Date : 01-30-2026

On a cold winter day, a snowman was sitting at a picnic table.

Not next to it. Not under it. On it.

This alone is already suspicious.

Snowmen are supposed to stand in yards and slowly ruin children’s dreams by melting. This one clearly said, “No thanks,” and climbed onto furniture like he paid rent.

Scientists would call this “unexpected behavior.” I call it a glitch in reality.

Let us be honest. Someone did not accidentally put a snowman on a table. That requires effort. Lifting. Balance. Confidence. Whoever built this snowman made a choice. And that choice may have opened a portal.

Because in this universe, snowmen do not sit at tables.

Date : 01-07-2026

My brain:
“Nothing is enjoyable anymore.”

Me:
Drinks water. Goes for a walk.

My brain 10 minutes later:
“Oh… never mind. We’re good.”

Turns out half my problems were dehydration and overthinking.

Date : 07-13-2025

Signal Processing as Soup Cooking” — A Tasty Guide Imagine you’re making a pot of soup. You’re a chef-scientist blending ingredients, and your goal is to understand, enhance, and separate the flavors — just like analyzing and improving a signal. Let’s make the soup to understand –

 0. The Soup (Signal) 

1. List the ingredients (DFT),

 2. Measure their nutritional impact (PSD), 

3. Boost weak flavors with noise (Stochastic Resonance), 

4. Separate layered flavors (VMD). Let’s cook this step-by-step!

Date : 07-13-2025

Sometimes, when life slows down for a moment, I find myself looking back at the journey I’ve taken—not just in the literal sense of the places I’ve visited, but the personal path I’ve walked through the years.
It’s not a story filled with grand achievements or viral moments. It’s simple, steady, and real.
But you know what? I’m happy.
And sometimes, that’s more than enough.

Today, I decided to start documenting some of my travels. Maybe it’s the nostalgia, maybe it’s the realization that time moves faster than we think. Whatever the reason, this is just the beginning—a small attempt to put into words and pictures the moments that shaped me.

Date : 07-10-2025

It’s been a while since I’ve written anything long or meaningful. I don’t even know where to begin, because honestly… nothing feels all that remarkable these days. Not in a bad way, not in a great way. Just this strange, quiet middle zone where life keeps moving — and I’m just here, going along with it.

My routine is the same: wake up, go to the gym, follow my diet, chip away at my research. It’s steady, structured, and in many ways… safe. But also, strangely dull. Nothing sparks that old excitement or energy I used to feel when I started something new. It’s like I’m standing on a treadmill — in motion, but not really going anywhere.

Today, I had a meeting. It was fine, like most meetings are. But when it ended, I felt a kind of ease. But even time today feels like it's dragging its feet. I keep checking the clock, hoping it’ll move faster, wishing this hour would just pass so I can step outside. Not for any grand purpose, but just to feel the world again. A little sun. A little air. A reminder that I’m still alive, still here, still human.

Date : 06-13-2025

Today marks the 12th day of my consistent fitness journey—staying on track with both my gym and daily routine. As we discussed last week, I finally treated myself and ordered a watch I had been eyeing. It arrived today, and naturally, I was a little excited. Something about a new watch makes you want to step out—and I did just that.

I thought, “Why not pair this day with a fresh haircut too?” I remembered a nearby salon where I had previously gone—Supercuts. It’s affordable and close, so I decided to walk there. I left around 5:45 PM and reached by 6:15 PM. That walk served a dual purpose: since today was a rest day from the gym, it helped me hit my step goal, and I’d get a haircut too.

Date : 06-11-2025

This isn’t my first attempt. I’ve started, stopped, and failed several times before. But this time—it feels different. I’m no longer chasing a one-day goal. I’m starting to understand that fitness is a long game, not a sprint to a finish line.

I once heard on a podcast that there are two kinds of wars:
    Finite wars—where there’s a winner and a loser.
    Infinite wars—like the Cold War—where the goal isn’t to win, but to endure and stay the course.

Fitness, to me, is an infinite game.
There is no final victory. It’s about showing up consistently, not achieving a single transformation. It’s about choosing this path over and over again, every day.

That said, I do have some small personal milestones in mind:
✔ A clearer mind and stronger psyche
✔ A good-looking of abs (let’s be real!)

Date : 06-08-2025

Today is a rainy day. As usual, rainy days are the laziest. I’m bored, and that’s why my mind is filled with so many thoughts.
Lonely life sucks, trust me. Leaving my country isn’t necessarily depressing, but it’s not easy either. However, I’m not broken—just a little low. Not stressed, but maybe a bit depressed. Sometimes, it feels like nothing makes sense—a life that feels null and void.
Anyway, I don’t want to make you feel upset. This blog, which I started today, is for me. It will be all about me—my memories, my life, my philosophy. This writing is simply to express how I feel and document my journey.

A quote I love:
“The exquisite beauty of life.”
I’m grateful for what I have and for being a tiny part of the universe as a human being.

I won’t write much today. This entry is just about the memory of yesterday.