Yep, that's me.
Martial arts (okay, just typed marital; so not cool) went alright. I haven't been for about a month due to various insane factors- and yeah, my sensei (teacher, for all you laymen) is really cool, but I'm freaking terrified of sparring. Mock-fighting. Whatever you want to call it, it's how my dojo (training place, 'gym', etc.) works about actual practice, in case one of us gets freaking mugged or something.
Gah. High school calls. I get the splendid joy of writing a Change and Continuity Over Time essay for AP World History, an algebra 2 quiz over logarithms, and I'm typing with one hand.
Later T_T
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