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Two belated entries.
First of all, I just woke up. Ouch. That makes about 10 hours of sleep after 28 hours of not sleeping though, so I guess that's fair? I'm going to try to reset my sleeping patterns to be asleep by midnight though, just because I have two 9:50 classes this semester and need my sleep.
Anyway, apart from that, here's a quick rundown of my holidays!
Might as well get the bad news over with, since I know a lot of you were only getting second-hand or third-hand information, which was freaking you out. Yes, I am sick and the symptoms are extreme fatigue, blinding headaches and most scary of all, coughing up blood. There was a point at which I was bleeding from my nose as well but thankfully, that stage passed since when you have your nose and mouth both full of blood, breathing gets kinda difficult.
Still coughing up blood, but apart from making me stop talking every so often when I'm on the phone, that's not really a major issue. They took me to four doctors in Sri Lanka, and two in Austria, and got six different medications/treatments for it, but I don't really think that any of them are working. I'm still going to stick with them though, not because it's scary to be losing little amounts of blood like this, but because I don't
I'm tired like you wouldn't believe. Talked to Matt and Neko today though - they both called to wish me a Happy V-Day. And skipped my morning class.
...I need to think of something cool for Sian. We're celebrating our one-year anniversay on Thursday.
That's about all I have to say, really, except that I met up with Matt and Chris over winter, and they're both SO tall. @_@
Numa and Kathy hadn't changed anywhere near as much. We did a dragon puzzle. It was fun.
Oh, and I was really sick over winter too. Coughing up blood, bleeding from my nose, panicking because I'd coughed up black blood and was convinced I had Ebola, etc. It stopped after a few weeks though, despite the useless nine doctors that I was dragged to all giving different opinions on what was wrong. And tests. Lots of tests. Those weren't fun.
Wedding was okay, though. Bridegroom and bride had known each other for a WHOLE MONTH before getting married so look at how lax arranged marriages are nowadays, yay! Had to start off dancing as the bridesmaid, fortunately was able to jive relatively well thanks to impromptu lessons from Anonandi. Danced with a lot of guys. Mother has apparently had a lot of inquiries after me, as well as comments that I'm such a Sri Lankan looking girl. Yay. The fact that I got woken up at 4AM to have my hair and makeup professionally done (stupid auspicious times) obviously had nothing to do with that.
Sister is as bad as they said she is. Not too happy about that. Getting guilt-tripped over it.
Had AWFUL argument with mother on New Year's Eve/Day, thanks to getting dragged to a superformal dinner thing where the tickets were a hundred bucks each and that was apparently reason enough for me to need to stay there until 5AM. I think the part where I offered to pay her the damn money if she'd just let me take a taxi home and leave was the breaking point. You know you've hit a new low when you're crying in a bathroom and the cleaning ladies come and tell you not to cry, that you should be out there being happy. She took me home at around 3ish because my uncle insisted since he could tell I was miserable.
Have a lovely salawar kamiz though. Red top with black-gold detailing, and sleeveless. And I bought my mother a saree, cotton with a tartan-like pattern. She was going to buy it, so I ducked in last minute and gave my money to the clerk, then she went around bragging to everyone, so proud of me for being old enough to buy her gifts like that. What does she expect? I'm eighteen, after all. Plus, it wasn't that expensive or anything since it was silk instead of cotton...
My father liked it too, when we got back to Vienna and showed it to him. That's unusual. He usually doesn't share my mother's taste in clothes, though I was the one that reccommended she get that one over another one.
Speaking of which, aunt-by-marriage was in trouble with my grandmother for buying her baby daughter a dress, because grandmother didn't think she should waste money like that, but aunt had actually got TWO dresses so the baby could have one for the wedding, then one for the homecoming/reception. So we agreed that I'd say I bought the second dress and show it to my grandmother and call it a gift for my cousin from me, so I gave her the money. And it was only seven dollars or so, and she was so happy, and my grandmother was so happy, and then later, my grandmother told me not to tell my aunt, but she was really happy I'd got my cousin a dress because my aunt had got a /hideous/ dress for my cousin and how my grandmother likes the one I chose so much better.
And that's really funny because the one I supposedly chose was pink and ruffly and had ROSES attached. I'd never inflict it on a kid in a million years.
Um. Not sure if everyone got their Xmas cards and stuff or not since it was sent out seriously late, hope you did. I still have stuff here to send. And V-Day candy to some people, which I meant to mail earlier but forgot. So don't get freaked if you randomly get letters/envelopes from me. And I need to order art stuff from Sakata and Mydnight. *writes in on the inside of her eyeballs to remember it*
I'm not talking much, I know. Savior says that's weird. Sorry. Not all that communicative, except I am now, but I'm not because everything's jumping instead of flowing, which isn't fun. (Spark, snap and forest fire, I never liked cereals anyway).
I ought to update my writing journal. Got tons of fic to post. Or at least, four fics. Five. Four YGO, one GO. That'll make WR happy. Poor FIC. I should write her clashshipping. Or something. I've been mostly manipping though lately, not ficcing.
*so tired she's dizzy even though it's barely past 2AM* And one more thing - even if I'm not commenting, I'm still doing my best to keep up with my flist and stay abreast of your daily lives. XD *hugs* Love you all, promise.
