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So, there's finally been a little rest-period in the hectic term I've had and, happily, it coincided with the Welsh Individual National Tae-Kwon-Do Championships. So I went on Saturday, not entirely sure if I should compete but wanting to support my friends anyway. The entry price was ridiculous - £20! with £6 extra for the social after - and I would only be able to participate in one category - the patterns - so I wasn't sure if it was worth it. I can't spar at the moment with my braces since I haven't got my mouthguard yet and I can't risk getting hit in the face. I couldn't take part in the destruction (breaking) either since I only became a green belt - the lowest belt allowed in that category - a week ago and I haven't learnt how yet. But in the end, I figured 'what the hell, why not?' and since I was going to Wales anyway, there was no reason not to compete.
And it totally paid off. I got a silver medal in my patterns against competers who were all the grade above me. I was going for gold, but silver's good enough for now. All of our club did well and between the twelve of us, we got thirteen medals! Yay!
One of my friends got completely plastered at the social afterwards though, so the two other girls and I had to look after her that night. I don't like looking after drunk people but it's a position I keep finding myself in for some reason. We had to make her throw up everything she could so that we could put her to bed and both the other girl sharing the room and I had to keep an eye on her through the night to make sure she didn't vomit in her sleep and choke herself. Lovely, I know. But she was so sorry afterwards and even while she was throwing up, she kept apologising. I guess everyone has to get to that point at least once.
Also, my housemates are annoying me at the moment. Remember the fiasco just before the Christmas holidays? Well Girl A and Boy C are a couple now and have been since we got back after the holidays. It seemed a little soon after Boy C and Girl E broke up but hey, they're good together. The thing is, they now spend pretty much all of their time together and where Girl A and I were the best of friends last year, I'm now lucky if I have a conversation that goes further than 'hey, how are you? had a good day?'. They make out constantly, even when I'm in the room and sometimes evn when I'm talking to one of them.
Actually, it gets worse. Boy C's room is just below mine and is where they spend most of their time. Which means I can hear them doing things that I really don't want to hear them doing. I think I've developed a twitch over the past two months, where I jump for iPod, screaming 'I don't want to know!' everytime I hear so much as a creak. I'm too embarassed to say anything about it to them and they're too into each other to even notice that I'm uncomfortable around them. I'm hoping it's a passing phase - like a honeymoon period, seeing as they only got together recently - and they'll be able to go more than two days without jumping each other. Hopefully soon.
Twats.
Peace out
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