Post by Freya Davis on Oct 22, 2012 11:49:35 GMT -6
"ONE! TWO! THREE! Three times that hand slapped the mat. Three of the longest seconds in my life waiting for that three count to be finished. I got up to my feet, knee killing me, and I knew that I had accomplished what I've been wanting for so long this year. Since the beginning of this year all I've wanted is a title shot. It took me four matches to get it. Four of the hardest matches that seemed to take longer, and longer for me to achieve my dream. Well the first stage of my dream anyways.
Vargas tried hard. She tried so hard to take my knee out from me. It didn't matter. You going to call that a fluke like you called Jenny beating you last month? I proved to be a better, and smarter, wrestler then you were. So go ahead and make excuses about how you lost, or how much of a better person you really are then me. Nothing else matters but the win-loss column. I had four wins these past four weeks. I am undefeated since coming back.
I'm awfully proud of it. The crowd loves me or they do a really great job of making it seem like they do anyways. Sorry if I'm going on about nothing but I'm just on this high right now from winning this entire thing. Its like when a sports player wins a tournament to go to the bigger prize. Everyone is like yay, we deifed all of the odds and won! Unless you were heavily favored but honestly, I'm not so sure that I was favored at all. I come back, again, first four matches I won were this. That's an underdog story.
Or at least I think it is. Not too sure. I'm not gonna throw a word around like comeback as this wasn't the proper use for it. I just rallied. There is a difference. I might not be the smartest cookie in the world but I know darn well what is what. Like when I walk into the pay per view this coming Sunday. My first pay per view appearence, that matters, in quite some time. Ever since I lost to her the first time anyways. That was back in April? Does April sound right? I think it does because that was when Brad was like I'm gonna be a derp and comeback.
Yes I called one of my own brothers a derp. Well he is. Did you see what he did now? Ugh. But this isn't about him and his tendancies to knock up women at an alarming rate to mass produce a small nation of children. This is about finally getting what I want. Since the start of this year, or close to it, I've been just wanting a title shot. That's all I've wanted for quite some time now. Just a chance. A chance. Should I lose I won't complain or beg for another shot.
I'll just accept that at this certain time that I was not meant to be the champion. Still there has to be a match yet. There has to be me going down to the ring and giving it my all against Jennifer Williams. The woman who made me want to get through the last four weeks to get my shot at her again. As we know it wasn't always like this. Back in April she was an up and comer. I was working for a title shot. She knocked me down quite a few pegs and it honestly got some sand in my vagina.
I don't like sand in my vagina so I left. Sure I used the excuse that I wanted to let Brad have his moments but to be honest, I wanted to focus on other things. Spending time with my husband and daughter, going to school, and I tried a normal job. I worked at a Best Buy for a month and a half. It honestly wasn't too much fun. People are idiots. So after we moved I decided that it was time to get back into real ring shape, not moonlighting as a wrestler once a month. So here I am.
That is your answer to the big what did Freya do while gone for months yet again. I know, I'm a boring person. The most interesting thing about my life is kid vomit and the occasional date night with the husband. Jenny Williams is an exciting person. She has an exciting life. What I've pieced together is that her boyfriend is a psycho. Like a huge one too. The man dresses up like a horror movie villian for crying out loud. My man dresses like, well, a man.
Jenny Williams has a little brother who at one time loved to scream his name and act like a giant idiot. Pretty exciting. My brothers would rather sit at home, or in Brad's case, have a woman scream his name. Jenny Williams kind of runs or ran a huge business. I can barely use the stove without starting a fire. Jenny Williams enjoys to cosplay on days that aren't Halloween. I'm going as a slutty Harley Quinn. Every female costume now has to be slutty. Its how the world is now. I honestly saw a slutty bubble gum costume in the store. Dexter said it would make my butt look awesome but everything makes my butt look awesome.
Which brings me to my next point. Thank you for supporting me through this tournament, Jenny. I saw you jumping up and down when I won. You've said for weeks on the Twitter that you'd rather see me win. You know how that makes me feel? Pretty awesome. I love having support from non family members. Makes me feel loved. Not that people could ever hate me. Except for an entire promotion full of people that won't be named because they're all a bunch of poopie heads.
