Senior Project...

So, as my junior year comes slowly (so agonizingly slowly....) to a close, I'm already looking ahead to this time next year when I'll be starting my senior project. I've known for awhile that I want to do something with TKD, but quite a cool idea came to me this morning. Our grandmaster lives in Pennsylvania and he has several schools in the area, so what I want to do is stay and train with him at his dojangs. I spoke to Mr. Coleman about it today and he likes the idea, but since I'm already a high level black belt he thinks that I'll have to come up with something that will be "educational" or a "learning experience".... I agree with him, so I'm trying to think up ways for me to disguise the fact that I just think it would be the coolest thing ever to train with him and to make it look like an actual senior project. Any ideas? I'm not exactly sure of my school's guidelines - I'll have to get some information after spring break. But, yes. Ideas are most welcome!

Mwahaha!

I took the SAT yesterday and (hopefully) rocked it. And I was mistaken for a guy for the first time in a while.... Ok, so the guy that I was sitting next to during the test was walking down the hall with me to the bathrooms and I turned to go into the ladies room, and he pulled me back, saying, "No, that's the girl's room!" I turned around, confused, and said, "... I am a girl..." Needless to say, he got really red in the face and avoided eye contact with me for the rest of the day. I was wearing a baggy sweatshirt, so I guess it might have been hard to distinguish, with my short hair and all. :P
So I've been meaning to post about this, but I haven't had time until now: A couple Fridays ago, we were supposed to have a ladie's self-defense class, but no one showed up, so Mr. Coleman had me and the ukes (Max and Deven) do some self-defense "sparring" with the knives. It was SO MUCH FUN! Max made it really hard for me to get him down, and even getting control of the weapon with him was difficult. Not to be outdone, I thrashed around so much that Max had to sit on top of me and pull my hair (after unsuccessfully trying to apply pressure points) until I let go. Oh, and... Hehe.... I bit Max.... He had me in a body lock and his shoulder was right there next to my mouth, and.... Instinct just took over. I realized what I was doing about half-way through it and I started laughing. I guess it's a good thing, though, that my instinct is to bite, scratch, do whatever is necessary to get away. Anyway, it was the most fun I've had in a long time - I hope we get to do that kind of stuff more often!