At The Top Yet The Bottom Of My World

Good morning twitterverse.

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@andrewsayer A little late, but Happy Birthday!!!

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by: Bowling For Soup
(I’ve given up trying a long time ago)
 8 o’clock, Monday night and I’m waitin’
To finally talk to a girl a little cooler than me.
Her name is Nona, she’s a rocker with a nose ring,
She wears a two way, but I’m not quite sure what that means.
And when she walks,
All the wind blows and the angels sing.
She doesn’t notice me!
Cause she is watchin’ wrestling
Creamin’ over tough guys
Listenin’ to rap metal
Turntables in her eyes
It’s like a bad movie
She is lookin’ through me
If you were me, then you’d be
Screamin’ “Someone shoot me!”
As I fail miserably,
Tryin’ to get the girl all the bad guys want.
She’s the girl all the bad guys want!
She likes the Godsmack and I like Agent Orange
Her cd changer’s full of singers that are mad at their dad
She says she’d like to score some reefer and a forty
She’ll never know that I’m the best that she’ll never have
And when she walks,
All the wind blows and the angels sing.
She’ll never notice me!
Cause she is watchin’ wrestling
Creamin’ over tough guys
Listenin’ to rap metal
Turntables in her eyes
She likes ‘em with a mustache
Racetrack season pass
Drivin’ in a Trans-Am
Does a mullet make a man?
It’s like a bad movie
She is lookin’ through me
If you were me, then you’d be
Screamin’ “Someone shoot me!”
As I fail miserably,
Tryin’ to get the girl all the bad guys want.
She’s the girl all the bad guys want!
She’s the girl all the bad guys want!
She’s the girl all the bad guys want!
There she goes again
With fishnets on, and dreadlocks in her hair
She broke my heart, I wanna be sedated
All I wanted was to see her naked!
Now I am watchin’ wrestling
Tryin’ to be a tough guy
Listenin’ to rap metal
Turntables in my eyes
I can’t grow a mustache
And I ain’t got no season pass
All I got’s a moped…moped….moped…..
It’s like a bad movie
She is lookin’ through me
If you were me, then you’d be
Screamin’ “Someone shoot me!”
As I fail miserably,
Tryin’ to get the girl all the bad guys want.
She’s the girl all the bad guys want!
She’s the girl all the bad guys want!
She’s the girl all the bad guys want!
She’s the girl all the bad guys want!
(There she goes again)
She’s the girl all the bad guys want!
She’s the girl all the bad guys want!
(There she goes again)
She’s the girl all the bad guys want!
She’s the girl all the bad guys want!

originally released by The Penguins
Ok, normally I would just post the lyrics here without the audio, but today I decided to put up this video too coutesy of Youtube. (Read here to find out why I post lyrics). This video is the song as performed by the original singers, The Penguins.

oh, oh, oh, oh, wah-ah-ah, oh, oh, oh, oh
Earth angel, earth angel
Will you be mine?
My darling dear
Love you all the time
I’m just a fool
A fool in love with you
Earth angel, earth angel
The one I adore
Love you forever and ever more
I’m just a fool
A fool in love with you
I fell for you and I knew
The vision of your love-loveliness
I hoped and I pray that someday
I’ll be the vision of your hap-happiness oh, oh, oh, OH!
Earth angel, earth angel
Please be mine
My darling dear
Love you all the time
I’m just a fool
A fool in love with you-ou-ou
I fell for you and I knew
The vision of your loveliness
I hope and pray that someday
That I’ll be the vision of your happiness
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh , oh, oh, oh
Earth angel, earth angel
Please be mine
My darling dear
Love you all the time
I’m just a fool
A fool in love with you-ou (you, you, you)

Some of you may wonder why I post the lyrics of songs instead of posting proper posts written by me. I know some of you think it’s stupid, and I’ve received at least 1 hate mail in regards to it.
The reason I post the lyrics, is usually because the song somewhat accurately represents what I am feeling. I occasionally posts lyrics of songs that I particularly like, but more often than not, it’s the song itself that represents what I am feeling at the moment I post it. The lyrics of the song deliver the message better than I ever could in words during those moments. So if it’s a happy song, it’ll most probably be coz I’m happy at that point in time. If it’s a sad, well, I was sad, etc etc.
Tell me what you think about it. Leave a comment, or email me at blog@rajinder.net
I’d love to hear from you. God knows thats the only email I get that’s not sent by a bot or a newgroup.
Thanks.

Performed by: New Found Glory
Let me practice this before I say it to you
I know it might come out wrong but I want it to
Another chance to fight
Another way to make it right
So forget all of your chances
It’s up to you to follow through
Forget the way she was
Cause it’s the things she does that make me
Sing about her
She knows I care about her
She said be gentle boy
You show a lack of character
Let me work this out
Before I come back to you
I know you
Sometimes hate the stupid things I do
Another lonely night
Another way to make it right
So forget al of your chances
it’s up to you to follow through
forget the way she was
cause it’s the things she does that make me sing about her
she knows I care about her
she said be gentle boy
you show a lack of character
there is no other way this girl is so all about me
I’m sorry I can’t help the way
Cause it’s the things she does that make me
Sing about her
She knows I care about her
She said be gentle boy
You show a lack of character.