But yeah, Road to the Gold, will it be my night to get the Starlet's World Title away from a woman who doesn't stay with her own race? I mean seriously Jenny, what the hell? Why you going out with that crazy white guy? Shouldn't you be going out with a latino or something. I don't know what you are, honestly, but the white man, really? White people are just terrible. They hold us back. I hate white people and you should too.
By the way, I got my Red Bull sponsorship. I've been drinking it today. Gotta gooooo!"
Vargas tried hard. She tried so hard to take my knee out from me. It didn't matter. You going to call that a fluke like you called Jenny beating you last month? I proved to be a better, and smarter, wrestler then you were. So go ahead and make excuses about how you lost, or how much of a better person you really are then me. Nothing else matters but the win-loss column. I had four wins these past four weeks. I am undefeated since coming back.
I'm awfully proud of it. The crowd loves me or they do a really great job of making it seem like they do anyways. Sorry if I'm going on about nothing but I'm just on this high right now from winning this entire thing. Its like when a sports player wins a tournament to go to the bigger prize. Everyone is like yay, we deifed all of the odds and won! Unless you were heavily favored but honestly, I'm not so sure that I was favored at all. I come back, again, first four matches I won were this. That's an underdog story.
Or at least I think it is. Not too sure. I'm not gonna throw a word around like comeback as this wasn't the proper use for it. I just rallied. There is a difference. I might not be the smartest cookie in the world but I know darn well what is what. Like when I walk into the pay per view this coming Sunday. My first pay per view appearence, that matters, in quite some time. Ever since I lost to her the first time anyways. That was back in April? Does April sound right? I think it does because that was when Brad was like I'm gonna be a derp and comeback.
Yes I called one of my own brothers a derp. Well he is. Did you see what he did now? Ugh. But this isn't about him and his tendancies to knock up women at an alarming rate to mass produce a small nation of children. This is about finally getting what I want. Since the start of this year, or close to it, I've been just wanting a title shot. That's all I've wanted for quite some time now. Just a chance. A chance. Should I lose I won't complain or beg for another shot.
I'll just accept that at this certain time that I was not meant to be the champion. Still there has to be a match yet. There has to be me going down to the ring and giving it my all against Jennifer Williams. The woman who made me want to get through the last four weeks to get my shot at her again. As we know it wasn't always like this. Back in April she was an up and comer. I was working for a title shot. She knocked me down quite a few pegs and it honestly got some sand in my vagina.
I don't like sand in my vagina so I left. Sure I used the excuse that I wanted to let Brad have his moments but to be honest, I wanted to focus on other things. Spending time with my husband and daughter, going to school, and I tried a normal job. I worked at a Best Buy for a month and a half. It honestly wasn't too much fun. People are idiots. So after we moved I decided that it was time to get back into real ring shape, not moonlighting as a wrestler once a month. So here I am.
That is your answer to the big what did Freya do while gone for months yet again. I know, I'm a boring person. The most interesting thing about my life is kid vomit and the occasional date night with the husband. Jenny Williams is an exciting person. She has an exciting life. What I've pieced together is that her boyfriend is a psycho. Like a huge one too. The man dresses up like a horror movie villian for crying out loud. My man dresses like, well, a man.
Jenny Williams has a little brother who at one time loved to scream his name and act like a giant idiot. Pretty exciting. My brothers would rather sit at home, or in Brad's case, have a woman scream his name. Jenny Williams kind of runs or ran a huge business. I can barely use the stove without starting a fire. Jenny Williams enjoys to cosplay on days that aren't Halloween. I'm going as a slutty Harley Quinn. Every female costume now has to be slutty. Its how the world is now. I honestly saw a slutty bubble gum costume in the store. Dexter said it would make my butt look awesome but everything makes my butt look awesome.
Which brings me to my next point. Thank you for supporting me through this tournament, Jenny. I saw you jumping up and down when I won. You've said for weeks on the Twitter that you'd rather see me win. You know how that makes me feel? Pretty awesome. I love having support from non family members. Makes me feel loved. Not that people could ever hate me. Except for an entire promotion full of people that won't be named because they're all a bunch of poopie heads.
