Veni, vidi, vici
well I went to the tourney and came back with a medal = happiness yay. I was the only guy in a van full of girls, ergo I was used as a pillow = yay! was hit on by cougers = ewww gross get this horrible taste out of my mouth!
It was great however, it has made me slightly insane. for some reason i've decided to go to karate six days a week untill the end of finals. my joints are already sore as this is the seventh consecutive day I have gone (my middle finger really hurts, dont try using ten thousand years of pain in a sparring match... jk).
It's great though, i love it, beeen dreaming about karate the whole time. no more depressing dreams about holding hands. maybe i'll meet someone by not looking for them..... yes because no effort put = massive gains. yeah thats right fuck the whole law of equal trade.
cant wait till the hagane movie comes out, the last episode made me cry. but then again my eyes start watering up at random. I think it might be related to one of my eye problems. yeah thats right, screw you! I'm not soft! well parts of me arnt soft... my bones! and by bones I mean...... the components of my skeleton and by skeleton I mean... well I think you get the picture nudge nudge wink wink. is she a goer is she a goer? does she like photography? nudge nudge wink wink know what i mean eh... I apologize.
the weekend was great
woke up at the nice ole time of 5:27 realized I had over slept by an hour, I had 7 minutes to get dressed and all my shit together (gi, toothbrush, medicine etc etc etc.) so i rush out of the house right at 5:30 and hop into the van. after picking up everyone else we headed to the ferry.... and waited for an hour and a half (god damnit there is not rush hour traffic at 5:30 am! silly driver) get on the ferry and see a mirror... holy shit
So I ran into the washroom and quickly doused my head in water and then washed it with soap pulled out my trusty swiss army knife and try to shave. I did a nice job considering I only had a dull quarter inch blade. although I had to wait untill all the bleeding stopped.
Later I went through my beg and realized that I had brought the wrong gi top with me. no patch = no tourney blood and bloody ashes!... erm, I mean fuck!
oh well they sell sowing kits on the ferrys for 2.50. problem 1) im severly visually impared 2) I didnt bring my readign glassess with me. problem 3) I havent the slightest idea how to sow even though nancy showed me countless times.
well so i deid some blind crappy sowing
oh well it held the entire time and I provided entertainment for the rest of the group. which I might add is full of cute girls. unfortuneatly i'll never date them for that very same reason
they are in the group
that sort of thing leads to either 1) merrige yay! happy happy or 2) crappyness for everyone in the group. which isnt as fun as number one. well not all the time at least.
sigh
this post is getting long and boring
It was great however, it has made me slightly insane. for some reason i've decided to go to karate six days a week untill the end of finals. my joints are already sore as this is the seventh consecutive day I have gone (my middle finger really hurts, dont try using ten thousand years of pain in a sparring match... jk).
It's great though, i love it, beeen dreaming about karate the whole time. no more depressing dreams about holding hands. maybe i'll meet someone by not looking for them..... yes because no effort put = massive gains. yeah thats right fuck the whole law of equal trade.
cant wait till the hagane movie comes out, the last episode made me cry. but then again my eyes start watering up at random. I think it might be related to one of my eye problems. yeah thats right, screw you! I'm not soft! well parts of me arnt soft... my bones! and by bones I mean...... the components of my skeleton and by skeleton I mean... well I think you get the picture nudge nudge wink wink. is she a goer is she a goer? does she like photography? nudge nudge wink wink know what i mean eh... I apologize.
the weekend was great
woke up at the nice ole time of 5:27 realized I had over slept by an hour, I had 7 minutes to get dressed and all my shit together (gi, toothbrush, medicine etc etc etc.) so i rush out of the house right at 5:30 and hop into the van. after picking up everyone else we headed to the ferry.... and waited for an hour and a half (god damnit there is not rush hour traffic at 5:30 am! silly driver) get on the ferry and see a mirror... holy shit
So I ran into the washroom and quickly doused my head in water and then washed it with soap pulled out my trusty swiss army knife and try to shave. I did a nice job considering I only had a dull quarter inch blade. although I had to wait untill all the bleeding stopped.
Later I went through my beg and realized that I had brought the wrong gi top with me. no patch = no tourney blood and bloody ashes!... erm, I mean fuck!
oh well they sell sowing kits on the ferrys for 2.50. problem 1) im severly visually impared 2) I didnt bring my readign glassess with me. problem 3) I havent the slightest idea how to sow even though nancy showed me countless times.
well so i deid some blind crappy sowing
oh well it held the entire time and I provided entertainment for the rest of the group. which I might add is full of cute girls. unfortuneatly i'll never date them for that very same reason
they are in the group
that sort of thing leads to either 1) merrige yay! happy happy or 2) crappyness for everyone in the group. which isnt as fun as number one. well not all the time at least.
sigh
this post is getting long and boring