Crap. Did I just peak?

BIG NEWS!

I was famous for a day or two. But I’m not anymore. I think I just peaked… is my life going on a downward spiral now?

So if you haven’t read my last blog, please do, I go a little into it on this one.

On Wednesday, March 22, 2017 the Dodger Stadium hosted the World Baseball Classic championship game. It was Puerto Rico vs USA. (here’s where I go a little into my last post) If you read Puerto Rican Pride  you know that I was VERY into being American, but when I moved to the continental US my “Puerto Rican-ness” started coming out. 5 years ago I might have been rooting a little bit more for the USA team than the Puerto Rican team… but not anymore. I was seating up front Snapchating Carlos Correa & Carlos Beltran, with my PR hat and a PR poster I made hoping my team would win. Just in case you live on the West Side or under a rock, Team USA won. Lets just say… it was hella depressing. After not losing once in the entire Classic (we beat the US first in San Diego) it hurt. If you did watch the game and had no idea what was happening to the PR team I have a theory… all that bleach was burning their heads and they just couldn’t concentrate…if you have no clue what I’m talking about… the Puerto Rico team, in order to unite our small little island, started bleaching their hair, and so people around Puerto Rico started bleaching their hair… literally just google #TeamRubio.

Question: BLEACH IS THE ENEMY, WHY WOULD YOU VOLUNTARILY DO THAT!?

Answer: In order to stand united, and show support for a team that fought the odds to be there.

Consequence: As Fake News *cough* I mean Fox News so clearly pointed out… the island seems to be running low on supplies.

NOW BACK TO WHY I’M WRITING THIS!

DID YA SEE ME ON NATIONAL TV!?

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THAT WAS ME!

I’ve had better days…

let me explain the background to what was happening…

my Nachos (WITH JALAPEÑOS) were gone, and I dropped my beer. (Notice how my lips are a little swollen)

it was cold (notice my red face)

and to top it off… look at the score. It wasn’t even that we were losing…IT WAS THE WAY WE WERE LOSING! Nobody from the PR team had reached second base in the ENTIRE game! AND WE WHERE IN THE FIFTH INNING! For those of you that don’t baseball… It was half time and we still hadn’t reached the 50 yard line in the whole game… and for those of you that don’t football… we were on Act 3 Scene 1 and Romeo just killed Tybalt.

IF YOU DON’T KNOW ANY OF THESE REFERENCES I bid you adieu. (That’s french for SEE YA)

No but seriously… it hurt.

BACK TO THE REASON WHY I’M WRITING! (this is literally like being inside a brain with ADHD)

It first started with my cousin JJ’s text “Are you at the game?” and all of a sudden I understood what Charlie Sheen had been talking about all these years. We where losing… but I was winning. And then a friend from home texted, and then a friend that is abroad in Australia (so I’m not sure how he saw it), and then my Mom… that’s when it blew up. Birthgiver decided to post it 3 times on Facebook and once on Instagram. Lets thank the holy ghost that she doesn’t have twitter (I had full control over that social media outlet) And then it kept getting shared until someone made a meme… that when my heart fell out of my chest.

It started with something simple

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the hashtag is Spanish for “We are all Vigita (my nickname)” meaning that all of Puerto Rico was feeling me and the pain that radiates from my eyes.

AND THEN THE TROLLING BEGAN (from my own parents and their friend group)

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Let’s get something 100% straight…

I DO NOT WANT TO BE ANY OF THESE PEOPLE

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ESPECIALLY… this one…

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I am glad (I think) to report that the likes and comments on Facebook have some what stopped, and I do not get recognized when I go out.

But for those two days I felt like I was on top of the world… which I think means I’ve peaked… I AM STILL TOO YOUNG TO PEAK! I STILL NEED TO BE THE NEXT SHONDA RHYMES!

still not sure if it was a good thing I appeared on national television or not… ohh and lets not forget about Princess Protection Program.

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what a gem

(my friends will love me for posting that picture)

but that’s an entirely different story, for an entirely different time.

Thanks for letting me rant about me not being famous, but wanting to be famous, and freaking out that I peaked. It’s a genuine concern for a lot of millennials, I’m sure.

NOW I really do bid you Adieu. 

P.S. Does this mean that kids that watched Princess Protection Program and then the 2017 WBC Championships are growing up with me?

I just hear a low echo of No’s… whatever.

BYE.

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