But yeah, Road to the Gold, will it be my night to get the Starlet's World Title away from a woman who doesn't stay with her own race? I mean seriously Jenny, what the hell? Why you going out with that crazy white guy? Shouldn't you be going out with a latino or something. I don't know what you are, honestly, but the white man, really? White people are just terrible. They hold us back. I hate white people and you should too.
By the way, I got my Red Bull sponsorship. I've been drinking it today. Gotta gooooo!"
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I be reppin' my set today, yo. Today I'm hyper and I look so gangsta. Got my baggy shorts on, really cool expensive Jordans, and the rest of that stuff. I look terrible in a do-rag so I got one of Dexter's hats on. Tasha looks at me really confused why mommy looks so dope. I'm so fly and my ass looks like da bomb. I grab my baby girl as she latches on my neck as we head to the living room where Dexter is in his chair reading the paper. I put Tasha down as he doesn't bother to notice us.
Freya: What's good, bro?
Dexter lowers the sports section as he eyes me over. He cracks a smile as I walk around like a fine upstanding urban gentleman would.
Freya: I said what's good?
Dex: Just readin' the paper, dawg. Sup wit' you?
Now he's gotten into the spirit of things! This is great. I love it when we joke around and play like this. I make sure to not step on Tasha who is crawling around like the great adventurer when she sees our kitten pawing about.
Freya: Ya know, just doin' me homie. Tryin' to get past whitey holdin' me back and shizzle.
Does anyone say shizzle anymore? I don't know.
Dex: Yeah, whitey be a pain the ass.
Freya: I heard dat. I'm finna cop dat, uh,
I don't know where I am going with this. What should I take right now? Why did I open my mouth without having a way to finish this.
Dex: Oh you gonna get that new can of Red Bull to replace your old one?
Freya: Yeah! I mean, yeah, that's what I'mma get cuz my throat is dry.
Dex: Well its always a great idea to stay hydrated. Without staying hydrated your might encounter serious medical problems.
Wait, is he going to act like a white person now? Oh he's so silly and this is totally on!
Freya: I know dawg. I be drinkin' dem forties like dey nuffin'.
Dex: Muffins?
Freya: Nuffin!
Dex: I wouldn't like any muffins. Unless they are a bran muffin because those help me stay on a regular schedule.
Okay, that was hilarious. I'm trying not to laugh right now as I keep walking around with, oh what's that really stupid word that doesn't have any real application towards life? Oh right, swag. I am walking around with swag.
Freya: Man dat's some bull. Y'all know if you wanna be on the reg, you needs to be eatin' err'thing with hot sauce.
Dex: Oh goodness no! That is way to hot and spicy. The only spice I need is a little bit of pumpkin spice in my coffee in the morning around Thanksgiving.
Now he does a generic white person laugh. That belly laugh. You know that all white people do. Stupid white people.
Freya: Really dawg? Y'all a bunch of chickens. Y'alls idea of a fun Saturday night is just stayin' at the crib and watchin' some TV show. In the hood, we go down to tha dice game. People be gettin' shot at. Shiz is crazy, dawg.
Dex: Isn't that illegal? I should call the police and report this!
Freya: You a narc? I'll put a cap in your ass if you a narc.
Its still super hard not to laugh right now. Dexter grabs me by the hips and puts me on his lap.
Dex: That's enough now. No one accuses me of being a narc and gets away with it!
OH NO HE'S TICKLING ME! I'm so super ticklish. My hat falls off as Tasha claps her hands seeing daddy get the best of mommy. Now I seriously can't stop laughing. I fall to the floor, right on my bum. Tasha crawls over quickly to check on me as Dexter looks down knowing my fall was cushioned.
Dex: You okay, babe?
Between my laughter I find the moment to answer him.
Freya: Yes.
Tasha gets into my lap and begins to tickle me now too! Oh that little monkey butt! Its a huge tickle fight! Jenny Williams might have a more exciting life but I wouldn't trade mine for anything else. Also...
YOLO! Gots to keep it real, yo.