Post by Rose Acantha on Jan 26, 2013 16:43:22 GMT -6
As the match that Miss Callie passed from Mrs. Kathy lingered in my head I slowly understood really why Mr. Nate had the personality that he had…you know the type of personality that made him a buzz kill.
Adversity is an ugly monster like that.
Too many things…too many emotions run through your head…and even if you wanted to you had to keep them all at bay…you have to keep a straight face…you had to keep a strong face. No one could know how you truly felt…this was a chess match…a game that I know was playing.
This was my first true test a wrestler facing adversity. I had faced Miss Amy but accordingly that was child’s play compared to the stuff I was in. I was not now facing a teacher turned rival, I was now facing a woman who not only had the worst intentions for me and had the power to flaunt to make my life whatever living heck she had for me.
While I had passed the first circle…the ante was going to be upped. That of course was apparent with my match against not just a powerful but really a dominant tag team of misses in EMF.
The scene for this week was silent between Mr. Nate and I. It had been a hard week for both of us. Mr. Nate had been trying to gain some ground to ensure that his message was heard despite being severely limited. Then, well we all know what is going with me. This was worse than being at an impasse…because we knew what we wanted to do…what we needed to do…and we were capable of doing…but were handcuffed in doing it.
I could see it in Mr. Nate’s eyes. His look toward me was that he couldn’t at me directly, in my eyes. A look that almost pleaded for an apology, that he never in his wildest imagination wanted to see me in the predicament that I was in. If anything he was the mister that was supposed to be taking all of the adversity and I was supposed to be the one living care free fighting for competition sake…but unfortunately that was not the case. It was almost to the point now that he wanted to help me but couldn’t give me any real insight and that seeing me in the situation I was in, was harder than being in the situation himself.
I know he wanted to say something anything to help me out in my time of need but I guess the real issue…the real questions were…
How can you truly help someone when you were the cause of the problem…?
And…
How can you help someone when you really don’t have a good solution?
Welcome to hell kiddo?
“I am not there yet.”
What even with a handicap match and whatever Kathy decides to pull out of her rear end how can you not say you are making the journey right now?
“The version of that horrific place is only resigned to the people who have given up…and last time I checked I haven’t given up yet.”
You haven’t given up yet? Who said a damn thing about you giving up…you are being subjected to the whim of a scorned woman…and not only that you are pouring salt and squeezing a lemon into a gaping wound.
“I have to fight though…I mean do you expect me to take this sitting down?”
You are sitting down…you are letting Kathy take the offensive and you are just submitting to her whims…
“You do realize I can’t touch her right?”
Who says you have to touch HER?
“What do you mean…?”
You have a lot to learn child.
So here we are…another week down…and of course another week of misery tried to be imparted upon me by one Miss Kathy Conway who seems to be in more control of the Starlets than her husband Mr. Jake….and well we all know what he is focusing more on now…of course this is all subjective…but I decided I just needed to give my opinion.
So a week of so called misery where I went again the bigger, stronger, Miss Emma….a match that I was the underdog in…and a match where it would have pleased Mrs. Kathy if I was completely dominated…and sure enough I had the fight of my life getting beaten down almost every step of the way…but in the end guess which misses got their hand raised in the end…I did.
Yes I did. I stuck it out and took all that was dished out and I…not MISS EMMA…and especially NOT MRS. KATHY got that victory. That can’t be taken away from me…and no mister or misses will ever take that away from me…
But what surprised me above all else was my reward for such a resounding victory…a handicap match…and not just against any two misses…but against EMF…
Wow…huh? What a surprise…I was just surprised that there wasn’t a cage thrown in there as well…but before I get to the ladies I will be competing against let me talk about what disappointed me about getting this match the most.
You see misters and misses when I got this match…like everyone saw…I was given this match by a miss who was essentially a secretary posing as an authority figure Miss Callie…and not you…and too be honest with her condescending tone…and her attitude of superiority made me want to slap the taste out her mouth. It was so hard to keep my actions at bay…because frankly Miss Callie wasn’t getting arrested for.
But I suppose you noticed something or in this case someone missing from this story…a certain misses…a certain misses who wants to make my life an utter and living heck. Yes that misses goes by the name of Mrs. Kathy Conway…
Yes the thing that disappointed me about the way this match was presented to me…me going against the misses of EMF…was the fact that the misses who wants to make my life miserable is no place to be found…no Miss Kathy is sitting comfortably in her office, sending her minion misses to do her dirty work…
It’s a shame Miss Kathy…I thought you were a stronger misses…a wiser misses…and but of course a brave misses…but of course you doing what you have done has showed that you are none and I repeat…NONE of those things….
