#1 post of 2011

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This is the first post of 2011 but I am unprepared so I'm going to be winging it again. I started writing my review of P1 Wimax on the 2nd of Dec but it's still not finished. A combination of being lazy and "busy". Instead I've decided to update on what December has been like for me. And maybe share an opinion or two.

To be honest not much has been happening in my life. So far I have reached a comfortable unproductive routine. I WAS going to excercise on my treadmill for 15mins minimum everday. That was the plan at least. But excerising is SOOOO hard. And I hate getting sweaty. If I excercised according to plan I would be so buff right now. But that is neither here nor there.

I have been taking some time out of my not-so-busy schedule to meet up with friends who have come back home from abroad. First there is Sara. Twice at Tesco. I hate shopping malls. It's a guy thing. Very pleasant conversation. She is a vegetarian. But the kind that eat fish. Like Steve Jobs.

Then I met Sukhdip. But I got ambushed. Let me explain, when I called him last week he said that the three of us (Sukhdip, Ken, Faiz i.e. ME) would be having b'fast. On the way to his place the following day I was told that "Everyone is waiting for you". Everyone?!. So I ended up having b'fast with eight people instead. His mother was there which was nice. I said "Hello". I've probably met her five times in my life and all we've said is "Hello" to each other. However, she did laugh when I pointed out that her son Sukhdip Singh was developing a bald patch. It's quite funny actually. Unless you're Sukhdip.

This morning I had breakfast with Amir and TJ. As usual TJ woke up late and instead of having the usual 30mins prep time he only got 5mins. So he didn't look his best. It's not his fault; if he was having b'fast with a lovely girl I'm sure he would've put in a little more effort. But he was having b'fast with me. So he didn't. Amir did arrive in his BMW looking quite dashing I must admit. I think it's the haircut. I'm a little jealous. I later met Amir's mom and while she was very friendly she asked that QUESTION. My response was quite awkward.

When I met all of my friends they inevitably asked the QUESTION I hate having to answer; "So what are YOU doing now?". Sigh...not much really, which explains why I can meet you for b'fast on a weekday. I didn't say that of course. Silence is my friend.

Something mildly interesting when I checked my FB messages and it turned out I got a message from a "lady" with VERY revealing cleavage who wanted to send me "hot" pictures of herself. Rule #1 of FB: Beware the girl with cleavage who complements your FB page. Especially if she is "desperate" to send you photos of herself. I would've emailed her if I wasn't too busy sending classified documents to Wikileaks.

That's actually it for this week. I apologize for my poor performance. Lately I've been going through a horrible cycle of depression. I think it's all the estrogen in the water supply. Hopefully next week I'll get my act together and make some kind of effort.

P.S. I'd like to leave you with one final thought. Are we getting hardened to news of death these days? I told a man about a story I read in Metro (Malaysia's WORST paper). It was about a 14 year-old girl who was crushed by a lorry on her way back from collecting her exam results (the Metro was kind enough to include a photo). That man wanted to know what she got for her results. It must be an Asian thing.