Met Joe Black

I just finished watching a movie that is titled "Meet Joe Black" and basically it rocked my little human heart. I've never seen The Notebook before, but if that is romance classic, and if Dawn of the Dead is a gore and zombie classic (And a movie about a dream of mine haha), and if 40 Year Old Virgin is a funny ass movie, then Meet Joe Black is the movie you should watch any time you feel bad about life. I mean it just brought me back down to Earth and then slapped my face and laughed at me. It makes you ask your self, "Why do I think life is so terrible?" And before Warped Tour this Sunday, I honestly thought my life was terrible. Ever since Warped Tour, I've been floating and nothing could affect my happy mood, but Meet Joe Black knocked some sense back into me. How could a rock event make me so happy? Where are the people you love in your life? I don't know, maybe I am way to emotional right now after watching such a touching movie, and probably come tomorrow I'll ask myself why I wrote such a pussy blog, but still, I am going to continue writing. Because the one of the best lessons I pulled from the movie is that not to have regrets. And the movie was right, regrets are just stupid, they are self-barriers we create on our selves. The movie taught me not to have regrets, because life is to complicated, but in the end things work them selves out and that life is way to hard to let go of. But one day, we all do let go of it. I'm the type of person that always worries and always tries to plan out the next move? And why, for what? There is no predicting where life takes you, its just 90% luck any ways. Why do I always worry about what I have done, and why do I always worry about what I'm about to do, and why do I always worry about things I am doing? Why am I always trying to impress people and why do I have to act macho all the time? The sad thing is, I am 99% more honest and more other things than the other people of this world, and I'm just not pleased with my level of living. I just don't think I've lived up to par with the "Good Human Being" living standards. But who gives a fuck? No one is keeping track. No regrets right? I am 99% better than most of the people I know because its my nature, it all comes natural to me. Do I sound like a cock for saying that? Yea, probably, but I most likely sound like a cock to the people who don't really know me. And I was going to say, "Who gives a shit about those people?" But I do. I really do. Again, its my nature. I just care about people and I care about feelings and emotion and love. Why, I don't know, blame my Mom and Dad for cursing/blessing me with these genes. Get to know me, you'll see. There are people that I let get close to me, and they know what kind of person that I am, but some how our friendships have decayed. I don't know where I am going with all of this, I'm just speaking from the heart and I think thats the best place to draw words from. Not from the brain where your words are influenced by self gain, but rather from the heart, where things are un-filtered and full of love (I sound like a hippie). Maybe thats why I love the saying, "You can die like a republican without a heart, or you can die without a brain like a Democrat." And ain't it the truth? Its sad that in the world we live in, if you show that you care and show that you love, you are stupid. Well, I'm stupid. Maybe what I'm trying to say is, re-evaluate where you are in life. Sometimes we just need to take a few steps back and see what we are doing, see what we are doing wrong, and don't forget what we are doing right. Just live the right way, and don't forget, try not to have any regrets. No one can say what is wrong or right and be 100% sure.

I also loved the movie because it really is so fucking romantic. And I happen to be a hopeless romantic. I plan on checking out The Notebook and comparing it to Meet Joe Black and I'll let you know how much nuts The Notebook sucks. Meet Joe Black has one of my favorite scenes from any movie (I explained it in a blog before). I'll search for it on YouTube, I found a ghetto version of it so if I can't find a better one, it'll have to do. Unless you go see the movie or have seen it. Its the coffee shop goodbye, before Brad Pitt becomes Joe Black. And I'm not going to lie, I shed a few tears, yea, I did. It is so much easier to say that over a blog, and I don't know why. Fucking society and making it wrong for a man to cry. Why can't we cry we ever we want? Thats just not fair. Societies standards blow nuts! Thats why I love non-conformists. But I also know that with out law and order, nothing would exist. Any who, fuck society and go watch Meet Joe Black. Its 3 hours long, so make sure you have the time haha. It was cool, right when the movie ended and the credits starting rolling, my clock switched to 1 A.M. Like a message from fate or something.

Well, while I am in the mood for writing and on an emotional high, I might as well continue writing about things. Lets talk about Kevin Garnett, the greatest basketball player I have ever watched play the game and will ever watch play the game, no questions asked, and please, don't ask any because you're wrong. I was at Jon's house when I heard the news he was to be traded to the Boston Celtics, and I really could have cried. And if I was alone when I heard the news, I probably would have. Again, society. This is the guy I've come to respect so much over these past 10 years. The guy I modeled my basketball game after and my psyche after. The guy who put Minnesota basketball on the map. The guy who does everything basketball stands for so right people will never know. I hope for the best for Kevin Garnett. I hope this change brings him many good things, but the thing I hope for most is that I hope people start to understand him. I feel horrible for the guy, he does everything the way it should be done, and no one gives him any respect. Well, I know what he has done, and thats why he will always be my favorite basketball players and really, one of my favorite human beings. Thats bold because I don't even know the mo-fo personally, but I can just sense it. I know what he is made of inside and its the same stuff I am made of. I'm excited to see what is going to happen in Boston.

So today I got 5 teeth pulled, all of my back teeth and a front one pulled to make room for my teeth when my braces move them. I chose to go to sleep over being awake and numb because I scared about the operation. I was scared about both methods so I chose the method where I would wouldn't have to think about anything. Quite the experience I guess, or like, lack of experience. I remember them putting the laughing gas over my nose and talking to me. They were strapping me into the chair so I wouldn't fall out and the doc was talking some things over with me and then they injected something into my arm. It made my whole arm numb and it almost took all my brain power just to think about it. Then I switched my attention over to how I was feeling and I could sense the gas taking its toll on me. I challenged myself to fight the anesthesia for as long as I could. I closed my eyes because it would be easier, it was such a task just to keep them open. I remember the doc kept talking and he asked if I was out and I shook my head no because I was to lazy to speak. So they just kept waiting because I was being stubborn and thats all I remember. Next thing I remember is being in a tiny room with the lady and my Dad. They were talking and when I looked at my Dad he was holding a bottle of ice cream and I kept thinking, "I wonder what flavor that is and I can't wait to get home so I can eat it." Then I passed out again, at least I think I did. Then I slightly remember being in the sun, my sister tells me it was when I was walking to the car. She said she asked me a bunch of questions and I would answer them like I was fully functional, but I don't remember a single question she asked me. And now that I think of it, I remember sitting shot-gun being asked questions. She also told me I kept walking toward walls and that she had to pull me to the car. I feel fine now and I felt really good after I took my nap. My mouth is still numb and I keep putting my tongue where my front teeth should be but everything seems good. Its kind of scary though, the anesthesia. I mean I pride my self on my ability to think under pressure and having such sharp senses, but really, all that means nothing. It can all be taken away from me with simple anesthesia.

Anywho, my last blog (Warped Tour) was way to long to I'll try and keep this one to a minimal. Probably blog tomorrow after-noon.
Remember, no regrets!