Today is my one year anniversay with Sian, w00t! *hugs her* I still love our Ship Manifesto like nothing else around. Except her, of course.
Anyway, apart from that, here's a quick rundown of my holidays!
Might as well get the bad news over with, since I know a lot of you were only getting second-hand or third-hand information, which was freaking you out. Yes, I am sick and the symptoms are extreme fatigue, blinding headaches and most scary of all, coughing up blood. There was a point at which I was bleeding from my nose as well but thankfully, that stage passed since when you have your nose and mouth both full of blood, breathing gets kinda difficult.
Still coughing up blood, but apart from making me stop talking every so often when I'm on the phone, that's not really a major issue. They took me to four doctors in Sri Lanka, and two in Austria, and got six different medications/treatments for it, but I don't really think that any of them are working. I'm still going to stick with them though, not because it's scary to be losing little amounts of blood like this, but because I don't
I'm tired like you wouldn't believe. Talked to Matt and Neko today though - they both called to wish me a Happy V-Day. And skipped my morning class.
...I need to think of something cool for Sian. We're celebrating our one-year anniversay on Thursday.
That's about all I have to say, really, except that I met up with Matt and Chris over winter, and they're both SO tall. @_@
Numa and Kathy hadn't changed anywhere near as much. We did a dragon puzzle. It was fun.
Oh, and I was really sick over winter too. Coughing up blood, bleeding from my nose, panicking because I'd coughed up black blood and was convinced I had Ebola, etc. It stopped after a few weeks though, despite the useless nine doctors that I was dragged to all giving different opinions on what was wrong. And tests. Lots of tests. Those weren't fun.
Wedding was okay, though. Bridegroom and bride had known each other for a WHOLE MONTH before getting married so look at how lax arranged marriages are nowadays, yay! Had to start off dancing as the bridesmaid, fortunately was able to jive relatively well thanks to impromptu lessons from Anonandi. Danced with a lot of guys. Mother has apparently had a lot of inquiries after me, as well as comments that I'm such a Sri Lankan looking girl. Yay. The fact that I got woken up at 4AM to have my hair and makeup professionally done (stupid auspicious times) obviously had nothing to do with that.
Sister is as bad as they said she is. Not too happy about that. Getting guilt-tripped over it.
Had AWFUL argument with mother on New Year's Eve/Day, thanks to getting dragged to a superformal dinner thing where the tickets were a hundred bucks each and that was apparently reason enough for me to need to stay there until 5AM. I think the part where I offered to pay her the damn money if she'd just let me take a taxi home and leave was the breaking point. You know you've hit a new low when you're crying in a bathroom and the cleaning ladies come and tell you not to cry, that you should be out there being happy. She took me home at around 3ish because my uncle insisted since he could tell I was miserable.
Have a lovely salawar kamiz though. Red top with black-gold detailing, and sleeveless. And I bought my mother a saree, cotton with a tartan-like pattern. She was going to buy it, so I ducked in last minute and gave my money to the clerk, then she went around bragging to everyone, so proud of me for being old enough to buy her gifts like that. What does she expect? I'm eighteen, after all. Plus, it wasn't that expensive or anything since it was silk instead of cotton...
My father liked it too, when we got back to Vienna and showed it to him. That's unusual. He usually doesn't share my mother's taste in clothes, though I was the one that reccommended she get that one over another one.
Speaking of which, aunt-by-marriage was in trouble with my grandmother for buying her baby daughter a dress, because grandmother didn't think she should waste money like that, but aunt had actually got TWO dresses so the baby could have one for the wedding, then one for the homecoming/reception. So we agreed that I'd say I bought the second dress and show it to my grandmother and call it a gift for my cousin from me, so I gave her the money. And it was only seven dollars or so, and she was so happy, and my grandmother was so happy, and then later, my grandmother told me not to tell my aunt, but she was really happy I'd got my cousin a dress because my aunt had got a /hideous/ dress for my cousin and how my grandmother likes the one I chose so much better.
And that's really funny because the one I supposedly chose was pink and ruffly and had ROSES attached. I'd never inflict it on a kid in a million years.
Um. Not sure if everyone got their Xmas cards and stuff or not since it was sent out seriously late, hope you did. I still have stuff here to send. And V-Day candy to some people, which I meant to mail earlier but forgot. So don't get freaked if you randomly get letters/envelopes from me. And I need to order art stuff from Sakata and Mydnight. *writes in on the inside of her eyeballs to remember it*
I'm not talking much, I know. Savior says that's weird. Sorry. Not all that communicative, except I am now, but I'm not because everything's jumping instead of flowing, which isn't fun. (Spark, snap and forest fire, I never liked cereals anyway).
I ought to update my writing journal. Got tons of fic to post. Or at least, four fics. Five. Four YGO, one GO. That'll make WR happy. Poor FIC. I should write her clashshipping. Or something. I've been mostly manipping though lately, not ficcing.
*so tired she's dizzy even though it's barely past 2AM* And one more thing - even if I'm not commenting, I'm still doing my best to keep up with my flist and stay abreast of your daily lives. XD *hugs* Love you all, promise.
Today is my one year anniversay with Sian, w00t! *hugs her* I still love our Ship Manifesto like nothing else around. Except her, of course.