To me you are nothing more than a coward…a miss presenting herself one way and then actually doing the exact opposite…
So next time you want to deal with me…I am free to do it personally…face to face…miss to miss…and not over my unconscious body that you got one of your minion misses to take care of for you…but me and you standing face to face…
Of course I am not expecting much and thus not anticipating you to follow through with such a simple request…which I must say doesn’t do you much favors in being a role model to you children there…
In fact if you are having a hard time being a proper role model to your daughter…little Miss Solitaire…I know Mr. Andy is doing a great job in being her favorite male wrestler…I am sure I can facilitate being her favorite female wrestler….
With that said, now let me get to the match at hand and the not one but two misses who will work in conjunction to continue this road to heck that I am on now.
I have history with Miss Crissy inside that ring, but none with Miss Zelda…even though she tried to make Mr. Nate’s life a living heck for his support of Miss Kelly…but that is neither here nor there.
I have not liked Miss Crissy for her propensity for being fake…for while getting success really only got in the Starlets tag team because of what her partner Miss Zelda did from what I recall…and yes while Miss Crissy did win a championship on her own…I still just feel my skin crawl when I look at her…and especially when she talks…it is very elitist…it is very dismissive…and while I can respect her as an athlete and one that has beaten me on multiple occasions I just find her attitude like nails on a chalkboard….I can’t put my finger about it…but is there and frankly Miss Crissy and I are like oil and water…nothing totally personal…we are just two separate people.
As for Miss Zelda…or should I call her Miss Z…who knows…I’ll probably figure that out later. I hope what happened with you and Mr. Nate – if you do actually remember that whole charade, is water under the bridge…especially now that Miss Kelly is acting the way she is now. You know the whole enemy of my enemy type of thing although I highly doubt being friends is probably not going to be in our future…not that we could never be…but our paths are separate right now.
When I came to this company…your name rang in the annuls of legends that were…well legendary. I know of your exploits even had the opportunity to watch…during that icky Sydney phase…and I would look forward to take you on one on one…but alas our first meeting isn’t going to be this way is it…
Now both of you misses look to be having an off week facing me this week….and I look to be the biggest of underdogs…but like last week I went in with the mentality that I was the long shot but I knew I could prove people wrong…and guess what I am going to do the same thing on Sunday…
You see I am not…I refuse to go down without a fight. Despite what many would say I am going to make this thing a fight and a match where I really show my true grit. On Sunday…you will see many continue to my transformation as I walk through the various circles of heck that Miss Kathy is putting me…
Yes I may be a long shot…but I guarantee I will open a few eyes with what I am going to do…regardless of whether I win or lose…I will be getting up and laughing in the face of Miss Kathy...
Yes Miss Kathy...really bring your worst...because this is child's play
Adversity is an ugly monster like that.
Too many things…too many emotions run through your head…and even if you wanted to you had to keep them all at bay…you have to keep a straight face…you had to keep a strong face. No one could know how you truly felt…this was a chess match…a game that I know was playing.
This was my first true test a wrestler facing adversity. I had faced Miss Amy but accordingly that was child’s play compared to the stuff I was in. I was not now facing a teacher turned rival, I was now facing a woman who not only had the worst intentions for me and had the power to flaunt to make my life whatever living heck she had for me.
While I had passed the first circle…the ante was going to be upped. That of course was apparent with my match against not just a powerful but really a dominant tag team of misses in EMF.
The scene for this week was silent between Mr. Nate and I. It had been a hard week for both of us. Mr. Nate had been trying to gain some ground to ensure that his message was heard despite being severely limited. Then, well we all know what is going with me. This was worse than being at an impasse…because we knew what we wanted to do…what we needed to do…and we were capable of doing…but were handcuffed in doing it.
I could see it in Mr. Nate’s eyes. His look toward me was that he couldn’t at me directly, in my eyes. A look that almost pleaded for an apology, that he never in his wildest imagination wanted to see me in the predicament that I was in. If anything he was the mister that was supposed to be taking all of the adversity and I was supposed to be the one living care free fighting for competition sake…but unfortunately that was not the case. It was almost to the point now that he wanted to help me but couldn’t give me any real insight and that seeing me in the situation I was in, was harder than being in the situation himself.
I know he wanted to say something anything to help me out in my time of need but I guess the real issue…the real questions were…
How can you truly help someone when you were the cause of the problem…?
And…
How can you help someone when you really don’t have a good solution?
Welcome to hell kiddo?
“I am not there yet.”
What even with a handicap match and whatever Kathy decides to pull out of her rear end how can you not say you are making the journey right now?
“The version of that horrific place is only resigned to the people who have given up…and last time I checked I haven’t given up yet.”
You haven’t given up yet? Who said a damn thing about you giving up…you are being subjected to the whim of a scorned woman…and not only that you are pouring salt and squeezing a lemon into a gaping wound.
“I have to fight though…I mean do you expect me to take this sitting down?”
You are sitting down…you are letting Kathy take the offensive and you are just submitting to her whims…
“You do realize I can’t touch her right?”
