.. the music rings out through the crowd, bouncing against the far walls of the giant stadium, richocheting against the thousands upon thousands that stand in unison. Their cries for blood can no longer be heard, instead the music itself seems to take life in their combined voices, which at the same time scream out for the same thing. In the epicentre of this chaos, the squared circle, matted with the dry blood of warriors whose own battles pale in significance against its current occupants, seems to take a life of its own. Two behemoths feinted their way across it, ran over its canvas frames with agility that stunned the crowd, yet did not silence them, and the ring seemed to breathe with every blow, and step with every step of these two monsters. Their punches stabbed through the deafening noise, and as knuckle crunched into bone and muscle, their sounds overpowered everything else.

.. They continued to battle, as if waging personal wars in every punch they landed. Blood sprayed in scarlet clouds that hung in the air like mist, and when all who watched on believed it to have reached its end, the climax had not even begun.
ducking low beneath a hook of immense power, the challenger throws an uppercut that dazes the champion for the first and final time. Wavering on unsteady feet, the crowd yells for both contenders to finish, and believing his victory to be assured, the challenger steps in for the final blow. however, he misses, and as the behemoth stumbles over slightly with his own weight dragged down by the insensity of his attack, the champion who had feinted to the right of the final punch, stepped in, pivoting his hips into a direct line with the challengers chin and fired his signature left cross.

.. silence rung out as the challenger fell dead to his feet. only when, the bell rang a microsecond later, did the crowd realise their hero had won once again.

.. the champion is too tired to celebrate, but manages to raise his arms to the crowd with a final show of defiance. unmatched, undefeated, yet not unchallenged, he remains victorious amongst the people who had once chanted against him, yet now honour him like a god.

.. he waits for the official declaration of his victory as his opponents body is dragged away from the ring. he watches on as the blood pools that collect beneath wounded bodies of immense height and weight stretch out into lines that coarse the ring like paint, his wrist, bruised yet unbroken is held with respect and an unspoken reverence by the referee beside him. He raises this wrist, and smiling out to the faceless crowd that have been his peers and people his entire career, he laughs menacingly as his name is proclaimed victor, promising silently he will never lose.

'ECOOOOOOOOOO!'

 

 

Iam undefeated, unequalled, unparalleled. Over 100 matches, no answers, no reprisals, just one man standing in the ring when all has been said and done. and that one man is me..

muahahaha

 

.. anyway.. enough of that, lol..

if you know me, you'd probably know what all of that meant.. jay certainly does, kevin certainly does.. just a matter of time until you do too! :)

 

 

holidays, now.. started today officially, and im shaking all over with excitement. (or rheumatism, whichever one comes first). if anyone wants to hang out, just drop a line.

 

im off, laters!

joe

 

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 to be continued...

 

 

 

 

 

last night (thursday), technically 'last night' would refer to friday, because its saturday now.. anyway last night.. i got smashed.. a little too hard after work, and im kinda regretting it.. thank god i didn't do anything stupid, like fall in the harbor or nearly get hit by a bus again.. but still.. i went with the ppl from work, all of whom are nice guys so its good company.. i jus wished that i didnt get shattered to the extent i got shattered..

woke up this, (yesterday) morning smelling like a mixture of vodka, scotch, bourbon, beer and vomit.. which sucks ass. but how could you say no to free drinks? I can't.. its my kryptonite

 

anyway, ima go sleep. its 5am already saturday morning, and i just finished the finishing touches to my site report.. just have to print them out, and all ive got left are the working drawings (6 in all) and presentation drawings (2 in all) for my leftover assignments.. the council files gotta wait.. no time to head down to blacktown and pester the fucking council ppl again, plus i hate getting rejected *raises fist at parramatta*. and this time i just might lash out..

 

ummm.. what else is new? oh, im heading to the wwe summerslam show this coming august so thatll be good.. :) shirts are like 50 bucks minimum which fucking sucks monkey juice, but if you were as big a fan as iam you probably wouldnt care.. i mean, i'd care, but i have money ;)

joe

 

time flies when you're busy. for the past ten weeks ive been cramming, naturally. and i've been working long hours behind the bar aswell. so as you can probably imagine, im looking forward to the upcoming holidays.

no more assignments.. (hopefully) probably stable shifts with good pay... and most importantly time to do the things i wanna do.

wanna wake up one morning, and know for a fact i dont have any assignments due the following day. wake up one morning, feel the urge to go back to sleep and react accordingly.. wake up one morning and not have to give a fuck about my schedule because its all sweet. :) heehee.. cant wait. but before then, I MUST survive the next two weeks.
training people, and going through training myself, work seems alright. gotten used to the new system of things, gotten used to the people which always make things easier... jus school.. i love the course, but the workload is killing me. so many assignments, so little time to do them.. you may think i have alot of excuses, but all of them are valid. i go to school in the morning until afternoon and i work at night. the past few weeks ive worked straight closing shifts which range from midnight till 2 in the morning. and to illustrate the fact, ive worked from sunday straight until thursday this week, all until closing, and ive had an exam and two assignments due.

hmm.. but i still wouldnt give it up for nething. I like feeling this sense of completion.. of achievement. it makes my soul feel good, like hot nachos and a cold glass of coke. like your beautiful girlfriend curling up beside you in the morning. like waking up to the filipino sunrise :).. it makes me smile..

and i guess, if you can smile about work and about study, even if theyre draining you of every ounce of energy left in your body, then you're set. you're ready. and you know, that you deserve that holiday.. because you've worked for it..

:) i cant wait..

joe

 

currently:

listening to - phantom of the opera soundtrack (its really good)

reading - IG Nobel Prizes 2 'Why humans prefer beautiful humans' (thanks kev)

watching - Rocko's Modern Life (only show that I get to watch)

taping - NBA finals (whatever game thats on first)

playing - x-men 3:last stand official game on my phone :)

 

wishlisting:

1. holiday extension

2. xbox 360 and fight night round 3

3. for sy to know how i feel *puppydogeyes*

4. for three round trip tickets to Los Angeles, to Manila and back to Sydney

5. for a righteous reunion with old friends

 

btw. ive bought myself the drawing table which unfortunately cost $535. the good thing about it though, was that i didnt have to pay a single cent for it. cheers for family friends!