1. This post is titled Hello World because
a) I couldn't think of a title that would reflect the content of this post.
b) I am trying to compensate for the fact that my first post is not called Hello World. Apparently it is an abomination on blog space to not have your first post called Hello World. Who would've thunk?
c) 'Hello World' as a title is less obnoxious and irritating than the done to death - 'Random' (If the crazies on social networking sites who have a thousand photos under an unsuspecting album called Randomm Picx/Piczz/Pixxx had their way - they would probably name their kids Randomm)
d) Rinse and repeat pointers - a through c.
2. I do not know where 2013 went. The first half of the year warmed up pretty well and I recollect that part. The second half, oh good lord - I swear it whizzed away like it had had a cocktail of coffee and red bull for breakfast.
I`m amnestic about the second half because I don't recollect anything *insert grandpa jokes*. So I`m going to go out on a limb and state - Life happened, there.
3. What I do have is a faint recollection of my end of the year road trip to The Netherlands. It is by far super tolerant, friendly and the single most awesome country in the EU apart from Germany(who are we kidding, come on) that also has a huge chunk of people that speak proper English. Whats more, they have cities that are called Maas and Best. I had half a mind to move to the latter and taunt my friends about living in the Best city in the world - lame joke - I know.
The capital, Amsterdam though technically LOW (below sea level) is actually HIGH, if you know what I mean. I kid you not, one of my friends actually rolled a joint and went to a police officer to get a light - that ladies and gentleman is what Tolerance looks like. Although drinking beer on the street is a no go probably because people end up doing stuff like this.
4. The blog remained dormant for most of 2013 - I did contemplate writing more often but contemplation was all that remained because I morphed into a big fat pile of lazybones perched comfortably in my comfort zone refusing to budge an inch.
The realization that I liked being on the metaphorical couch in my comfy jammies is more scary to admit than the blatant lie that I was tied down by life's many challenges - like I was single handedly finding the cure to cancer while rescuing beautiful young women from burning buildings and brokering world peace simultaneously.
5. Is it just me or are people getting married and popping babies like there's no tomorrow or like its going out of fashion soon.
A couple of close friends and I have a weekly wager as to how many wedding invites or relationship updates they got in the past week. We tally them up and decide on a winner - Yes, we're that shallow and shameless.
