explanation

the title of my Blog i guess you would say, is not some sad depressed title for someone who listens to anorexic, goths sing, them cuts himself lightly in the bathroom to release the pain of life. the title is rather a way of describing the mentality of anyone who is alive today. life isn't as awful as some drama queens may make it out to be, but it was best described by a friend of mine who said this;

"life is not fun, it's not something people wake up and smile about unless they have survived a near death experience. life itself it a game of dodge-ball the seasoned more experienced players usually last longer and are better players, the over thinkers and those afraid to take chances are usually the ones who suck big time. thats all life really is."

Christians i believe (I'm totally talking out of my ass now, the last time i was in a church was for my baptism, and I'm totally basing this on what i saw in Constantine) see hell as a fiery pit where the damned are forced to relive their sins for all of eternity, I'm sure for those in for adultery hell is more like eating a crispy cream donut for the first time. for those of you who are real bad-asses you see hell as the better alternative to heaven, which is full of pansies, where you can be cool for the rest of eternity chillen with the devil swapping dirty jokes.

As for me i see heaven and hell as states of mind you enter when you die. i believe that when you die your mind lives on in spirit and you basically live a dream for the rest of your non-life, that's how i see it and screw you if you don't like it go bitch to someone who isn't me.

now that i have gone completely off track and shared with you information i wasn't even aware i shared and am now to lazy to delete, i will resume my very unimportant and highly uncared about topic.

so if you have forgotten go up a few paragraphs or whatever these are and read it again, because i don't feel like writing that again. my reasoning for labeling my blog "A Different Kind of Hell" is that everyone sees hell one way or another, whether it be a horrible place full of pain and agony, or something like a small bar where you go to relax with a few of the boys. it is nothing like life, but life itself is considered to be a living hell at times hence a different kind of hell.