mockingbird

Feeling a bit better today. I apologize for the mood of my blogs. I feel like writing/typing things out always helps when I'm upset, so often when I'm upset I blog. Which comes off whiny.

I had a weird dream last night where I had a cute piggy as a pet and then it ran away and turned into a t-shirt and I cried. It was very strange.

Today I'm venturing back downtown to visit my boyfriend. And hopefully I will convince him to go with me to Joy Yee's in Chinatown because I want bubble tea. And he loves Chinese food anyway so it shouldn't be too difficult.

I hate dealing with the mortality of my parents. My dad has a bad flu right now. He's 52 and he used to NEVER get sick, or if he did it would just be for a few days. But four years ago he had to have an angioplasty (he had 90% blockage of his heart. It was amazing he didn't have a heart attack) and we discovered he was diabetic. He lost a LOT of weight and does really well with eating, but his cholesterol is still high so they upped the medicine he takes to make it lower.

Unfortunately, that leads to cold symptoms. But he ended up getting more sick even without the medicine. Lost his voice and all that.

I love my parents a lot so anything happening to them scares me. But I know he's alright. It's just a bit strange.

I haven't been to the movies in like three or four weeks which is strange since I usually go with my boy quite often. Nothing I particularly want to see, I guess.