#3.29.12

[haveyouseenthebote]

lost my phone. don't text or call :(

wah... i hope i find my phone soon.. i really don't wanna have to resort to getting a new one--no matter how crappy my phone was. There's just too much stuff in there I can't erase just yet. 

[selinater366-blog]

Tuesday! Went to Mickey D's after school with Jonathan, Thomas, Dylan, Audrey, Tammi and Ryu. Met up with Alex and Jennifer there. Bought food and went back to school for the volleyball game. Loooong games.. Even though we were late still lasted till past 6 for both games. We lost doe. /: It was pretty fun hanging out with them though. Went to Collin's house to work on our lit circles project. Deer lord.. Felt like I didn't get anything done.. But yeah. Finished most of the poster and stuff. I left them to do the rest. Collin has a cute dog. (: Wednesday, had two presentations back to back. First English, which was ehh. I wish we did work before hand. I felt like I was just reading off of the paper.. -__- Bio was cut short since we ran out of time. Right before my part too. Oh wells. Thursday went to Geri's house with Bridget! Went to Banh Mi to get food and then went to her house. Ate and stuffs. Played with Gem until we left. Surprised Kirk at the game. He started. (: Not as fun as the one on Tuesday though. Aiish Kirk.. isjdkfakl gonna slap him I swear.. Not that great of a day though..

Had a geo test today.. No bueno! ): I was running out of lead towards the end.. akjfdsakl. English we had a benchmark...fslfjl Two tests in a row.. Watched a lit circle video. Eh it was alright. Kinda boring. Bio was interesting.. She lectured though so yeah. But not too bad. Spanish we had a sub! Omg I hated him so much.. I told him I left my notebook in my locker (I really did. I didn't think we needed it, but I forgot she was collecting them.) Then he was just like "You forgot to bring your Spanish notebook to Spanish class?" I'm just like... "I didn't have time.. -__-" Whatever I didn't get it because I didn't want to hear his bullshit anymore. He kept staring at me in class though.. <^> We watched Selena for the rest of class. There was a part where she was in school and there were these girls making fun of her saying "Selena, what kind of name is that.." and just stuff like that. Then everybody in class turns to look at me.. Gee thanks guys. <^> Got the Sadies pictures today! (: I looove them. Heh. P.E. was whatever. Just walked and talked. Fillpot's was boring as usual.. Went home today since my mom was being unfair and picked me up..

[carmelleeejesssica]

3.28.12, Wednesday

Went to DLSU for the confirmation. We arrived there at 1:45 pm. I don't know why, but everything felt different. Being in college.. I don't know. It's just.. too fast, I think. Though I know in myself that I already am ready. I just don't want it to experience it right away. I've got two more months of vacation though. Classes will start at May 24. =( Too early. Disadvantage of tri-semester. Tsk.

3.29.12, Thursday.

I woke up to the sound of the rain. I love rainy days. Really. Especially the smell after the rain. But I won't deny the fact that it makes me sad sometimes. Going back, Clodet and I was supposed to make a video for Lab's birthday on Sunday but it was raining hard and I don't want clodet to have a hard time so I cancelled that. At around 3 pm, it wasn't raining that hard anymore. So at 4 pm, I went at Charm's place to collect the contribution for our swimming. When I arrived there, Kem, Allan, Jerome, Kim, and Charms(of course) were there already. We had almost 4k with us. We left at around 6 pm. Jerome, Jade, Keith, Sam, Jem, Allan, and I went straight to the BBQ place. Tropang BBQ. =) We had our usual foods. Isaw. Laman. Haha. I went home at around 7 pm.

3.30.12, Friday

I went to Ministop at 3:30 pm to get Pat, Marj, and Carla's contribution for our swimming. Then I walked to our school and waited for Kem and Allan. We went inside and saw our teachers there. Everyone was there. I missed them. But we only stayed there for 10 minutes. I didn't got the chance to talk to Tr. Maruja and the others. It's just sad. I'll see them soon, though. So we went to Kem's place to compute the expenses for the swimming, and the remaining money, and everything. We also ate there some junk foods and then.. talked. Allan and I left at around 6 pm to meet Lablin. Allan went home when I met Lablin. So when Allan left, we ate fried siomai and kwek-kwek, and talked about things.. mostly about Norman. hahaha. Never ending topics about him. It's just funny though, how she trusts me and tell me her "lovestory" and problems clinged with it. Though she tells me her problems about it, I never gave her a good advice.. even once. In fact, I gave her stupid advices, always stupid. If not stupid, funny.. hahaha. It seemes to help though. So going back, we walked to somewhere near our place and sat there and just talk and talk and talk again. We went home at around 8:15 pm already.

