FFFFFrustration

It all started in my first match at the Hagersville meet last Friday. I was supposed to face Soranno for my first match, so either way it's a win for Xavier. Some other coach decided to switch it up. I was up first. I faced the guy from the other school, with the usual difficulty of having to face tall people. Halfway through the first round Lanky-boy catches me by surprise and gets a nice grip on me; he proceeds to take me down. We fall on my shoulder. Hard. The shock of it all left me breathless on the mat, sitting up with my left shoulder numb. I tried moving it, but it wouldn't. Maybe it would wear off, I thought to myself. I got up; I wrestled on. I couldn't move my left arm at all without pain shooting through my shoulder [I had a chance to take him down, too]. I fought as hard as I could, but the pin was bound to come.

This is where the whole feeling of frustration comes. After the match, I went to go see a trainer about my shoulder. There were absolutely no signs pointing to them, noone from the school knew were to point me to. After finding the trainer, she gave me ice. That was it. n my head, I said "Got nothing to say to me?!" Frustration point number 1.

After sitting around hoping for it to start feeling better, it started to sink in; I wouldn't be wrestling anymore that day. I hate sitting around doing nothing. I do not like staying still. I was waiting so long for this meet, one that took up more than half of my day. Frustration gains another.

And now the school week has come. didn't want it to come, I'm just not ready for it. Although the idea of the Group 4 project excited me, my injury worried me very much. Today I learned just how useless I am right now. I know I could be farther along this project if it weren't for my shoulder. Frustration has given me strike three.

Apparently shoulder injuries take forever to heal. I've yet to see a doctor, I should go do that soon. My temporary sling hurts my neck [and my head]. If my mom sees me like this, I would have bought my wrestling shoes for nothing.

Control yourself!

I'm working on my new layout for this thing; I've made about 3 rough copies now. I can't seem to get something I like. But anyway,

After that long weekend, more normal boring schooldays are here. The kind that make you lazier because they've become so routine. With my mom gone for the Philippines until the first week of December, there's very minimum amount of control in my house. I guess this is a test for me. I gotta stop watching too much shows on the internet [I'm watching 8 different ones]; I gotta stop eating so much, [wrestling season is here], and I need to get my ass off this computer. And the cold is NOT helping.

I end up thinking about things I shouldn't be.


I'm gonna go do some homework before Heroes. [villainsssssssssssssssss]

Jubhugular.

Obviously, this post's about the other coolest person on the planet. I couldn't even decide on the title 'cause he has 9000+ nicknames.

'Kay so, Justin can be called my twin, my brother from another mother, maybe even my Jubby-Hubby. After being stuck together since the beginning of grade 11, we've done nothing other than that; stuck together. Some thing just clicked, I guess. I gotta say, though, I'm pretty jealous of Jubnub. He's got the money, the looks [you wish, buddy], talent, everything. I honestly can't think of any big things that bother me about Justin. Except for the sighing. It's actually infectious. I [hope I] wouldn't ever fight with Jubhug, anyway.

Serious when he needs to be, jolly when he can; I can assure you that being with Justin is worthwhile. Geez, he's always the driver [I'm navigator, thank you very much], and he doesn't seem to mind. We make the same jokes, say the same things, do the same things [only sometimes, we don't have our brains glued together...]. I'm usually competitive, but I don't mind Jubtits usually being the best. He puts a lot of effort into what he does, so he deserves it. He won't admit it, but he's a pretty dedicated person. And I bet, when he read that, he's still thinking "I'm one of the least dedicated people," or something like that. Take some credit, dude.

I'm all over the place here. Moving on.

Damn, I can't find a song that would suit Jublin. Nothing seems to hit it bang on...
Okay here we go. If Justin was a song / if I had a song for Justin, it would be Younglife by Anberlin. Lyric-wise, the song opens with "Hey brother, do you remember when?" and I think if I were to talk Justin years from now, I'd be able to say this line. Then the lyrics go on, and repeats the line "I wanna do it again." I know that these days with Justin are some of the best days ever [and you guys too, but this is about Juice-stain] and I would definitely want to do it again. On the other hand, this song can be like Justin too in the sense that it's hella catchy. I think that Justin is someone who is easily likable by anyone. It's just hard to not like the guy. The song is calm, but it still has a feeling of happiness [happy background vox!]. And when you get right down to the middle [not that I fully know Justin], you'll love it.

Another friend I don't plan on losing. We haven't gotten sick of each other [yet, rofl].

Besides, I like his house. [lololol]

You're the best, [aroo-uund~] Jew Stan.