I miss my MP3 player so much!
Ring Of Honor sent me back my new copy of the One Year Anniversary Show. Big props to them as they did it pretty quick, considering they had to wait to get my old one before sending the new one. I still haven't gotten my MP3 player back... fuck you RIO, I should have spent the extra $100 and bought an IPod so I wouldn't have to deal with this shit.
I think Jeff Foxworthy is on my tv, that sucks. NWA-TNA decided to pull all the ROH talent in less words then more, over jealousy. Fuck you Jeff Jarrett, fuck you Jerry Jarrett, fuck you "Dirty" Dutch Mantell, and fuck you Vince Russo for making the best booker in the world Gabe Sapolsky work harder than he should. Oh yeah especially, FUCK YOU BOB RYDER. At least Spanky is coming back at Round Robin Challenge III, if Mike Johnson does the bus trip, I'm going to deffinitley try to go to that. But mom wants me to go with two friends, so if Jerry or Foy read this, please contact me about it because it's going to be a hell of a trip. We have a World-1 show in the afternoon and then the ROH show at night. It's in Braintree, MA, right outside of Boston. So if the bus trip thing goes on, save your money because the show will rule, whether Christopher Daniels and AJ Styles are aloud to be their or not.
I went to the mall last night and hung out with Breanna the whole time. It was nice, I haven't seen her in over a week which is WAY too long since I'm used to seeing her everyday. I didn't buy anything except din din like usual but that's ok, there's nothing to buy, and I have to save up my money anyway for Round Robin Challenge III.
After such an emotional two days, there's only one way I can truly end this journal entry...
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PS... Happy Easter or whatever you desire to celebrate and if it's nothing, then happy Sunday.
I think Jeff Foxworthy is on my tv, that sucks. NWA-TNA decided to pull all the ROH talent in less words then more, over jealousy. Fuck you Jeff Jarrett, fuck you Jerry Jarrett, fuck you "Dirty" Dutch Mantell, and fuck you Vince Russo for making the best booker in the world Gabe Sapolsky work harder than he should. Oh yeah especially, FUCK YOU BOB RYDER. At least Spanky is coming back at Round Robin Challenge III, if Mike Johnson does the bus trip, I'm going to deffinitley try to go to that. But mom wants me to go with two friends, so if Jerry or Foy read this, please contact me about it because it's going to be a hell of a trip. We have a World-1 show in the afternoon and then the ROH show at night. It's in Braintree, MA, right outside of Boston. So if the bus trip thing goes on, save your money because the show will rule, whether Christopher Daniels and AJ Styles are aloud to be their or not.
I went to the mall last night and hung out with Breanna the whole time. It was nice, I haven't seen her in over a week which is WAY too long since I'm used to seeing her everyday. I didn't buy anything except din din like usual but that's ok, there's nothing to buy, and I have to save up my money anyway for Round Robin Challenge III.
After such an emotional two days, there's only one way I can truly end this journal entry...
ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH! ROH!
PS... Happy Easter or whatever you desire to celebrate and if it's nothing, then happy Sunday.