So.. in about 3 and a half hours, I should meet with my classmates already. Swimmmmiing time! =) Kbye.

[thedumblyfe]

3.29.12

Taking all of my anger out on my english project.

I'm still pretty upset. 

[wwedotcom-blog]

Curt Hawkins VS John Cena | RAW | 3.29.12

Curt Hawkins and John Cena stood in the ring, ready to face each other. As soon as the bell rang, they leveled each other, seeing who would make a move first. John quickly got Curt in a headlock, with Curt trying to escape. With Curt in a headlock, John brought his elbow down to Curt’s jaw, and kept doing it until Curt was almost knocked out. His ruthless side, once again, was showing. John thought this was an easy match, so he was doing whatever he could to hurt Hawkins and win.

As John continued the blows to Curt’s head, the crowd boo’d him loudly. Then, a familiar voice came on a microphone. “John! Please stop hurting him!” It was Trent Barreta. He ran down to the ring and got in. “John, I know this is not a good time… But please stop hurting Curt… John I’m sorry for what happened between us… I want us to be friends again, John… I’ll forget about Justin, forget about everything I ever had to do with him.” John just looked at him. “Trent…” John said, walking over to him. “No.” Before Trent knew it, John punched him in the face, and Trent was knocked out. John stood over him, smirking. 

But Justin Gabriel ran down to the ring, and got in John’s face. As they stood nose to nose, Justin said “What is wrong with you? Trent has done NOTHING wrong! Grow up!” John just laughed before saying “I’m so sick of you getting involved in my matches! When you want to finally face me like a man, then we’ll talk.” John turned from Justin and focused his attention on a still unconscious Curt. Justin put his hand on John’s shoulder and turned him back around. John got in his face again, “DON’T put your damn hands on me!” John didn’t give Justin any time, he just repeatedly punched him in the face, leaving him beside Trent. As soon as John turned around Curt was awake and going after him. Curt ran at him, trying to hit him, but John ducked. When Curt came running again, John got him on his shoulders and hit him with an AA, and went for the pin. After his victory, John picked up the microphone Trent had, “Three idiots in one night. Guess my work is done!” he said sarcastically, before throwing the microphone down and leaving the ring.

[wwedotcom-blog]

Backstage | RAW | 3.29.12

Orton was fuming as he walked the halls backstage. He was moving quickly on the hunt for Jericho, looking to get his revenge. Deciding to check the parking lot, Orton impatiently scanned the area. He backed away once he realized it was empty, heated at his discovery.

“I enjoyed every minute of the beating my husband gave you.”

Orton stopped in his tracks after hearing the comment. He turned around slowly, smirking when he realized who was responsible. His eyebrow rose as he walked up to the woman in a taunting manner. 

With his chin lifted up in the air he stared down at Jessica, Jericho’s wife. His gaze was icy as usual, unwelcoming to her presence. She drew back a little, but held her ground as Orton invaded her personal space. Orton looked her up and down silently, squinting once his eyes returned to hers.

The Viper’s expression went dark as he mentally came up with a plan. She suddenly backed away from the superstar, noticing the dangerous look in his eyes. Orton moved with her immediately, cornering her in. “Where’s that big mouth of yours now?” he finally yelled. Originally he wanted to scare her off, but his mind went against the innocent thought. His mind gave him other sadistic ideas. Ideas that would help him get inside the head of Chris Jericho.

She screamed and squirmed around as Orton suddenly wrapped his arms around her head.  Quickly he ran with her, landing an RKO over the hood of the car nearby. Jessica fell out on the ground, unconscious from the move right after.  With his pupils blown wide Randy slid to the ground fists first, raising his body up slightly as he stalked her. The officials came running in, physically putting themselves between Orton and the fallen woman. He rose to his feet and was pushed away by the referees as Jessica was set up carefully on the stretcher. The officials yelled at him to get back while he stood there, his hands over his head, watching as they hauled Jessica away.

