keire_ke | Dec. 10th, 2004

The past three days had been *horrible*.

Tuesday: this girl got her knee injured in jitsu. Being the kind person that I am, I offered I'll accompany her to the hospital. Okay, so I was curious too - I've never been to a hospital (and thank God for that), especially in the UK, so I wanted to see if they were as horrible as dad told me they were back at home (long story involving, my sis hurting her ankle in self-defence class. She was okay though - just a slight sprain). Anyway. The poor gal ended up with plaster all over her right leg, from hip to ankle (she is able to move her hip, fortunately).

So. By the time we returned from the hospital it was late. So I slept in the next day, and didn't go and listen to a hanful of boring oral presentations. But the real nighmare was Thursday: I woke up not that late, but I kept dozing off, until about 3pm. Yes, you read that right. Then I got up to do some work, and 15 minutes into it I realised I feel absolutely terrible and my stomach is killing me. That just had to be the worst case of girly pains in history. I felt like throwing up, so I spend close to two hours whipering on my bed, with a tiny break to swallow a painkiller (which just serves to show how bad it was - I eat, on average, two painkillers a year. Or even less. I don't believe in them).

By the time I was fit for anything, it was almost time to start getting ready to go to jitsu practice. Entertaining briefly the thought of skipping it, I finally decided that the day had been so absolutely horrid, that it cannot possibly get any worse. So I grabbed a chocolate bar on the way and went.

And you know what? I was 100% right. The session was just awesome, of the awesomely awe-inducing awesome kind. First, my gi finally arrived! I was so excited, even though the bloody thing is heavy as hell and equally stiff, but it still is cool!! There were only five of us altogether, and we got to handle swords!!!!!!!

Not real swords, obviously, and we didn't get to fight - sensei taught us basic ai-something kata, which is roughly: draw the sword, making a horizontal swipe across the throat, do an over-head swip downwards, another vertical swipe, this time parallel to the body, from head to toes and re-sheath.

Man, I haven't had as much fun in ages!!!! Paraphrasing Terry Pratchett: "Don't put your faith in gods. But you can rely on chocolate." And one from me - "Nothing makes a girl happier on her Bad Day, than a bar of chocolate and a potentially dangerous weapon with an instruction how to use it".