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Konnichiwa

It’s been a while since I last posted. To summarize what I’ve been up to, I have:

Been writing stories,
working on a 3D computer model, (I’m going to post it when it’s finished)
practicing my dance and kendo,
and studying for class.

I have left the karate clue too, I just got tired of feeling as though I was against a wall. When I joined that club, I wanted to train and get stronger. What the Sensei wanted was to make the club bigger and recruit more members. I got fed up and left. I felt much happier afterwards too.

Also, I’m single again. The last girl I was seeing just wouldn’t open up. Due to this it was becoming a physical relationship, so after one last try to get her to talk, I ended it.

But the main reason I’m writing today is because it’s a holiday. Martin Luther King Jr. day to be exact. However, I didn’t know that and I went to the ballroom class only to find that no one was there. Once I got back home nad asked around did I realize my mistake. Haha, silly me. I really should pay more attention to the calendar. I think people pay more attention to calendars when there is a need to know the dates.

Ja ne

Earth Quake

Today I felt my first earthquake.  I was in my how Technology Revolutionized Japan class when the projector started to shake.  The shaking then picked up and the whole building began to shake too.  It did not last long though.

On another note today is the involvement fair, the second day.  On campus, the various clubs put up booths and try to attract new members.  Two clubs I’m in kendo, and karate both put up booths.  The two booths were located right across from each other.  My main focus was on the kendo booth, but I did occasionally help out with the karate booth.  Such as, if it was empty and people were at the kendo booth, I would stand at the karate booth.  I also helped set up the karate booth today as well.  Regardless, the other day I was called a traitor.  The person was joking though.  I’m pretty sure one person was glaring at me earlier though.  But hey, I had to choose and I already made my choice.  Kendo before karate.

-ja ne

Continuation and New things

Going from my previous post left off, here is a quick summary.

After the dance I walked back to the hotel, it was about 40 blocks or 8 miles.  It became 9 miles because I walk in the wrong direction for half a mile, I realized something was wrong, and called a friend for help.  The next day at the tournament, my legs were pretty tired.  I got back after 4 hours of walking.  By the end of the night, my toes hurt, not just my feet but my toes.  Anyway, we competed and as a team we got 19 trophies.  Everyone but me got one.  I’ve actually been bragging about that.  But, for a person to win, they’ve got to want to win.  That isn’t something I particularly care about.  I was instead bothered by my body not moving how I want it too.  Maybe I was tired, but I have gotten weaker from where I was.  I’m starting to get back though.  Today I feel as though my body was moving more like it use to.  Now to get the muscles back to former strength levels.  I can do the movements, but they hurt my body due to being out of shape.  I’m not in horrible shape or anything, I’m just not good enough to do what I want to do.

This girl has developed an interest in me.  LF, she kept staring at me during practices so I became suspicious pretty fast.  After that, I started speaking to her to try and gauge her personality and see if my suspicions held credit.  We’re dating now, but it’s a bit odd.  I’m her first boyfriend so that might have something to do with it.  But she doesn’t talk much.  Very annoying cause it makes it difficult to maintain a conversation.  When we first started, I didn’t feel happy, at least, not on the outside.  Instead I felt confused or conflicted.  My guess is that I”m so use to feeling angry and annoyed that once I started to feel happy, the emotion was so foreign and opposite to me that I need time for it to sink in.  Funny, no?

My summer classes have ended and now my last semester begins this Monday.  A class I signed up for was dropped and I found out today so in a rush I had to find a new one that would still be open.  High level classes are hard to find at the last minute, they always fill out quickly.  Of the classes I could take, I found one at the end of the list.  A history class about Modern Japan and its technological revolution.  I saw it and knew I just had to take it.  That class will be a fun one, not one needed to my future as a lawyer, but life is also about having fun as well.

I’ve moved into my new house, but that’s a story for next time.  However, I’m back now.  I finally have more time and can update this while write my story.  I haven’t done either in the past 2 months.  Now I can!

Ja ne

Talkative

I don’t have time to say much and I should be studying but I need to get this out.  I’m in a very talkative mood right now.  It’s a bit annoying and is welling up inside me.  Actually, I don’ t know what I want to talk about either.  Probably just anything and go onto a tangent from there. If I had time I would continue where I left off.  But I’ve two classes to study for, plus my LSAT classes, and I’m also a bit behind with my hw.  On a side note, I’m learning Xhosa, its a South African language spoken with clicks.  Its so cool.

Ja ne

Indianapolis and After

Konnichiwa!