[wwedotcom-blog]

Caylee Turner VS Tiffany | RAW | 3.29.12

As Raw faded in from a brief break, the cameras focused on the ring where a timid Tiffany stood - prepared for just her second match back in from of the live audience. Her eyes were focused on the referee, who during the break had made sure to herd a fired up Caylee Turner into her corner. As the referee motioned for the bell, Caylee Turner hopped to the side - clearly excited with the match up set before them - as Tiffany sheepishly moved to the side, her hands up in preparation for a lock-up. Caylee paused before the woman, gazing at her in complete disbelief. Her head cocked to the side, Caylee extended one singular hand with an extended pointer finger towards the bubbly blonde. Shouting a slur of profanities towards the blonde that caused her to jerk her eyes to the ground - feeling frustrated - Tiffany went forward for the lock up. Tiffany relented for a brief second, allowing Caylee to force the more seasoned star into the nearby turnbuckle. With both of her hands wrapped around Tiffany’s throat, Caylee began to hammer Tiffany’s back into the turnbuckle until she slumped down as Caylee stepped back at the four count, arguing with the referee about how “whores shouldn’t be protected,” earning a vicious glare from Tiffany. As Caylee turned around, smirking at the glare, she then leaned over. Her hands planted on her knees, Caylee continued to insult the downed diva - who’s hand was loosely wrapped around her own neck. Tiffany slowly rose to her feet which gave Caylee the opportunity to run forward for a clothesline, however Tiffany rolled out of the way, hopping up behind a twirling Caylee Turner to slam her down with an arm drag. Caylee quickly kipped up and turned into another that Tiffany quickly locked into a tight armbar, much to the joy of the audience in attendance. As Tiffany tugged on Caylee’s arm, Caylee rolled to a knee to try and alleviate the pressure standing. Reaching out to grab a handful of Tiffany’s hair, Caylee jerked on it roughly to cause the blonde to weaken the hold before she jerked Tiffany’s face roughly down onto her knee. Lifting Tiffany up to her full height after she crouched over, Caylee threw a hard forearm to Tiffany’s cheek before jerking her in for a tight headlock. Running forward slightly, Caylee went for a running bulldog but was sent hard to her impressive rear end. As Caylee cringed, Tiffany ran forward to kick her hard in the spine before throwing her down for a pin. One. Two. With a huff, Tiffany jerked Caylee back up to her feet only to get a hard punch to the gut followed by a disrespectful slap to the face. As Tiffany reeled back, Caylee lifted her finger to shout in the other woman’s face, mocking the blonde which earned yet another glare. Tiffany went to throw a punch that Caylee ducked beneath, then shoving Tiffany back as she slapped her once more, loudly questioning Tiffany’s worth. Shoving Tiffany once more, Caylee then stood toe-to-toe with her blonde foe, pointing towards the entrance ramp, dismissing her from the ring. Tiffany, refusing to make eye contact, nodded her head as she turned around and went to exit, only to twist right back around to spear Caylee into the ground. Throwing a flurry of vicious punches into Caylee’s face, the blonde began to erratically shout at the younger star. The referee was forced to remove Tiffany from her opponent, who leaned up on an elbow with a hand to her face, spitting a small bit of blood out of her mouth with a smile on her face. Crawling to a knee, Caylee then motioned for the referee to move out of the way as she shouted another insult at Tiffany, who came forward with a dropkick to the center of Caylee’s face. Tiffany towered over her downed opponent, brutally stomping away at her until the referee removed her once more. Rolling to her feet after a moment, Caylee placed her hand on her jaw and tightened it before she leaned over. Allowing Tiffany one final free punch, Caylee was rocked back before she avoided Tiffany’s tackle and grabbed the blonde’s hair as she whipped past, slamming her down onto the mat. Quickly straddling over Tiffany, Caylee grabbed both sides of Tiffany’s hair and began to bang her head off of the mat until Tiffany managed to roll her, doing the same until they reached over to the ropes. As Tiffany rolled off of Caylee, she stomped down onto her and went down to jerk her to her feet, only to be thrown out through the middle rope as Caylee shoved her through it. As Tiffany collided on the outside with a thud, Caylee hopped up to her feet to look out into the disapproving audience, leaning over to blow a cocky kiss before she hopped out of the ring. For several minutes, the two brawled at ringside - one rolling in and right back out to restart the count after getting dominance. As Tiffany speared Caylee into the steel turnbuckle post, she then threw her in under the bottom rope and went for a pin only to pause as she slid inside to eye the new individual at ringside. Standing on the other side of the ring, Dean Ambrose rose up to the apron to the referee’s protest as Tiffany tried to quickly scatter away only to be reassured by the referee as Dean hopped down, taking a small step back with both hands raised innocently in the air. Tiffany was still apprehensive, rising up to the referee to try and get him removed from ringside but her words were quickly interrupted as Caylee brought her down with a chop to the back of her knees. As Tiffany fell forward, Caylee went up and sent Tiffany into the ground with a bulldog. Managing to get control for a portion of time, Caylee used her rage as her tool, but it soon would cause her to crash and burn. As Tiffany tended to her face after a curbstomp that earned the referee’s concerned, Caylee went to the corner to jerk off the top padding. Skipping back over, Caylee jerked Tiffany to her feet and went to throw her into the turnbuckle only to have it be reversed. As Caylee’s back hit the exposed steel, it rammed into it once more as Tiffany ran forward with a clothesline then bringing Caylee face first to the mat with a bulldog. Trying to keep the momentum, Tiffany bounced off into the ropes as Caylee slowly stood up only to be tripped up by Dean Ambrose. As Tiffany turned around to confront him, she quickly coiled away and turned around to get met with a big boot to the face. As Tiffany slumped down, Caylee went for the pin as Dean trekked back up the ramp. The audience heavily booing Dean for his interference with his current target, the referee’s pin was hardly audible. One. Two. Three!

