Post by Violet Ripley on Sept 19, 2014 1:54:49 GMT -5
Wow, I just gotta say that I seem to be a bully magnet lately. First there was Priscilla Price... then there was Gabriella, Mackenzie and Shayna. Now... I go up against Sidney Grey.
Let's just put this out there first and foremost. I'm not a bully. I'd never go out and purposely attack someone with words or otherwise unless they threw the first 'punch' if you know what I mean. I'm not in this to make friends but I'm not in it to make enemies either....but when you are good at what you do and others recognize it there are only two ways you can go.
With you or against you.
I've been fortunate enough that I have made a few new friends since starting. I've got Grace Taylor, Mercedes Black and Carter Hayes. I like to think I'm on friendly terms with a few other people in both here in LAW and in IWA.. or at least have their respect.
It's no secret that because I am such a loudmouth I can rub people the wrong way and that's fine. People can take me with a grain of salt or they can chose to take offence. I can't make people like me and I don't even want to try. I am who I am and that's just it. There is nothing that will change who I am.
I actually like the way I've turned out. I have nothing to be ashamed of. I regret almost nothing in my life except maybe not getting out of my Father's house sooner. Everything happens for a reason, good or bad they are all life lessons.
I'm not going to resort to insulting Sidney this time around because well, I'm better than that and I happen to be in a pretty decent mood since I took out some trash earlier tonight.
I could easily let my anger get the better of me, get a few good pot shots on you but why bother... because lets be honest Sid... you're better off doing all these supposed 'hit' movies then being 'hit' in the ring.
I've had just about enough of you and frankly, I want this resolved before I decide to take on Doc for that title. And you really should listen to your daughter more sweetie... IWA is hardly a unknown place and yes... I am the Women's Champion there. Just more proof as to why this is just a losing battle for you.
For someone that claims that I'm worthless you sure do seem to tweet about me a lot. I mean not a lot but it just seems that most of your tweets happen to be about me in some way. Like the fact that you're in a movie is going to make me jealous. Honey if I wanted to be an actress, I'd have gone into acting but alas I wanted to be a professional wrestler and wow look... I did it and I'm doing pretty decent at it too.
For the record, since it keeps coming up... No. I don't like how I won at QotR. I would have rather faced someone for that final win but that doesn't take away the fact that I did end up the last woman standing. No amount of whining or belly aching is going to change that and Sid... I will never bow down and say you're the rightful queen. You can beat me all you want it's not going to change the fact that you weren't selected for the tournament and really you only have yourself to blame for being put into that match with Crystal Hilton... I mean you're the one that decided to go take her on and cause shit right? So stop looking to place blame on management or even Crystal. You did it to yourself. Just like most of the drama you bring into your life.
I just want you to know that after this is done, I'm done with you. I've had about enough of your bullshit as I'm sure A LOT of people around here are.
When I beat you and prove once and for all that I've earned everything I've been given and no... I haven't slept with anybody here in LAW. I am very much in love with my awesome, loving and giving boyfriend who fulfils any and all needs I might have.
I mean I'm flattered that you have nothing better to do with your time than to think up wild and crazy accusations about me because it means that I'm THAT important to your daily life. Besides your couple tweets here and there and the odd moment when I see a senior citizen I hardly ever even think about you actually. I'm too busy having a normal life with the people I care about. Wrestling is a major part of my life yes but it's not all there is to my life either.
You have a wonderful and awesome daughter and you should focus on setting a good example for that young woman rather than showing her pettiness and jealousy. Just my personal opinion but what do I know right? I'm just a receptionist from Toronto that broke every ceiling they tried to put me under. That rose above all the hatred in my life to do what I set out to do and baby I'm going to continue to break those moulds and I'm going to continue to set high standards for women in wrestling in general so that people like you... don't give people the wrong impression of what a woman in wrestling is.
