So, yes, me, (Former) HardyBitchNo1, has given up WWF, wrestling, Jeff Hardy, Edge, Jericho, etc. in all its glory, greatness, and happyiness-bringing. So you ask why? Because it was causing too many goddamn problems. Adam (Carrolla) knows and I know that if I were free to think and chose for myself, I would be sitting in my room waiting anxiously for RAW now, but instead, I've given up one of the few things that brings me happiness and utter and complete obsession and craziness.

It sounds completely stupid and not a big deal at all and I know some of you are probably cheering as you read, but it's actually very depressing that I am giving this up, in my mind anyway. It really goes beyond the sweaty men, the multicolored hair, the chairs, etc. and has more to do with . . . freedom? I guess that's the word. My choices of what I do, why I do it, and who I do it with don't seem to be "my" choices very much. I dont' know if that makes sense.

The whole giving up WWF thing is more of a, if I can respect what my parents do, why can't they respect what I do? type deal. I mean . . . to quit beating around the bush, the real reason I gave up WWF is my mom. She hated wrestling, she thought it was vile, disgusting, heinous, dirty, violent, bad-for-my-mind, and bringing down my "qi zhi" (for my Chinese compatible readers) . . . and it was causing too many problems between us.

So while I was in the car on my way to Feli/Adam's bash on Saturday and the wind was blowing in through the window and I was trying really hard not to flick off ever ypassing car, I weighed the options. WWF or my mom. It was never outright "If you don't stop that wrestling, I'm going to stop liking you" from my mom. It was more like, "I think wrestling is foul, disgusting, violent, and hedious and through a little thing called guilt by association [no pun intended on the band], that makes you, the fan, foul, disgusting, violent, and hedious." Kinda. And it seemed to me like, hey, if I can give up this little thing called Wretling, maybe it'll make my relationship with Mum a little easier to deal with.

*Sighs deeply and thoughtfully* I don't know if all of that made any sense. I know some of you are still like, "eew, why is she making such a big deal out of this little thing" or "why doesn't she quit wallowing in her self-pity" and you're right. I'm going to get over this, forget about the Hardyz (who supposedly won the titles at Summer Slam . . . wait, damnit, I'm not supposed to think about that . . . aii) and move on to bigger and better things. Like studying for school and the SATs. Woo hoo.

You know what's weird? (this is back to the WWF thing again) Everytime you give up something you reall love (despite is foulness, violence, and heiniosity), it appears everywhere. Yesterday, I was at Ocean City with the family, and EVERYWHERE I turn, they're selling Hardyz t-shirts or Rock t-shirts for "10.99, Super Sale Price!" And then when we were driving there, we passed a bar with a HUGE neon sign that said: "WWF SUMMER SLAM! VIEW IT HERE FOR $19.99, FREE BEER INCLUDED!" or something to that effect. And then in the store, what did I happen to see but a HUGE display case of assorte Manic Panic in the awesomest colors? By the way, Manic Panic is indeed Jeff's hairdye. Geezus Crise! And then today, when I was walking through CVS looking for index cards, what magazine *happened* to have fallen on the ground but this month/weeks' RAW, featuring the Hardyz on the cover? I tried to walk away, but nope, I couldn't resist (damn self-will, er, lack thereof), and flipeed through it. Aii . . . Jeff . . . damn it all to hell.

Now I should go and delete all the wrestlers from my rape list, but damnit, I'm too lazy. And I guess I should take wrestling tributes off the page completely. See how much work this is causing me? I feel like I need a patch or something. Ha . . . 12 step progam, perhaps. ^_^

I just finished taking the hardy-related pictures off the main page, in case you didn't notice. I even changed the font because the old one was ugly. Yaysers for me. Maybe I'll start watching basketball?

Have a wonderful day,
FormerHardyBitchNo1

Hmm . . . that's gonna be my new screenname as soon as I get off my lazy ass to make it. FormerHardyBitchNo1

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