Who says you have to touch HER?
“What do you mean…?”
You have a lot to learn child.
So here we are…another week down…and of course another week of misery tried to be imparted upon me by one Miss Kathy Conway who seems to be in more control of the Starlets than her husband Mr. Jake….and well we all know what he is focusing more on now…of course this is all subjective…but I decided I just needed to give my opinion.
So a week of so called misery where I went again the bigger, stronger, Miss Emma….a match that I was the underdog in…and a match where it would have pleased Mrs. Kathy if I was completely dominated…and sure enough I had the fight of my life getting beaten down almost every step of the way…but in the end guess which misses got their hand raised in the end…I did.
Yes I did. I stuck it out and took all that was dished out and I…not MISS EMMA…and especially NOT MRS. KATHY got that victory. That can’t be taken away from me…and no mister or misses will ever take that away from me…
But what surprised me above all else was my reward for such a resounding victory…a handicap match…and not just against any two misses…but against EMF…
Wow…huh? What a surprise…I was just surprised that there wasn’t a cage thrown in there as well…but before I get to the ladies I will be competing against let me talk about what disappointed me about getting this match the most.
You see misters and misses when I got this match…like everyone saw…I was given this match by a miss who was essentially a secretary posing as an authority figure Miss Callie…and not you…and too be honest with her condescending tone…and her attitude of superiority made me want to slap the taste out her mouth. It was so hard to keep my actions at bay…because frankly Miss Callie wasn’t getting arrested for.
But I suppose you noticed something or in this case someone missing from this story…a certain misses…a certain misses who wants to make my life an utter and living heck. Yes that misses goes by the name of Mrs. Kathy Conway…
Yes the thing that disappointed me about the way this match was presented to me…me going against the misses of EMF…was the fact that the misses who wants to make my life miserable is no place to be found…no Miss Kathy is sitting comfortably in her office, sending her minion misses to do her dirty work…
It’s a shame Miss Kathy…I thought you were a stronger misses…a wiser misses…and but of course a brave misses…but of course you doing what you have done has showed that you are none and I repeat…NONE of those things….
To me you are nothing more than a coward…a miss presenting herself one way and then actually doing the exact opposite…
So next time you want to deal with me…I am free to do it personally…face to face…miss to miss…and not over my unconscious body that you got one of your minion misses to take care of for you…but me and you standing face to face…
Of course I am not expecting much and thus not anticipating you to follow through with such a simple request…which I must say doesn’t do you much favors in being a role model to you children there…
In fact if you are having a hard time being a proper role model to your daughter…little Miss Solitaire…I know Mr. Andy is doing a great job in being her favorite male wrestler…I am sure I can facilitate being her favorite female wrestler….
With that said, now let me get to the match at hand and the not one but two misses who will work in conjunction to continue this road to heck that I am on now.
I have history with Miss Crissy inside that ring, but none with Miss Zelda…even though she tried to make Mr. Nate’s life a living heck for his support of Miss Kelly…but that is neither here nor there.
I have not liked Miss Crissy for her propensity for being fake…for while getting success really only got in the Starlets tag team because of what her partner Miss Zelda did from what I recall…and yes while Miss Crissy did win a championship on her own…I still just feel my skin crawl when I look at her…and especially when she talks…it is very elitist…it is very dismissive…and while I can respect her as an athlete and one that has beaten me on multiple occasions I just find her attitude like nails on a chalkboard….I can’t put my finger about it…but is there and frankly Miss Crissy and I are like oil and water…nothing totally personal…we are just two separate people.
As for Miss Zelda…or should I call her Miss Z…who knows…I’ll probably figure that out later. I hope what happened with you and Mr. Nate – if you do actually remember that whole charade, is water under the bridge…especially now that Miss Kelly is acting the way she is now. You know the whole enemy of my enemy type of thing although I highly doubt being friends is probably not going to be in our future…not that we could never be…but our paths are separate right now.
When I came to this company…your name rang in the annuls of legends that were…well legendary. I know of your exploits even had the opportunity to watch…during that icky Sydney phase…and I would look forward to take you on one on one…but alas our first meeting isn’t going to be this way is it…
Now both of you misses look to be having an off week facing me this week….and I look to be the biggest of underdogs…but like last week I went in with the mentality that I was the long shot but I knew I could prove people wrong…and guess what I am going to do the same thing on Sunday…
You see I am not…I refuse to go down without a fight. Despite what many would say I am going to make this thing a fight and a match where I really show my true grit. On Sunday…you will see many continue to my transformation as I walk through the various circles of heck that Miss Kathy is putting me…
Yes I may be a long shot…but I guarantee I will open a few eyes with what I am going to do…regardless of whether I win or lose…I will be getting up and laughing in the face of Miss Kathy...
Yes Miss Kathy...really bring your worst...because this is child's play