This is a comment that I posted on Zen’s blog, that she has yet to approve. I don’t expect her to for obvious reasons, so I’ve decided to repost it here for all to read. I’ve changed a few words here and there just to make things clearer, but the changes are in no way significant any way you look at it. The original post on Zen’s blog is here.
This is my comment. For it to make sense, read Zen’s post first. Then read this. I am only posting this coz Zen hasn’t/won’t approve it on her blog.
“Hmmm… insomnia brought me to this blog and I came across this post.
And you’re right. By swapping the kid, they have shown an image of China. Just not the image they should have shown. By doing so, they have brought greater disregard and disrespect than they would have had they actually put the real girl up there. Right now, what they are saying is “China only has good looking people, the not-so-good-looking ones are kept hidden away”. Right? Hmmm maybe they execute the not so good looking ones.
It’s a pity really. They are just helping to perpetuate the negative image the westerners have of them. This is the 4th or 5th controversy to have come out of the Olympics to date that I’ve heard of, and I don’t even care for the Olympics!
Also, in regards to the senior medical staff comments, it may be hard for the westerners to differentiate between the various eastern races, but don’t forget, they can tell the difference between the various caucasian races that we easterners can’t, merely due to the fact that, for most of us, our eyes are trained to differentiate eastern races, and theirs western races. This was a point that was brought up during the AMSA ‘05 by the way, and agreed upon by participants from both east and west.
With that, I bid you goodnight. ”
What with the fake televised fireworks (a work of skill and ingeniuty on the part of whoever thought it up, really), the underaged gymnast, the fake ethnic kids that they originally said were from the respective ethnicities, their lies about not censoring the Internet for international journalist, and this substitution of the poor girl during the opening ceremony, China is just showing the world an image that is definitely negative, and merely proving the words of all the nay sayers.
And for those of you that say “It’s China’s internal affairs, shut up, nothing to do with you, blah blah blah”, well, this is the Olympics, and everything that happens in regards to the Olympics isn’t an internal affair, it’s international. If I wanted to talk about internal affairs, I’d talk about Tibet and China’s humans rights records, and all sorts of other things that I’d be able to dig up online. But since I’m not talking about internal affairs, I won’t.

Recorded by Thirsty Merc.
There’s something about you girl
A mystery
I can’t put my finger on
Just what it could be
But ever since you walked in
A different energy
Has taken my mind and heart away
And you’re crossing the room
And you’re talking to me
And now I know what I see
Those eyes are gonna make me fall
One look, I want it all
Those eyes
You’ve got me hypnotised
Those eyes are gonna see me through
Pretty Girl, I’m loving you
Those eyes
You’ve got me hypnotised
I don’t even know your name
Is this a dream?
Cause right now I feel so high
I can’t begin to explain
My temperature’s rising wild
You’re making me sweat
Tonight is a night I’ll never forget
And you’re crossing the room
And I’m talking to you
And now I know that it’s true
Those eyes are gonna make me fall
One look, I want it all
Those eyes
You’ve got me hypnotised
Those eyes are gonna see me through
Pretty Girl, I’m loving you with
Those eyes
You’ve got me hypnotised
Hey girl, it’s now or never
Those eyes are gonna last for ever more
And you’re crossing the room
And you’re one step away
And I’m looking at you
What more can I say?
Those eyes are gonna make me fall
One look, I want it all
Those eyes
You’ve got me hypnotised
Those eyes are gonna see me through
Pretty Girl, I’m loving you with
Those eyes
You’ve got me hypnotised.
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From the Onion:
WENTZVILLE, MO—In a shocking revelation that turns a half century of rock-and-roll history on its head, legendary musician Chuck Berry recalled Monday how he got the idea for his iconic song “Johnny B. Goode”—believed for decades to have been written by Berry himself—after listening to a white teenager playing it over the telephone. “I’ll never forget that night back in 1955 when I got the call from [cousin] Marvin [Berry] saying, ‘Chuck, this is that sound you’ve been looking for!’” recounted Berry, explaining that his cousin was playing an “Enchantment Under The Sea”–themed high school dance when the mysterious teen, Calvin Klein, took to the stage and single-handedly invented rock and roll as we now know it. “Marvin held up the phone and I heard the song that would make me famous. Then I stole it.”
I KNEW IT!!!!
Link to the Onion article.
And the video of the song when it was “originally” played:

Ok, now I’m sure that you all have noticed the little box on the right of this page with the title “Twitter Updates”, right? Well, for those who don’t know, Twitter is “a service for friends, family, and co–workers to communicate and stay connected through the exchange of quick, frequent answers to one simple question.” Ok, I honestly don’t know anything about the last part about answers to questions, but in short, Twitter is a means of updating your status (i.e. what you’re up to) or even mini-blogging on the go.
It’s a interesting concept. If you have a mobile phone (who doesn’t?), you can send a text message to Twitter and it’ll update your status on your Twitter website (my Twitter page is here). This is especially handy if you want to blog, or inform people of what’s going on in your life on a moment to moment basis. And you can even enable it to send status messages from your friends to your mobile phone! (You can turn it on or off based on the individuals you are “following”). You can even update your status via IM (I use Gtalk) or by visiting their site.
Now, a lot of you will be asking: Why the hell would anyone need/want to use this? My answer is: Why not? If you blog on a personal blog, this just adds to it. If you don’t however, then, well, there’s no reason to.
So, anyway, the point of this post is this: If you visit this site to see what I’m blogging about, throw a glance on the Twitter panel on the right. Chances are I would have updated it with what I’m doing right now, if I’m doing anything interesting that is.
I’m honestly actually half asleep right now. I went to the Hospital on Friday morning, and came back on Saturday night, voluntarily, well, sorta. I spent Friday night sleeping on the examination couch in the Anaesthetic Examination Rooms. And let me tell you, those rooms, as well as the OT, is COLD at night. Especially when all you’re wearing is scrubs. I did Twitter a few times over those 37 hours, but not much, as I was mostly busy with patients.