Hehe I’m not as bad as the title says I am. Ahhh.. Finally got my first salary from Karate coaching. Feels good. You take much better care of it when you earn it. My friends all say I’m nuts. That I’m working too hard. But I like it. I love feeling independent. I may only be 17, but I have 2 jobs, and I study, and I train sports about 14 hours a week, sometimes more. I don’t want to sound cocky or anything, but I’m quite a positive role model for other Kuwaiti girls out there. I’m not the type to go out on weekends (hate the crowds), or hang out at cafes and restaurants (except with my family), and I don’t feel the need to go on extreme shopping sprees with my girlfriends. I’m not saying I’m boring, I’m saying I’m productive. I would much rather end my day thinking “AWESOME, 300 sit ups!” than saying “Gazeina gaz mo 6abe3y ilyoum!” (don’t ask where that came from lol). I don’t like asking my parents for cash, I‘d rather earn it myself and spend it wisely. My parents paid for my education and all 4 of my sisters too at Kuwait English School from KG until I graduated, that’s all I ever needed from them, now it’s my turn to show them how responsible I can be. I’m glad that I learnt how to take care of myself at an early stage, this way I know I can support myself no matter what. I work, I get good grades, and I do sports religiously. I love what I do, and if you wanna leave a nasty comment about my lifestyle then feel free to do so.
You’re only bad if you’re caught, so that makes me a good girl right? May 14, 2007
Thought my last post was heartbreaking? Wait till you hear this one.. As some of you already know, I was recently hired by my karate instructor to be his assistant coach at the Kuwait Shotokan Academy. I have trainings Saturday Monday Wednesday and Friday for 3 hours each session (2 on Fridays). Anyways for the first 1:15 hours I teach, then the next 1:45 hours I’m a student. Here’s what lecture I got from my coach before class explaining how to be a responsible instructor -What to do before class -
Check the dojo for any dangerous objects or anything that could lead to injury and Count the children present in case one goes missing. What to do after class -Check the room again for any belongings left behind, or any children that haven’t been picked upIn the first class I was in charge of about 5 beginner students, all under the age of 12. They weren’t so bad, but one of them wouldn’t listen and I gave him way too many chances so I just sat him down facing the wall and didn’t let him join until about 10 minutes later, when he finally started paying attention. Grrr..Second class is where I’m a student. However, when my coach is busy taking care of the kids in the first class making sure they get home and talking to their parents, any black or brown belt must start the class at exactly 6:45pm. But we didn’t and hung around talking. When I realised the time (6:58pm) I freaked and ordered the line up but it was too late. The coach made us all do.. Yep.. 6:58 = 13 minutes after 6:45 = 130 pushups, 130 situps, 130 back rises and 130 squats. Followed by extensive stretching, and a 2km jog. I’m tired. And guess what he says after class? He says “This isn’t a punishment, this is kind of like a game… And you let me catch you”. NEVER AGAIN WILL I LET THE CLASS GO OVERTIME! *sigh*
If you want me to fall for you, you’ve got to give me something worth tripping over.. Like a toe pick -_- May 11, 2007
OW.. My body is killing me.. My legs are still buzzing like mad.. This is what 6 hours of hardcore figure skating gives you.. The first 2 hours was basic practice.. Next was my training.. Where my coach jumped down my throat making me do impossible spins and jump again. And again. And again. And I fell.. Many. Many times.. On my butt.. Next was practice again.. Where I managed to improve more.. But kept freaking out when I would spin and my skirt would fly like up to my neck lol.. And I ripped my tights when I feel really hard.. My feet are killing me.. And I skipped karate this morning just to go skating.. Bad idea.. I know im gonna get my butt kicked for it tomorrow.. So tired.. Need.. Sleep.. Cant.. Only 9pm.. Have class at 11.. Feet swollen.. Ankles busted.. Fell hard on my right hip.. And I broke my arse.. Why oh why did I not take up ballet? I remember the good old days when I was only a wee 2 year old.. And my mom would put some figure skates on me.. And make me walk around the rink without getting on the ice.. Just to learn to keep balance and get used to the feeling.. Then the ice part came.. And after 15 years.. Im still falling on my butt.. Whoever invented skating? Why do I feel joy in throwing myself in the air and spinning like a child? Why do I love it so much? Why am I asking me? I don’t fricken know! Omg im weird right now.. Need.. Sleep..
