I don't get mad, I get stabby.

I went jogging this morning. As a result, I am now feverish with a massive cold.

I feel better now that I'm on medication. In fact I feel a whole load better. Because now I'm sleepy.

You know the sort of sleepiness you feel from medication that is just so sweetly, maddeningly soft and mentally warms your metaphysical cup of coffee and you feel like you're floating on cinnamon flavoured cloud.

Mmmmmmm yeah.

What is this amazing drug that I'm taking.

A few hours ago, amidst this sleepy haze, it suddenly occurred to me that I got a call last night at 3am to open the front door. I was foggy on the who it was and if it was real or simply a dream I think to be real. So I checked my recent incoming calls, and lo and behold there was a call from an unknown number at 3.03 am last night. Seeing that the phone call was real, I suddenly remembered walking on the cold floor of the hallway towards the front door. Officially intrigued (and freaked out) I boldly called the unknown number.

And it turned out to be J.

Then it came down crashing on me that it was J that was at the front door.
In her ER scrubs.

At 3 am.

So that's that.

My parents are coming this January. I am fucked. My secret life of slacking off is in danger of being discovered, what with these big mouthed blab people.

On the other hand, once the horror passes on, I feel super excited. Partly because finally my parents will believe me when I complain about the overall living condition here. (come to think of it, I don't know what I'll achieve if they do believe it. That's just retarded thinking.) but mostly because I miss my mom. I try not to think about my dad so much. (but when I let myself, yes I do miss him too.)

They'll arrive at 2 am in the morning. I was like what the hell. Then I remembered there are taxis even at 2 am in the morning. I could simply go there at 10 pm or something and wait for them but my mom wasn't having it. She said they'll just grab a taxi by themselves. I wasn't having that. So I went to Thomas Cook and booked a taxi for them. Problem solved.

Also, recently I was told that it's blasphemy to wish people/celebrate Christmas. So does this apply to Chinese New Year and Deepavali as well? Or is it just Christmas? I don't know if it's true, but if it is, well then my predicament is half of my extended family are Christians. So I can't wish my family to have a merry Christmas? I can't be happy for them and respect their beliefs as how they have respected mine? I'm not renouncing my religion when I say to my grandfather 'Merry Christmas Papa.' I say it to let him know that even though we are miles apart I am thinking about him on his joyful day. I want him to know that his granddaughter loves him. If I'm going to hell for loving my grandfather then what the hell.

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I didn't think Alex could be cool before this festival. Honestly one of the best days of my life. As you can probably deduce from my retarded happy poses.

Also, if you have new year's resolutions then know that I think you're a lazy idiot. Nothing wrong with being lazy or an idiot but a lot is wrong when you're lazy and an idiot.