Monday, 10 April 2006
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Jujutsu exam is fast approaching. Only several more classes left. Part of moving from white to yellow involves a self-defense portion. I will have to defend against someone grabbing my wrist, garments, and hair in multiple ways and defend against pushes and punches, all at full speed and strength. I was just told that as you advance through the belts, not only does the self-defense portion increase to canes, clubs, and bats, but also to knives. By knives I do not mean plastic toy knives, but very sharp and very real being swung or stabbed at you at full speed; something to look forward to, right?
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I saw two rats having sex in the NYC subway.
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The improv comedy performance over the weekend was blah. Several students and I had gotten together on Thursday to determine what we would be doing for the performance and all it took was two nitwits five minutes before the performance to botch up a lot of hard work and really throw several of us off. So all the planning was tossed out the window and we did two person scenes. And the performance lasted a mere thirty minutes, with at least a dozen of us. It wasn’t worth the commute time to the city (over four hours).
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In my plan to increase my social aptitude, I’ve decided to try to have conversations with strangers. I saw a girl in the ferry terminal that I decided would be a decent candidate and waited to board the ferry before speaking with her. I more or less chickened out and sat behind her. I just froze up. I decided to walk away and approach a second time and again froze up, but this time I sat across from her (she wasn’t aware of any of this, so it didn’t appear strange to anyone but myself). I immediately decided this was all pretty silly and switch sides to sit next to her and I began talking with her. It turns out she was only fourteen. Just my luck. First time around and I choose a fourteen year old. I cannot tell a persons age for diddly squat. I realized when I was right in front of her that she looked kind of young, especially with the braces that I did not notice until that moment. From the distance she appeared to be at least eighteen and she had no school bag or books like the other students I had seen on the train and in the terminal.
The conversation was choppy at best and only towards the end did she appear to be enjoying it. She was obsessed with tabloid magazines and all things. She felt that she lived with celebrities, they were her life. She hated country music but likes Green Day and loves Jay Z. She attends Curtis HS, used to live in
Hopefully the next person I approach is a tad bit older.
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