today was super busy. mom dropped me off at karate camp. i had a fun day doing the usual things, mostly having fun. i had to sit out during one of the games for not listening. oh well.
mom came and helped me get ready for class. i ran out of give a damn about 5min into class. i was totally goofing off, rolling around on the matt. not paying attention. you know. the instructor came over and stood over me- mr hardwick, i want you to sit up, in your spot. i looked over to the piece of white tape he was pointing at. on the spot, now. so i just laid there on my back and reached out my toe as far as i could and touched the spot. there was snickering from the parent's area. i'm such a badass.
eventually i got up and sat on my spot. i mostly did what i was told the rest of the class. i do really like karate. i just lack any kind of focus as mom would say. which is why i guess i'm in karate to begin with.
when class was over and i got a quick ear bashing off the instructor, mom helped me get changed and off we went- to the park?
yeah weird. mom took me to the park. i played around a bit then at 6pm mom said it was time for soccer practice. what? i don't want to play soccer. i went over and met my coach- mr B. there were 3 other boys there my age. we took turns kicking balls at mr B. i was sooooooo not into it. everything mr B said, i did the opposite. mom came down the field a couple times and told me off. whatever. practice lasted almost an hour.
by the time mom and i got home it was getting dark and dad was already in the kitchen trying to figure out how to make his dinner. awesome. i can't wait to hang out doing nothing on the couch with my dad