My Blue Heaven

Dr.Mah,

Amazing News before I begin... I GOT INVITED TO A TAMIL WEDDING, for some reason, it has been a dream of mine to go to one, and i finally get to. I've seen them on TV and it always seem so fun, so much dancing and nice food.

Today, Wilson, BILLY FUNG, Adrian and I went out for lunch and Pho. Wilson came to pick us up and we set off to Mr.Fung's house where we waited and called for like 10 mins haha. Afterwards we thought Billy might of walked to train so wilson and I set forth and went to Train ourselves. There, we called up Adrian only to find that he's been waiting at the bus stop about to go home. While Wilson and I goes to pick him up, Billy calls and tells us he overslept. And man, Billy is a beast when it comes to sleeping, we called his cell and home about 5 times each and he couldn't hear us.
After we picked Billay up, he and I finally exchanged Xmas gifts and we were off for some Pho. All in all the lunch was wicked. I mean, there wasnt much catching up or anything, we were talking like how we would if we were back in highschool, like nothing had change, which was just wicked.

While Wilson was driving us home it started to rain..hard. He drove Billy home first, and then me. After which I was dropped off home as well. I missed a couple calls and listened to the voice mails that was left. After which I've decided that I had enough and shut off my phone. ( I guess Felix is right, I always go from happy to sad, never mad in between) I then proceed to go out for a walk in the rain, which was kind of nice. Listeing to "My blue heaven" while slowly walking in the rain wearing nothing but my UT track pants, a small tshirt and my starting line hoodie. So as I was walking around the block I felt this spontaneous action of seeing my family doctor. I was so random and so emotionally numb, I just thought something had to be wrong.

I guess Jerry Seinfeld already used this joke, but waiting in the doctors offices is complete hell. And for some reason, when they call out your name, for that split second, I feel like I'm soo much more better then the other sick people in the room. I dont know why, I just do. But the thing is, they call your name, get your butt from one waiting room to go to a smaller waiting room, which for some reason I'm always in the exam room. And because of that, I now know more about kidneys and vaginas I ever thought possible. My doctor came in and she asked what was the problem. For Some reason I just blanked, the structure of the kidney was all that i could think of, but then like that *snap* a question came to mind. I got my meds I need and now I am sooooooo doppppped up. Medicine that cost more then a ipod nano. *sigh*. While I was picking up my medication, I was so tempted to ask my Pharmacist if he knew Wilson, on the count that Wilson claims it's his uncle working there.

I got a needle shot so now my left arm is some what sore, and I'm always a bit dizzy, but when I try to take a nap, I just can't. My mind is racing and all I can think about is well, any random thing. So I got up and just bloggggggggggggged.

So it has come to my attention for some reason my existence has been mentioned when talking about Emos. *SIGH* Well, I guess I would consider myself emo, *shrugs* I guess. But to think of my post as the most depressing post in this blog network is kinda...painful. Haha, I dont care, I'm emotionally dead inside =). But seriously, how come whenever people think of depressing post, "Butters" will come up. I'd like to think that some of my post are informative and makes people think and reevaluate their lives. But I guess people who think that I'm an Emo poster are just ignorant. Now, now, if people read this and gets "offended", there's no need for that. No need to get angry and get all 'Emo' on my ass. But seriously, I've had people read my post and tell me how much more they appreciate their lives, and well.. isnt that a good thing?

*shrugs*

What a troublesome position I am in. It's hard to be bias really to anything these days, and it seems impossible for people to take offence. I blame the fact that people read the words instead of listening to them, i mean tone can be anything I guess. But whatever, if I'm Emo, then wicked, I'm emotional. If I'm emotionally dead instead, then thats cool as well. Alls I cares about is my friends and family, and no douche bag can really say anything. Now...if you read douchebag and suddenly think it's you I'm talking about, you as in the reader, well then that's a little self centered as well.

Hehe just wanted to note that I'm one of the first to post videos in their blogs, not that it's important, just an FYI hehe

"You're So Last Summer"

She said
"don't, don't let it go to your head
Boys like you are a dime a dozen,
Boys like you are a dime a dozen"
She said
"you're a touch overrated,
you're a lush and I hate it
but these grass stains on my knees
they won't mean a thing"

And all I (all I)
Need to know (need to know)
Is that I'm something you'll be missing
(is that I'm something that you're missing)
(maybe I should hate for this)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that far
(maybe I should hate for this)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that...

I'd never lie to you
Unless I had to
I'll do what I got to
Unless I had to
I'll do what I got to, the truth
is you could slit my throat
And with my one last gasping breath
I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt

And all I (all I)
Need to know (need to know)
Is that I'm something you'll be missing
(is that I'm something that you're missing)
(maybe I should hate for this)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that far
(maybe I should hate for this)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that...

Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This'll be last chance you get to drop my name
Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This'll be last chance you get to drop my name

If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (Maybe I should...)
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (...hate you for this)
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (Maybe I should...)
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (...hate you for this)
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (Maybe I should...)
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (...hate you for this)
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (Maybe I should...)
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar (...hate you for this)

Maybe I should hate you for this
(If only you knew half as much as you pretend to)
Maybe I should hate you for this
(If only you knew half as much as you pretend to)