The past few weeks have been a busy one for us. There have been a lot of things that I would have probably blogged about if only I had the slight inclination to do so, but alas, I procrastinate too much and the interest is gone.

My younger brother has flown to Manila a few weeks back to have re-constructive knee surgery for his old injury. He’s now recuperating from the surgery and will return to the hospital for a cast that will last another 2 weeks. He comes back home at the end of the month. While he’s resting and unable to move from bed he’s enjoying part-time use of my WoW account.

The fourth and final season of Battlestar Galactica started last weekend after a whole year of waiting. I was all excitement when the day started knowing that I was going to get the chance to watch the premiere. When the last season ended, we found out who four of the final five cylons were and Lee gets the shock of his life when Kara and her viper return from the dead. Is Starbuck a cylon? Will the other four cylons …

It seems like every time I talk to my friend from high school we end up arguing or I try so hard not to argue with her. Sure, we still have so many things in common but I feel like that we’re too different from each other than we were back in high school. That doesn’t really come as a surprise to me but I think she’s finding it hard to accept or to realize that we are.

She calls my job boring since she thinks all I do all day is sit in front of my computer and tinker aimlessly at it yet, she’s the one who doesn’t enjoy her job. I don’t belittle her job — after all she is a doctor, I just wish she’d stop judging considering she can’t even enjoy the fact that she has such an amazing job, a job a lot of people fail to achieve.

I’ve always been the anti-social type and I’ve grown even more so after university. I don’t like spending hours and hours talking to people. I only meet with friends maybe once every two weeks to go to the movies. She doesn’t understand that. She wants ME TO CALL HER …