I'm so glad all this garbage is over. I'm up at school awaiting my last class so I can confront him about me getting all the attendance and in-class quiz points since I neither missed a day, nor missed any quiz / got any wrong. I already took my math final and whats done is done. I pray for an A- but I'm guessing B/B+. We'll see. As for me I sit here with a Nigerian/Sudanese (something African) girl two computers away who insists on singing while she peruses the internet. I don't think she's aware she's doing it in the library, but I don't feel like telling her either...
Attitude
Ever since I got my final done, I've had this "Fuck the World" feeling. I don't know why but I just want to go burn something down now that I'm actually done with this semester... like a daycare or something that'd end up on the news. I dunno, childish things childish things I s'pose. Heres how I feel musically right now:
Exercise
Initially I was going to go to the gym today and work out legs, but I forgot today is my fencing day. On most Fridays I've gone pretty sore, which in turn makes me slow so this time I think I'll skip out on the gym and focus on my fencing. I have a tournament down in Lincoln at the Cornhusker State Games next week and I'm hoping to do well considering its my first tournament. The good news is that I'll be doing sabre for the first time and I'm going to level somebody. I fenced this 12 year old kid, who is SUPER annoying, in sabre a couple of weeks ago... He kept telling me how good he was at sabre, so I told myself if he provides the opening all I'm going to do is hit him in the helmet. So that's what I did -- for 10 minutes. And it was everything I thought it could be. Who knew being a bully could be so fun?
Also, I've forgotten to order my fencing equipment like I had planned so I have to do that when I get home at one today. Looks to be right around $300 so it's kind of pricey but I'll be ready to get my foil on. I really want to get into sabre though, its so fun but requires so much more gear.
when i was an orange belt in my karate class, there was this new kid (something like 12 years old) who just started taking the class and was barely a white belt. he said that girls couldn't fight no matter how advanced they were. he didn't want to spar girls because he thought that they sucked at fighting/sparring. i was mad at his comment. a few weeks after he made this stupid comment, the instructor made him spar me. i got three punches in within the first minute and he got no hits on me. when the instructor "breaked" us, he backed off huffing/panting and acted hurt. my instructor got mad at him and told him that he shouldn't assume that girls wouldn't fight back. he quit karate two weeks later and didn't even finish the six week session.
oh right! LMAO! i've always said we don't need daycare. babies can take care of themselves after all! just leave some food out while you're at work. doesn't it feel great to hit somebody right in the face? i so miss squishy dodgeball and making the girls cry!
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when i was an orange belt in my karate class, there was this new kid (something like 12 years old) who just started taking the class and was barely a white belt. he said that girls couldn't fight no matter how advanced they were. he didn't want to spar girls because he thought that they sucked at fighting/sparring. i was mad at his comment. a few weeks after he made this stupid comment, the instructor made him spar me. i got three punches in within the first minute and he got no hits on me. when the instructor "breaked" us, he backed off huffing/panting and acted hurt. my instructor got mad at him and told him that he shouldn't assume that girls wouldn't fight back. he quit karate two weeks later and didn't even finish the six week session.
@run_karatekid - lolol.
oh right! LMAO! i've always said we don't need daycare. babies can take care of themselves after all! just leave some food out while you're at work. doesn't it feel great to hit somebody right in the face? i so miss squishy dodgeball and making the girls cry!
jk (about babies). the face-hitting stands.