Loving Shawn Michaels All The Days of My Life

At the age of 8 I discovered wrestling and fell in love with it. My wrestling hero? Ain't no other than the Showstopper, the Headliner, the Main Event, the Icon... Mr. Wrestlemania, the Leader of New Generation.. The Heartbreak Kid, Shawn Michaels! ;") Indeed, he was the reason I watched wrestling. He had started in the business during the time that I wasn't even born yet. But I tried to live like I've surrounded his career from the very beginning, officially making myself addicted to Mr. HBK and knowing every detail about him. He's always been my ultimate wrestling idol..always. But from the moment he retired from the WWE and officially left the building, I was just shattered. I felt my heart drop when his career finally got ended during his last match with The Undertaker at Wrestlemania 26. Not only I, but there was a whole bunch of HBK fans that had to understand that he really needed and wanted to focus on his family now and pursue other interests. We support him, we're true fans...so we had to understand that and be happy for him.

It might sound like I was a bit over reacting but, to be honest I almost felt like I didn't know if I'd still watch WWE right after Shawn retired. But looking back on that moment, I see it now as a stupid thought and thankful that it wasn't what I decided to do. Sure, Shawn Michaels was the reason I watched WWE and his retirement devastated me. But another thing is that through HBK, I happened to love WWE and everyone and everything within it as well; so I knew exactly that there was no way in heck that I would depart from this whole WWE fever. It forever stays as a part of me. Shawn Michaels and everything about the WWE occupy an enormously special space in my heart. There are, and will be more times that I can't help but miss seeing him wrestle though. Getting used to it, but still..ya know what I mean?

Anyways, to conclude this blog post I'd just like to tell the world that I've never seen a sports-entertainer as innovative, as flamboyant, as charismatic, as athletic, as influencial, and as marvelous as Shawn Michaels! So you know what folks, I guess what I'm tryin' to say is.. The Heartbreak Kid Shawn Michaels is the greatest wrestler of all time! And hey by the way, that's not even an opinion; it's entirely a fact. To those who will dare argue with what I just said, why don't you folks examine every memorable match he had and review the tremendous impact he made on the whole wrestling industry? Watch him in the ring, see how the crowd will react; how they yell the loudest for the longest when Mr. Wrestlemania is in action. I challenge you. Lol. I guarantee it, y'all are gonna witness some pure greatness. HBK is simply the best, and the folks just gotta handle the truth.

And when I talk of "handling the truth", I ain't talkin' bout R-Truth alright? :))


"DON'T WHAT ME!"

Just Some of the Latest News About Me

Okay. What's up folks?

My last post was discernibly about the resume of classes after my off-color sembreak.

I would say I am not too thrilled with the episodes of my life lately, extremely reluctant, actually. 2nd semester has just started, and the fact that I instantly hoped for a Christmas break right when I stepped foot back into that campus totally explains how much I dislike this episode of my life right now.

Well, it's one thing to be unable to spend your 3-week-long sembreak like you had planned to. But it's also another thing to experience this 2nd semester in college. Tell ya what folks, since the first day of the resume of classes I have already felt a bad type of vibe for this semester. I dunno, it's just that.. it feels like a heavy semester with a bunch of subjects that will sure make you bleed your way just to pass. And y'all gotta believe me when I say I ain't excited, I'm actually displeased with this period even. Oh boy. You've no idea how I dislike being in this moment. lol

There's one subject that acts like the "main difficulty" in our whole block. It's really a hard one. It doesn't require the students, but even against to our will, we still feel that we're required to buy the certain textbook needed for the subject. It's gonna be like the main reading material throughout the semester, and holy cow does it just have a whole bunch of memorization in it. @_@ Mom bought it from the bookstore and the day I got it I immediately studied and started memorizing things. But man; ya don't really feel like getting through when you know you're given like less than a day to memorize these long paragraphs and all those stuffs, right dude? I mean, okay maybe 2 or 3 long paragraphs are excusable. But 40+ pages of politically-associated topics to read and memorize? IN LESS THAN A DAY? Are you kiddin' me?! REALLY? Wow dawg. Wow!

So anyways. Not any longer the judgement day came. I was so nervous. The moment that I've dreaded the most came: The recitation day came and luckily, my name wasn't called. After the 'relief' I had that almost seemed to drug me and made me feel like I could forget everything, I kinda actually forgot everything after that and I just got home and chilled, watched WWE and just, well.. relaxed. lol

The next day, which was today when I was being a more rational and level-headed person, something happened. This was when I realized that I've actually misplaced my pol-gov textbook somewhere in the campus last night. I left it somewhere and forgot about it and just went home. I SEARCHED ALL DAY. Asked the students' council office, the guards, the janitors... MY BOOK WAS NOWHERE TO BE FOUND. My heart dropped, my world was collapsing! I was thinking, How am I supposed to study over the weekend and prepare for next meeting's hellish recitation?! How would I tell my mom? I don't wanna break her heart 'cause her efforts were put to test in searching for that book... and now I'll tell her I just lost it after buying it like a day ago?! WOW. I'm doomed.

Things happen for a reason, and boy do I just believe in that. Like a good friend of mine used to tell me today, "TIWALA!" lol.

After being problematic the whole day, I still was problematic during our theater rehearsal in the late afternoon. This was when... MY HEROES, literally, rescued me.. UNEXPECTEDLY~

No more circuitous and rambling words for intro's or anything. Let's get straight to the point:

Two good guys, two cool pals of mine named Erwin and Kevin fudgin' bought me a new freakin' pol-gov textbook. I mean, seriously? Yo guys? You didn't have to!!! Wow thanks a bunch like honestly! But don'tcha folks realize you're just giving me another problem because I won't be able to sleep tonight thinking of how delightful and pleasant this thing you two did for me was?! THANK YOU BUT, HOW DO I REPAY YOU GUYS? LMAO I was so overwhelmed, thankful enough, but couldn't believe that I was saved.

Glad to have those boys, I love them forever.

Honestly

I've had a 3-week long sembreak yet I would say it didn't really become a "break" that was well-needed for me, as I wasn't given the chance to spend it the way I had planned to. I ain't satisfied with this mini-vacay that was given to me even though I believed I did my best to try to atleast appreciate that we were given a break. But darn. It just doesn't really feel like it. Now with that said, I'll be sincere with my last words in this post; so...

HONESTLY...

Screw the end of sembreak.

Screw the resume of classes.