I take martial arts. I'm kinda...slow...and lax with the actual moving up in rank. I'm managed to maintain the same belt rank for 6 six years ( oh gosh) and up to this point have been pretty happy with it since I never really believed I'd be good enough to get to black anyway.
Well...this weekend I'm going for my next belt rank. And maybe two weeks ago I felt prepared for this test. Now...I feel like I'm going to die. I'd rather take 3 AP calculus tests everyday for a year than take this test. That's how scary it is. SAT? psht. That''s nothing. Martial Art test? I think I'm going to piss myself in fear by just thinking about it.
So..yeah...I'm practicing....and...crying in the process...and I really hope I do well. T______T cuz even though I have accumulated an insane amount of tips (they are like extra points to save your a** when you mess up majorly bad on the test) over the years....I'm still dying from fear and all that jazz.
shoelaces can be used to sweep the floor when you're too lazy to tie them.
I need some more yaoi to boost up my negative 87 confidence.
Also, in my AP English class, I've realized that some people spew more crap per second than I can on the toilet when I have diahera (apparently this is spelled wrong on firefox but it won't effin tell me the correct spelling and since I'm too lazy too look it up...I'm just leaving it as is.).
Now on that disrupting note I shall end this entry. :3
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You know when math has invaded you in the most personal of ways when you are taking the derivative of equations in your sleep. This is something I have observed in life. Not some quote off the internet. Which it makes it even worse.