Heyyy You Guyyyyys!

I couldn't sleep and so I decided to write down my thoughts about a certain favorite movie of mine.

The Goonies isn't the greatest search-for-treasure adventure movie ever made (that's Raiders of the Lost Ark), nor is it the greatest group-of-friends-has their-final-adventure-together movie (that's Stand by Me), but it might be the greatest we're-misfits-and-we-belong-together movie. It all comes down to Sloth. Him and I share a lot in common; we're both big, ugly and maybe a little slow. But he's also loving, and in need of love, and someone who has seen far too much abuse at the hands of others. So when Sloth bellows his proud greeting and jumps into the fray with his new found friends, it's not just an awesome movie moment, it's a celebration of acceptance for someone who has never before been accepted. Because when you're an outcast crew like the Goonies, you just can't pull the same dirty tricks of shunning and snubbing that other cliques have pulled on you - it would be like stabbing yourself in the heart.

Death by food

Everyday, you should try to live a little bit of your life, like you may not be here tomorrow. I don't want to die tomorrow knowing I could have had a piece of cake tonight. Now, you could argue that this could apply to working out. As I'm writing this, I'm currently at the gym on a friday night. I realized that if I were to kick the bucket tomorrow, I'd be dying sore and tired! And really, who wants that? You should want to die full! When the coroner cuts you open, the whole room should smell like potato wedges or bacon. Because only when we face Death in the eye and with a fork in our mouth can we say we truly have lived. Love, pffft, what's that? Girls come, break your heart and go. Relationships, please! All that is, is just complications in an already busy life. Nope, if your gonna die, I say do it from overeating. Trust me, your stomach will thank me later.