packing, bujinkan

I am so stressed atm. Having to pack up all my stuff at mum's, in addition to packing for Japan, and getting all the other miniscule details together is driving me into a nerotic packing frenzy. One way or another, this will all be over in a few days (Dear God, my flight leaves sunday...), but until then, I will continue to panic and be stressed, and hope I don't have a mental break down. The funny thing is this really doesn't show on my face anymore. I'm not sure when I got so good at masking my emotions, but I keep glancing in mirrors and I look completely calm. This is so at odds with my emotional state that I'm thinking about having "wtf" tattooed above my left eyebrow.

Bujinkan was relaxing, mostly cause M. and I just played around with mushadori. Weapons were hung-bo and rope. Jack gave me an actual hug to say goodbye this time (instead of a hug disguised inside a spine crushing move) and a few going away bruises. There's a seminar on Sat. that I kinda wish I could go to, but I know that even while I'll probably be finished packing (the suitcases at least) by then, I really shouldn't spend several hours the day before a ridiculously long international flight (I've got something like an eight hour layover in Taipei.) training myself to death. Afterwards, M. and I went out for ice cream and a chatting before I headed home.

packing, bujinkan

I am so stressed atm. Having to pack up all my stuff at mum's, in addition to packing for Japan, and getting all the other miniscule details together is driving me into a nerotic packing frenzy. One way or another, this will all be over in a few days (Dear God, my flight leaves sunday...), but until then, I will continue to panic and be stressed, and hope I don't have a mental break down. The funny thing is this really doesn't show on my face anymore. I'm not sure when I got so good at masking my emotions, but I keep glancing in mirrors and I look completely calm. This is so at odds with my emotional state that I'm thinking about having "wtf" tattooed above my left eyebrow.

Bujinkan was relaxing, mostly cause M. and I just played around with mushadori. Weapons were hung-bo and rope. Jack gave me an actual hug to say goodbye this time (instead of a hug disguised inside a spine crushing move) and a few going away bruises. There's a seminar on Sat. that I kinda wish I could go to, but I know that even while I'll probably be finished packing (the suitcases at least) by then, I really shouldn't spend several hours the day before a ridiculously long international flight (I've got something like an eight hour layover in Taipei.) training myself to death. Afterwards, M. and I went out for ice cream and a chatting before I headed home.