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Bujinkan drained me of energy. I had a lot of trouble staying awake driving home, and I'm having a lot of trouble focusing now. Training was rather frustrating, though the ukes were frustrated a lot as well, so it's not just me. Josh (one of the ukes) has decided that I haven't been beaten up enough yet so it's actually kinda surprising I made it away with only a bruised and sore shoulder. It's a sign of respect, I guess, so oh well. He also pointed out that when Jack picks on him, he gets to pick on me. It's good to know the chain of command, ne?:P
Got yelled at for being too violent again. I wonder if I can get someone to pay me for every time I've heard that? In this case, I didn't actually think I was being that violent at all. Hell, I was barely touching the guy, but I guess what I was doing was rushing in. *sigh* We learnt a new way of kicking today which barely anybody but Jack could do. There's something really counterintuitive about kicking without using any of your muscles. Eh, the whole idea of fighting without using any force is counter intuitive. We also wore swords the entire class, just for fun since we only used them once.
On a totally different topic, if my mother thinks I'm going to write my brother's college essays for him, she's got another thing coming. If he can't write his own, then he doesn't deserve to get in.
Oh, and I wrote more of Silver and Gold, but it doesn't matter if I finish it any time soon since one of my stories got banned and deleted off of ff.net last night, meaning I won't be able to post anything for two weeks. I'd completely forgotten the fic was in so-called "script format". Wankers.
Got yelled at for being too violent again. I wonder if I can get someone to pay me for every time I've heard that? In this case, I didn't actually think I was being that violent at all. Hell, I was barely touching the guy, but I guess what I was doing was rushing in. *sigh* We learnt a new way of kicking today which barely anybody but Jack could do. There's something really counterintuitive about kicking without using any of your muscles. Eh, the whole idea of fighting without using any force is counter intuitive. We also wore swords the entire class, just for fun since we only used them once.
On a totally different topic, if my mother thinks I'm going to write my brother's college essays for him, she's got another thing coming. If he can't write his own, then he doesn't deserve to get in.
Oh, and I wrote more of Silver and Gold, but it doesn't matter if I finish it any time soon since one of my stories got banned and deleted off of ff.net last night, meaning I won't be able to post anything for two weeks. I'd completely forgotten the fic was in so-called "script format". Wankers.
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Post it at Skyehawke. They just implemented new programming and it's quite pretty. And you can always link to it so people can read it until the asswipes at ff.net unlock your account. :)
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