Post-Wrestlemania Depression
Mood:  blue
I know, it's almost been a week, but it was SO good! Wrestlemania is like New Year's for the wrestling world, and it just has me thinking, some stuff in paticular, some all over the place thoughts, but thinking none-the-less.

The thing I mostly think about is my future. I know what I want, I'm not sure how to get there, but the thing is, would I REALLY do ANYTHING to get it.

Like, say you really want to be famous, what if someone came along, saw potential in you, but said, I'll help out your career and make you rich and famous, but you have to drop your whole life, abandon all your friends, family, and other relationships, would you do it? It's something SO tempting, but it's asking to give up SO much.

I'm not sure what I would do in that situation. It's just been on my mind for a while, and I needed to write that down, to get it out of me.

I REALLY hope Shawn Michaels turns heel soon, then he would be mega-uber-hot!

I'm phasing.