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My weekend was spent Up North at my dad's best friend's daughter's wedding. It was a lot of fun (if you ignore getting lectured by my dad's friend on being a good Indian girl) and as usual there was a free bar, which I always appreciate. Even if I have to be sneaky about getting alcohol because while my family don't care that I drink, women going to the bar is frowned upon by old Indian people. Not that I care, but I'd rather not be lectured at by my parents about being discreet.
We got back at a ridiculous time, and found out that my brother has had yet another seizure and is in hospital. His friends didn't let any of us know, because obviously his family doesn't need this information, and now my parents have gone to the hospital. The doctors think that it's linked to alcohol and/or weed, and though he's been good about not getting drunk, he slips up sometimes. Last night was one of those times. :\
Random, but I can climb out onto the extension from my room, which is usually where I go for a smoke. But since getting into Criminal Minds (which I should catch up on), I've been really paranoid. Now every time I hear a noise outside, I half expect a creepy face to be peering in on me. D: Though, I'm the kind of person who hears a noise in the middle of the night while outside, and will wave in its general direction just in case there is some faily creep out there. Just in case someone is out there and so will think that I totes know that they're there. No one's broken into our home since, so I'm going to count that as a win.
I've been running on an average of four hours of sleep per night for the last few days, so I think I'll go to bed. Goodnight!
We got back at a ridiculous time, and found out that my brother has had yet another seizure and is in hospital. His friends didn't let any of us know, because obviously his family doesn't need this information, and now my parents have gone to the hospital. The doctors think that it's linked to alcohol and/or weed, and though he's been good about not getting drunk, he slips up sometimes. Last night was one of those times. :\
Random, but I can climb out onto the extension from my room, which is usually where I go for a smoke. But since getting into Criminal Minds (which I should catch up on), I've been really paranoid. Now every time I hear a noise outside, I half expect a creepy face to be peering in on me. D: Though, I'm the kind of person who hears a noise in the middle of the night while outside, and will wave in its general direction just in case there is some faily creep out there. Just in case someone is out there and so will think that I totes know that they're there. No one's broken into our home since, so I'm going to count that as a win.
I've been running on an average of four hours of sleep per night for the last few days, so I think I'll go to bed. Goodnight!