woopty doo

Yesterday was a remarkable day. I finally decided to call my parents after 5 months of not talking to them to let them know how I was doing. My dad picked up the phone and didnt even recognise the voice for the longest time. I could sense the anger in his voice at the guy who was calling the house at 10 pm, until I was like, "yea its your son."

Boy my dad was so fucking happy to hear my voice. Pity I was just takin a breakfast break at work. Mommy was super duper extremely pissed, demanding I come back and such. And so I wrote them an email, and my mom wrote me the sweetest email ever, telling me what I should be eating, and how I should plan my days on having 8 hrs of sleep and such. Ah, a little love goes such a long fucking way to light up one's life, doesnt it. 5 months ago, i would have yelled at my mom for nagging me for saying the exact same thing. Funny how it all turns out at the end.