GONG XI GONG XI
Tonight is CRUNCH TIME by which I mean CHINESE NEW YEAR DINNER AT MY PLACE OF MARTIAL ARTISTRY.
ME? NERVOUS ABOUT BEING SHOVED IN A SOCIAL SETTING WHERE I'M ON FIRM GROUND WITH NO ONE AND THEY'RE ALL COMRADES? NERVOUS ABOUT HAVING TO GO UP AND RECEIVE A CERTIFICATE? HHAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAyesyesohgodi'mgoingtobesouncomfortable.
I feel a little better though because I managed to convince jenny to go with me and we are on the same grounds of paranoia, so that's ok then.
But still. Seriously. 17 is such an awkward age when most of your kung fu class is either 20s and up or 14 and down. it's like... GEE, WHERE DO I FIT IN AGAIN? OH YES. OK. RIGHT.
In other news, I want to have John Barrowman's babies.
ME? NERVOUS ABOUT BEING SHOVED IN A SOCIAL SETTING WHERE I'M ON FIRM GROUND WITH NO ONE AND THEY'RE ALL COMRADES? NERVOUS ABOUT HAVING TO GO UP AND RECEIVE A CERTIFICATE? HHAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAyesyesohgodi'mgoingtobesouncomfortable.
I feel a little better though because I managed to convince jenny to go with me and we are on the same grounds of paranoia, so that's ok then.
But still. Seriously. 17 is such an awkward age when most of your kung fu class is either 20s and up or 14 and down. it's like... GEE, WHERE DO I FIT IN AGAIN? OH YES. OK. RIGHT.
In other news, I want to have John Barrowman's babies.