Returning to Normal

And, it's true. Everything just seems to be going back to normality. The holidays still remain, but we're nearing the end. Why is it going back to normal? Well, I'm back in Sydney, I'm (however reluctantly) doing homework, and I went back to hapkido today, for the first time in weeks. (And, my titling is improving. Or so I think.) But, to my day.

I woke up around 6:45, and promptly went back to sleep. Too early. I then properly woke up at around 7:30, when I got up, and blogged about the previous day (explanation provided in yesterday's post. And, yes, I know it's late, but I was doing hapkido for a while.) This went on until about 9:15, when I finished up blogging, after breakfast and all, and quickly packed up: it was time to go back to Sydney. I did a few things on the way back. I finished 'The Host,' I did some character development for my book, and sometimes I just looked out the window. I saw the town of Collector from that stupid Bega ad (I feel obliged to put a Youtube link in for all who haven't seen it. Link.). I saw a funny ad: 'There's room for all of God's creatures... right next to the chips and vegies!' That's about it, really. I also listened to music over my Mum's iPod, which was attached to the car (speaking of music, the song stuck in my head is 'Beat It' by Fallout Boy. I loved it in Revathy and Bui's dance.). I listened to such songs as 'Pretty Fly (for a White Guy),' which apart from Britney Spears is basically the only song I remember from when I was really young. There was also 'Rock Lobster,' which I saw in a 'Family Guy' episode. I thought Peter made it up. That is a weird song. Another song was 'That Don't Impress Me Much,' by Shania Twain. Brought back memories, I'll say that. But, anyway. That was the trip back home. When we got there, we did some unpacking, checked the mail (I was supposed to get my New Scientist on Friday. It still hasn't come. Oy vey.), and did some homework. Then I basically surfed the net for a few hours, until it was time for hapkido. (That paragraph short enough for you, Victor and Ebony?)

We got to hapkido around 7; and there was almost nobody there (though, it was more than when I almost went into a closed furniture shop. I feel really retarded sometimes.). When class started around 7:15, there was a total of 11 people there. Later one red belt showed up, but that was it. Even Shay wasn't there, which was a first for me, but when we started, that was driven to the back of my head. We didn't do anything particularly tiring, but we didn't stop. I was helped with some of my moves by another white belt, and while doing forward rolls, I repeatedly hit my head and hip. I still have a headache. Hopefully it'll be gone by tomorrow. Anyway. Apparently my Mum and brother were watching for about half an hour, enough to see me hit my head, get hurt by some higher-level belts, and meditate. But, I still like hapkido. It's awesome. And now I'm blogging as quickly as I can, and trying to ignore my headache.

Comments, comments. 6, from presumably 4 people. I say presumably, because the last 2 are anonymous. But I think I can guess who they are.
*Ebony: Paragraphs; the eternal struggle. Please stop ranting about them. I get it. Yes, I'm awesome. And... what? What's wrong with Stephenie Meyer? I loved the movie, and if my 10 year old brother can watch it twice in 2 days, anybody can (I'm not kidding. Yes, it's weird.). How about, you can rant about paragraphs, if you lay off 'Twilight.' Deal? And I like the War Memorial as well, it's sobering (is that the word?).
*Victor: Is this 'Disagree with AB' Day? (and the answer is no, I'm guessing.)
*Rosa: I actually don't mind Canberra. If I had to live somewhere other than Sydney, it'd be there. ...oh, for crying out loud! Please stop bagging Stephenie Meyer, everyone. Please. I would be grateful.
*Ebony: I'm giving up now.
*Anon: Thank you anonymous commenter. Everybody listen to this person here. They get it. Learn from them.
*Anon: It was pretty fascinating. And my guess is... Shafi? Likes Meyer, has slight spelling problems, a friend... Yep, Shafi.

Well, I'd better sum up my day before too long. Tomorrow should be a lot earlier. Remember, I'm really trying. (And for no reason, yesterday's post was 1234 words long. Mild amusement there.)

I will try my hardest to blog earlier,
AB