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Bye Bye Holiday!

I have developed this new habit. I wake up every morning and look at my phone first. This is a strict no-no at home. I don't look at my phone first thing, unless I have a call or I have woken up late. But these past two months in Malaysia- almost every single day it has been 'good morning phone!'

The reason for it is actually reasonable! My sisters would message me before they would go to sleep which is two hours after I have slept hence I would wake up first thing to hear from them. Sometimes, VM would leave me some messages too. But most of the times, I would wake up to check messages from work- is there something I need to know before I start my day in order to prepare for my day and so forth. To be honest, there would never be anything I would have missed had I not checked my phone, first thing. 

These last five days, I did something entirely different too. Watched videos on Youtube for two hours at a stretch- now that I never do. I mean NEVER. I might watch a movie for that long but you will not catch me watching TV or even videos for hours at end. I also have been eating things I would never generally eat- waffles, burgers with double cheese slices, coffee (yup! Coffee! With Sugar!), and no fruits, fresh veggies or any healthy drinks including water. No exercise even. 

I attribute this to the temporary phase of a holiday. Am I going to go looking out for a 'wet market' just for my five day stay? Would I buy a packet of tea for five days? I guess, just like I am not addicted to unhealthy stuff, I am not addicted to healthy food either. Oh my god! That makes me a kind of 'flexitarian' a concept I totally abhor- it's for those who cannot take a stand and stick to it! 

Anyway, just a few hours from now, I will be home and life will be a little more predictable. I will know exactly where to get my fruits, veggies and stevia from. A few hours from now my holiday will be over. And I will give away this freedom that comes from ignorance to a certain bind that comes from knowledge. 

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