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::.July 21, 2014.::
"Evie... darling..." I stop, the voice grates on my nerves like nails on a chalk board. One of he other girls looks at me with a wide eyed stare. She shakes her head as if to warn me to stay calm. I slowly count back from ten while pretending to have not heard the woman calling my name.
"Heavens Girl you really need to clean out your ears... I was talking to you..."
"2..1..." I breath out and then turn, plastering a fake smile on my face as I look at the woman. Her somewhat fake smile suddenly changes to one of complete appal.
"Lord Jesus, Please have mercy look at you... what in heavens name are you wearing?" My shirt, which wasn't really all that revealing was just enough to show the top of my cleavage. Nothing major and definitely nothing that would illicit a reason that this woman was giving me. But, it wasn't really that big a surprise. Mrs. Lyndon was a regular customer here and always, she singled me out for some infraction, at least in her eyes.
"A shirt..." I reply. My friend, Marcy looks at me again. She shakes her head once more mouthing to me to stay calm while Mrs. L continues to cluck her tongue and express her disgust at showing my dirty pillows.
"No, no, no. This just won't do. How do you expect men to buy the cow if you're giving the milk away for free? You'll never get a boyfriend this way... at least not one that you can trust."
"Actually Mrs. Lyndon, I have a boyfriend and believe me he hasn't gotten anything for free... I..." She cuts me off again.
"Where is this boy? Do you have a picture I can see?" I nod, sighing as I pull out my phone, calling up the most recent picture of Matai and I. I show her the phone and she pulls a pair of bifocal glasses which must be from the early 90's judging on their style and peers at the phone before she clucks her tongue again. "A black boy... Why am I not surprised."
"He's actually Samoan Mrs. Lyndon and that's kinda racist to say don't you think? Who I date is none of your concern...." Suddenly Marcy is pulling me away, making excuses to Mrs. L about how she needed my help. I watched from the back as Mrs. L is taken to a seat and she speaks to her regular stylist about her needs. Marcy starts pulling things from shelves.
"You know that it' stupid to argue with her Evie. Nothing good ever comes out of arguing with Mrs. Lyndon."
I sighed. It was true. As judgemental and racist as Mrs. Lyndon was she didn't think she was doing anything wrong. She felt her views were right and no amount of tangible proof was going to change that.
"I know but, I really like Matai..."
Marcy smiles. "I know you do but you have to start learning to let things slide off your shoulders, otherwise everything that's said is going to turn you into a huge ball of stress and boom... the Evie bomb goes off and anybody in the direct vicinity better be prepared for the fallout. You just have to keep up with your breathing exercises and relax."
Marcy knew what she was talking about. She'd dealt with anger issues too and she'd turned it around by really taking apart and listening to her own gut instead of just diving off the deep end without really looking what was below her.
I'd dealt with 'old' ladies passing judgement on me without even really knowing me and I don't believe in that whole being passive to them just because they are in fact old. Yes we should respect those older than us to some degree but that doesn't mean that we don't deserve the same thing back. I don't believe in respecting people right off the bat. It has to be earned.
Sidney Grey is one 'senior' I will never give my respect to. I know she doesn't care if I do or not but it doesn't change my theory.
My friend Marcy was right. The 'Evie Bomb' is a ticking one and it could go off at the slightest nudge or something more drastic as a kick. Either way, it wasn't' something to take lightly. I tried my best to keep in check and not let myself cross that proverbial line of no return. No body was perfect after all. Not even Sidney Grey even if she tried to portray herself as it. Even if she tries in all her cattiness to prove to you why I somehow haven't earned and deserved all the success I've gotten.
I have one loss on my career record...but I wasn't pinned. That counts for something. I can't be faulted because my partner let me down. I fully intend to have it so that one loss is the only one of my near flawless record.
Sunday Sidney.. you become another statistic. I really hope that your acting career kicks off even at such an advanced age because you're going to need something to fall back on when this doesn't pan out for you.
Take care and don't forget to take that Metamucil, you tend to get cranky when you're all backed up with shit.