Remember how I said I was going to Indianapolis for a karate tournament?  Well, I’ve gone, competed, lost, and had fun.  The car ride there was about 8 hours, it took us ten.  At one point, the driver C got pulled over for speeding.  We eventually arrived and ate dinner.  We went for suchi as a group and Master Shimabuku was also there.  The senseis spoke to him for a bit and after he left I asked who he was.  I really didn’t know, I don’t go around looking at pictures of people, and I haven’t seen a picture of him before.  I figured who he was, but I wanted to be sure.  No one liked that I didn’t know, too bad for them.

When the food arrived, there was this green leaf in it as decoration.  I knew it wasn’t meant for consumption, but I ate it anyway to see what it would taste like.  It was very bitter and I wasn’t prepared for it so I made a face.  A waitress saw my face and came over asking if I would like something else.  I had to explain to her what happened and she started laughing.  I then ate another leaf and convinced someone else to taste theirs.

Then the next day was the seminars with Master Shimabuku.  I went down early with a few others of the club to practice.  While down there, I saw the carpet in the ballroom and noticed it had designs on it.  I can’t find a picture of it nor did I get the chance to take a picture of it, but it looked like a a few squares connected to eachother by petals.  The minute I saw it I went strait to the middle of it and started practicing my stances.  I would only move on the line doing my best to not step off and traveled around the entire design.  I must havwe done that for two to three hours and was drenched in sweat afterwards.  Eventually some of the other black belts in the room, from other schools, realized what I was doing and would occasionally say, you’re good or you fell in the water.  The rest of the club came down to, but I wasn’t practicing with them, I was doing my own thing on the carpet.  Since Iw as off to the side, they didn’t have a clue what I was doing, but they practiced their katas and kiaied.  They got the attention of the other people in the rooms doing that.  Eventually we under rankers had to leave so Master Shimabuku could give his lesson to the advanced students, brown and black belts.  The beginner belts would be an hour later.   I got lunch and returned.

Afterwards we were set free to do our own desires.  AK went geocashing with EG and wanted to go ballroom dancing.  Back at campus there was a milonga that I had to miss for the tournament and it left me with the desire to dance.  Of course, I still enjoy dancing and would want to anyway.  Anyway, I googled a place to dance and found one, directions, and a phone number in five minutes.  I got dropped off there a bit early, got food and a pair of dress pants.  I was in shorts those don’t look too good on a dance floor. It helped that the pants were on sale. 

I was lucky, at the dance they were filiming a commercial for the Indanapolis region and I got to be in it.  I dancing around for a few hours and people asked where I was from and what I was doing there.  I told them my state and that I was there for a karate tournament.  When one person heard, he said, “I respect you from fear now.” (it was somethign like that)

I’ll continue the tale some other day.  It’s getting late and I need to shower.

Ja ne

Bad Checks

I’ve recieved a check today for $2,905 from some random company in Maine.  This is the second time I’ve recieved a check from Maine, the first was for $1,900 dollars.  Each of them was delievered by express mail.  I tried to contact the first company to ask them about it, but I had no luck.  I contacted the second one today and it turns out someone is sending checks with forged signitures.  Looks like I played a role in ending a crime spree.

Ja ne

One Down

I have finished my first summer class.  The other two will start in a week or so.  I may just get an A in that class too.  I was worried about my mid-term.  I could not focus on it at all when I was taking it, so I pretty much finished it eight hours before it was do, this was some time around 4-5 am. 

The mid term was four essays long which came to around 12-14 pages.  I some how got a 97 out of 100. The first essay, which I put the most effort into, got the lowest score. The last eassy which I was more or less giving up on and not caring as much, got a perfect score. But, I am now finished with that class. Today was my final for it.  Everyone else takes it Monday.  I got to take it early because I am going to Indianapolis for the IWKA karate tornament tomorrow and might not get back in time to take it.

The final was two eassys.  It took me a little more than two hours to finish it.  I had to do it in to goes.  I took the first section at 10 and wrote until 11:30.  In that time, I responded to the first question.  The answer was a little more than three pages, hand written.  I got lucky and was allowed to take the second question during class time.  This only took 40 minutes to wright.  I used the time in between the the two questions to study.  I read the second question and knew what I needed to study in the book.  Actually, I hadn’t read that chapter to well, I just skimmed it a bit the night before, earlier this morning to be exact, like at 2 am.  Knowing what to read, I started to read it.  I didn’t finish reading it, but I remembered the missing section from class. 

Now I am free, free to live and try to fix my car.  For some reason it won’t start.  This is bad because the refigerator has run out of food and orange juice.  There goes my break for today.

Ja ne