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Yesss, I am now a third degree black belt! It was a pretty good test overall, I think. Messed up a few steps and then my boards wouldn't break so well (my parents got really tough wood), but all in all, I felt good about it.
I got to the dojang at 9 this morning, and then my instructor told me that the guy I had been practicing with for all the partner work was sick. Luckily, Patrick was there, so we just practiced for thirty minutes and then performed, and he was awesome. And as Tessa said, I did make him my bitch, so that was fun. Beat him up pretty good. :-)
I won't get my belt for awhile, but that's ok too. Then we went to Duck and Decanter (which I had been craving for forever), and ran into the lovely Leigh, whom we had just seen an hour ago. Funny how that happens, isn't it?
Now I have to go work on an evil bitch of a paper that is worth 20% of my English grade, but whatev. (Yes, that's right- "whatev") I really don't care so much. So ha! Wheee! My hand hurts and my foot has a scrape on it, both from those mutherfucking boards, but I gave them hell, yes I did.
...the end
I got to the dojang at 9 this morning, and then my instructor told me that the guy I had been practicing with for all the partner work was sick. Luckily, Patrick was there, so we just practiced for thirty minutes and then performed, and he was awesome. And as Tessa said, I did make him my bitch, so that was fun. Beat him up pretty good. :-)
I won't get my belt for awhile, but that's ok too. Then we went to Duck and Decanter (which I had been craving for forever), and ran into the lovely Leigh, whom we had just seen an hour ago. Funny how that happens, isn't it?
Now I have to go work on an evil bitch of a paper that is worth 20% of my English grade, but whatev. (Yes, that's right- "whatev") I really don't care so much. So ha! Wheee! My hand hurts and my foot has a scrape on it, both from those mutherfucking boards, but I gave them hell, yes I did.
...the end