As Caylee scorned the pin fall, she then hopped up to her knees, her arms stretched out wide as she looked out towards the disapproving audience. A bright smile was captured on her face as she lifted up one point, reaching in with a hand to remove a small item. Popping off the cap, Caylee then straddled over Tiffany, digging her knees into her shoulders to hold her down as she brought a black Sharpie across Tiffany’s forehead, very clearly etching the word “WHORE” onto it backwards - readable in the mirror. With a smirk, Caylee rolled off to the referee’s demands and hopped up to her feet, proudly swatting her hands - pleased with her work before she dropped down to the mat and rolled out of the ring. As Tiffany sat up, questioning what it said in a daze to the referee, Caylee disappeared into the back as Raw went to commercial break.

[wwedotcom-blog]

Backstage | RAW | 3.29.12

CM Punk, looking grimly determined, stepped into Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley's office without so much as knocking. "What do you want." The general manager spat as soon as she laid eyes on the former champion.

"Oh, many things. Alberto Del Rio's head on a stick, Mark Henry fired, Dean Ambrose sent to a mental institution... MY FUCKING CHAMPIONSHIP BACK," Punk began in a drawled out tone, finishing in a roar. 

Stephanie rolled her eyes, stepping away from her desk and walking to meet the former champ in the middle of the room. "I don't condone murder. Mark Henry hasn't done anything wrong that I know of. And Ambrose passed the tests... plus, it's not my fault you couldn't keep your title, big shot." She spoke up in a fearlessly cold tone. 

It was obvious how livid Punk was. "Give. Me. My. Rematch. If I don't get that re-match for the next PPV, I'll come and GTS YOU, you fucking bitch." He snarled, Stephanie obivously offended by his comment. 

"We'll see." She muttered, not backing down.

"Stephanie, I know something sneaky's going on around here. And I'm fucking sick of it. What? Is Alberto paying off the refs? Because I know I didn't tap, yet the bell rang. Are you just too much like your father? I'm gonna fucking find out, and when I find out who was at fault for my fluke of a loss, I will kill them." CM Punk told Stephanie in a seemingly composed voice, before turning and walking out. Leaving the TNR GM angry as ever.