been beyond-cloud-nine excited for my birthday in years.

And on this 20th Notes to Self, let me share a quote that proves why my 2025 has been the happiest year of my life yet. And this time, this quote comes from my mind.

Notes to Self XIX

I, The Deranged Writer, love any type of music. On every music device I have ever owned, from my third-generation iPod Nano (anyone remember that?) to my iPhone 15, my music library is a melting pot of artists and songs. I was not vocal about my love for various kinds of music though; only a few friends knew this fact.

But that all changed when I found myself on a Dave Grohl interview marathon (for the nth time) on an afternoon in 2011.

This is my 19th Notes to Self.

Notes to Self XVIII

Lately, aside from being consistent in my daily rituals (e.g., updating my journal system, skincare, listening to music), I have been exploring uncharted territory. Every week, I would visit a different café or watch a show I should have watched years ago. (Sorry for being late to the party, fans of the iconic action drama 24. Now I get it.)

But since September started, I need to sacrifice exploring new things—for the next few weeks, at least.

This is my 18th Notes to Self. (Also, I think this is my first time-pressured one?)