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Merry Monday - A Full Weekend

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So much happened since Friday that it's hard to know where to start.

My close female friends and I traveled to Etobicoke on Friday. We went out to the bar near our hotel and got to have food and drinks with several of the Canadian senseis.

Two of us challenged ni dan level, that is 2nd level black. We were successful! We'll next be eligible for grading in 2 years. I'm in no rush. There were some mistakes I made that I'll talk about more later in the week.

Most of my other friends passed too. There were a couple of fails. I know how that feels having been there last year. The options for dealing with it are pretty much keep training and working hard or quit. It's hard to learn to move passed it and get back onto the floor. I think my feelings about it were worse than any my sensei could have thrown at me. Sometimes you just aren't ready for something in life and it's nothing to get bent out of shape about. If you care about something, you learn to just go with the flow.

The worst part of grading is waiting to grade. I just wanted to get to the drinking part that happens after. I didn't drink much the night before as I didn't want to feel like crap despite senseis joking that grading hungover is traditional.

There was much celebration after which including a key lime sake collins that my friend brought. Our room turned into the party room for a bit. There was also some political stuff going on that didn't involve me. I was thankful I could just drink and give out hugs as my week had its own drama I had just got passed.

I didn't do as much homework as I intended on the second day as I got into taking video of higher level people doing their kata. I did solidify what my movie's theme is and I think I'll talk about that tomorrow though I'm in Star Wars mode and just want to marathon them before the next episode comes out.

Anyway, time for class.

Guid cheerio the nou,
R~

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