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Healing a Broken Heart

Thinking about you.

Wondering why I can't get over you.
Hoping, that you'll either like me back or I'll get over this.
Wishing that I had never fallen for you and we could just be a normal pair of friends.

Dealing with a broken heart isn't easy. Especially in the weeks after the "lets just be friends" speech. But, there are a lot of things out there that helps get over the pain and gets you on with your life.

-Go for a walk, visit friends who care about you.
Calling your friends to ask for support helps. There isn't 1 person on the planet that dosen't have some understanding of what a broken heart feels like. Let your friends help you, care for you, and give you support.

-Get a pet... you can love them unconditionally. No matter what, pets are a wonderful source of love. And with a broken heart, love is what you need.

-Try something new; take a class in something that you've been interested in. When going through grief, remind yourself that life moves on.
You have to move on to the next chapter of your life - explore new passions.

-And if you can't do much for yourself at the present time, maybe you could try helping others.
Do some volunteer work at a soup kitchen, your church, or even visit friends who are ill or in need. As soon as you help someone else, you aren't spending so much time with your own mind, and negative thoughts.

Though I enjoyed being loved by a girl for 2 weeks; instead of moping over a relationship gone wrong, all I can do is give thanks for those 2 weeks of happiness.

And as painful the situation might be, I have to remember to let my feelings be.
If I keep stuffing my pain, I will carry it forever.
Letting the sadness, hurt, pain, and anger wash over me will make it go away much faster.

Dealing with a broken heart is a painful, messy time. Even if you have dealt with break ups before, the end of each relationship is unique and requires a new plan for moving on.
Certain stages, such as being sad, being mad, and finally moving on are normal when dealing with a broken heart so embrace, rather than fight these developments.

The day you wake up looking forward to each new adventure is the day you'll realize that your heart has healed.
Don't rush to this conclusion, but have faith that it will come when it is supposed to.

Remember, as long as you learn from this experience, then nothing has been wasted!

Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened!

The Bridge

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Varsity Fanclub - Baby Steps

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There is a girl at school which I really really like :)

She is really special to me. It's funny how big of an impact she has on me.

One of my friends asked me today "why I like her?"

Well, she is an awesome person and hanging out with her is really fun.

We do the most random things during class (like getting caught doing other things while we were supposed to be doing work) and yet, I just love it. Even if we were just sitting there not saying anything, you have no idea how much it means to me.


She is into the same clothing I like. She will laugh at your jokes even when they are not funny.
She is a very loving and caring person. She is one of those people who you could go to in times of trouble and she will cheer you up. You can talk about anything and it will not be boring.

On a previous post in my blog, I mentioned how I get really shy when it comes to talking to girls... especially the ones I like. The thing about her is that I can talk to her and not be "shy"

Before, each morning when I open my eyes, I wanted to just stay in bed and not go to school. Now, I actually want to go to school just so I can be with this person. :)

People will forget what you said.
People will forget what you did.
But people will never forget how you made them feel.

If you're alone, I'll be your shadow. If you want to cry, I'll be your shoulder. If you want a hug, I'll be your pillow. If you need to be happy, I'll be your smile... But anytime you need a friend, I'll just be me.

The truth of Wrestling

Wrestlers are the strongest, fastest, and smartest athletes in the world. But that's not what makes them unique. They are the MOST dedicated people in the world.

They sacrifice their lives to a sport of fighting. Where practice is 3 hours of lifting and throwing and conditioning. 3 hours of a literal street brawl. They give up there social lives. They can't party and get drunk because making weight on Saturday won't allow it. They cant go smoke after school cause they worked too damn hard to get into shape.

They have no team out on the mat with them to help get past an opponent. They stand on a mat with all eyes on them, alone. No one to fall back on when they make a mistake; no safety to make the tackle, and no goalie to make a diving save.

They are the leanest, meanest, and strongest in the world. Ladies want them, men want to be just like them.

So this is a tribute to all those who sacrifice everything: their free time, their food, and most importantly their life.

Why would someone work so hard, till they are puking in practice, sweating in their 3 layers and a sauna suit? Why would they go to practice instead of that badass party?
Or why would they induce the blood sweat and tears? The early morning runs, or mid day workouts or the extra run after practice to lose that last pound to make weight?

The road in wrestling always ends in tears. The man that takes second cries cause his dreams are over, and the man that wins it all cries more than anybody because finally everything that they have worked for is worth while.

Wrestlers will wrestle through anything because they are friggin' wrestlers. And greatness walks right with the word wrestler. I salute all who commit there life to something greater, something bigger than themselves.

Wrestlers don't do wrestling cause they like it, you would be crazy to like to beat yourself up on a daily basis, and get beaten up by teammates and opponents just as much. Yet there are the few who love it, they do it cause they were born to. These select people I applaud.

