WTF? New Groove!

Busta Bust!
I have come to the conclusion that I LOVE Iced Tea, Green Tea and/or any form of chilled tea. I totally destroyed the Iced Tea at a couple of grad parties and now that my Mom got some yesterday I've been killing it again. Hail Green Tea!

The other day I watched Mortal Kombat the movie. The first one, because we all know the second one blows Jax's big black nuts. I remember when I was a little man back in the good old Minneapolis, Mortal Kombat was in my main movie rotation along with Men in Black, The Mask and some Lion King along with a few others. God, I was cool when I was little. But watching it I remembered why I loved the damn movie so much, because there is non-stop martial arts action! And no lie, that is what it says where it describes why the movie got the rating it did. Next time you watch a martial arts movie, note how much screaming there is between the punches and the kicks. If I were to fight one of the characters, I would strike the son of a bitch during the yelling. Oh, and Lui Kang is ripped!

While we are in the topic of movies, I recently caught some of Meet Joe Black on TV and I plan on checking the entire movie out soon. Looks to be a very entertaining movie. There is one part that really stuck with me. There was a scene where Brad Pitt meets a girl at a coffee shop and they just expressed their interest in each other but it was time to leave, they have their troubles saying bye and they feel a kiss coming on but they both pull away from each other and go their separate ways down a long city street. Nothing out of the ordinary right? But here is the cool part, Brad Pitt's character turns around to look back at the girl he just met but sadly only sees her back as she walks away from him, he pauses and thinks about running after her but thinks better of it and turns to go his way. As Brad Pitt walks away after his delay, the girls character turns to look back at Pitt's character only to see him walking away from her and she stands there for a second thinking but decides to go where needs to be. But then Brad's character stops one more time and stares back a little bit longer and then finally makes up his mind to leave. Then the girl does the same. Through all this, they never look at each other at the same time. If only they would have, they would have run back to each other. And it made me wonder, how many times have I missed chances like that just because I didn't look enough? It makes me kind of sad actually. Maybe I missed a chance to make a really good friend just because I didn't look and timing was against me, maybe I missed my chance to meet a special girl, maybe I missed my chance to become famous. Life is so crazy, and half the time we have no control over what goes on in our own lives and that sucks. I guess we just need to live with it eh?

There were a couple of other things I wanted to write about but I totally forgot. I think one of topics were more things I learned from Everybody Hurts, but meh. Warped Tour is 6 days away and I can't fucking wait! Its going to rock my little weenie so hard! I need to remember to try and avoid the circle pits because this will be my first concert with braces and that would suck if I got hit in the face. But I know even though I tell myself that, the music determines where I go and what I do, so we will see. I got my first taste of getting hit in the face yesterday during basketball but it wasn't to hard. It still sucked though. I am going to try and avoid the lips stuck into the braces thing, that sounds awful. On August 2nd I am getting a front tooth pulled and 4 of my back teeth pulled and it is going to suck ass. One of my back teeth hasn't come through the gums yet so they will need to cut open my gum to access that one. It will be the first time in my life I have ever gotten stitches. I am very scared about this procedure. I always hear horror surgery stories and I just get all sick inside when I think about them. The worst one probably being when a lady was put under but she could still feel everything so she couldn't express her pain. I would seriously go on a killing spree if that happened to me. So everyone I hate, pray that it doesn't happen to me. I also hear that sometimes people fuck up on the amount and the patient actually dies. That would suck too. We'll see...I haven't decided on whether I will be conscience or asleep.

I really like to stretch these blogs out. I started this one this morning and now I am finishing 12 hours later. Did so much in between, and by so much I mean played video games with Jon and went to Applebees for bingo. I need to practice my bingo skills because I got worked! Didn't win a single game! I think if I train hard, the next time I play bingo I will win one. Anywho, a couple of weeks ago I cleaned my room and I pulled out my old high school year books and I looked through the comments people left. There was this one comment that really caught my attention. It was written by a class mate I didn't talk to very much in high school or ever but I went to the same junior high and senior as she did. She wrote about how she had heard about me back in junior high and how she had heard about how nice and funny I was. I must have been cool in junior high or something haha, cause that doesn't sound like me now. She wrote that she had heard about me from one of her friends. The crazy thing about it is that her friend, who we will call LL, is someone who I thought didn't like me much. LL was part of the "popular" group in junior high and every time I tried to talk to her she seemed to brush me off and ignore more. You know how popular suburban girls do it. I didn't know popular suburban princesses had social anxiety. Anywho, LL had good things to say about me I guess and my high school commenter confirmed what she had learned about me in junior high. And yes, I know people only write good things in one another year books, so she could be totally lying, but it would be kind of cool if that is how it happened. Its kind of like my Meet Joe Black scene I mentioned above. Maybe I didn't look hard enough. Maybe LL did respect me, and she just had to put on that social princess act in front of her peers and I was just the victim, I mean, this was junior high. And I did go to a rich white school so that just amplified the whole junior high stereo-type. I don't know, it was just kind of cool to read it.