There is no future in wrestling, no pro league, no million dollar contract. Just a smelly practice room and a dream to be great. Wrestling is not a sport, its a lifestyle.

Have you ever wondered which hurts the most: saying something and wishing you had not, or saying nothing, and wishing you had?

The Truth of Rock, Paper, Scissors

"I understand that Scissors can beat Paper, and I get how Rock can beat Scissors, but there's no f***ing way Paper can beat Rock.

Paper is supposed to magically wrap around Rock leaving it immobile?
Why the hell can't paper do this to scissors?

Screw scissors, why can't paper do this to people? Why aren't sheets of college-ruled notebook paper constantly suffocating students as they attempt to take notes in class?

I'll tell you why, because paper can't beat anybody, a rock would tear that s**t up in 2 seconds.

When I play rock/ paper/ scissors I always choose rock.

Then when somebody claims to have beaten me with their paper I can punch them in the face with my already clenched fist and say "oh s**t I'm sorry I thought paper would protect you, a**hole."

Fail at Life

Failure is not an option

Ok, so there is a very pretty girl and I like her a lot.

Whenever I see her, I really want to go up to her just to say Hi, but I always get too "shy" whenever I see her. I know... epic fail -_-

It really is nerve wracking but then I think about it and it really isn't that bad.
How hard is it just to go up to someone you like to say "Hey! Whats up?" And what's the worst the person can say? No? What human being says no to another saying hello?


This has always been a problem for me. Whenever I see someone I like, I get too scared to talk to them... afraid that they will reject me. (So much for being a football player)

"Never give up on something you can't go a day without thinking about"

"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover."
- Mark Twain

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Going through the Motions

Going through the Motions

When my teacher assigns 2 pages of homework, I just do those 2 pages and no more. When my coach makes me run 10 laps, I just run the 10.

Last night, I was thinking about how I just do the bare minimum and how I just "go through the motions"

So I was thinking, why not do the 2 pages of homework and then study some more? Why not run 12 laps when my coach only makes me run 10?

Mission San Jose is considered one of the "better" teams in the league when it comes to wrestling. We have always been placing 2nd or 3rd for the past few years (Logan would usually take 1st, Newark and us would take turns killing each other, fighting for the 2nd place title)

However, this season, our coach challenged us to take the league title.
So, everyday after school, we had extremely intense wrestling practice until 7:00 P.M. (Trust me, no sport practices as hard as wrestling. I would literally lose 2 pounds a practice just from sweat).... yeah I know.. it's gross

Anyways, I had to drop 8 pounds from 143 to 135 in 1 week to fill up the gap in the 135 lb weight class. (by eating really light and working out at the same time... yes it's bad for your body but whatever)
Everyday at lunch, I would see people enjoying their food while I was starving my butt off. Needless to say, it required a lot of discipline.

Everyday, at practice, when coach made us do 75 push-ups, we would all do 85.

Instead of just going the motions, we would take it to the next level. We would keep encouraging each other; telling each other never to give up.


At the MVAL finals, as a sophomore wrestling in varsity, I knew it was going to be tough.
I was in the 3rd quarter of my match, down 9-3 and I was really really tired. I started to give up but, my teammates would shout at me telling me that victory was within my grasp.

So I decided to give my opponent all I got. I went for a double leg take down, which got blocked. I went for it again and again. Shot after shot, I kept getting blocked by my opponent. At that point, I realized that the match was pretty much over. I was so tired I could not even stand up. I just wished my opponent would pin me and get this match over with.

It was not until there was 10 seconds left in the match that I thought,

"I did not work that hard in practice just to deserve this."

I remembered what my coach said. That if I give up, I am not hurting anyone, but myself.
I blocked out all other thoughts in my head. All I was thinking about was the win I was about to achieve. With 2 seconds left, I pinned my opponent.

So basically, my whole post can be summarized into 2 points:

1)Don't just go through the motions. Give life all you got!
2)Never ever give up. As long as you try, you can do it. :)


Now.. onto more happy things! :)
So.. life has been alright lately. School has always been tough but, I am surviving.
GETTING MY DRIVING LICENSE SOON!!! :D :D :D :D
Some friends and I play football every Fri. now. if you want to come, lmk.
Oh.. and 30 hr famine for church is coming up! (supposed to show us what starving feels like... I guess I already went through this during wrestling though)
Do you like my new blog song btw? Heard it @ church and inspired me to write this.

Oh yeah... and theres this cute girl I met recently :)
(and no.. I am not going to tell you her name) So Leon & JoJo.. don't even bother >:)

And Albert (if you are reading this), don't worry.. be happy! :)