Sure, nice sweep...

At the end of class today, we were doing some open rolling, and I was going with this one-stripe white belt.  He kept doing the patronizing, "nice sweep" or nice this or that...and then, when he "swept" me, actually said *mumble mumble* "nice sweep!"  Oh, and then he let me cross choke him.  So kind of him. 

I'm not sure I've ever had to deal with this kind of thing before, or at least not for awhile.  Honestly, it was just really weird.  Like, dude...I have rank on you.  Don't patronize me, and there's no need to compliment EVERY move, because then it makes you sound like a douche.  Especially when you talk about your own moves.  Also, throwing me across the mat because I'm half your size...not a sweep.  However, I heard that last week he came in with a big attitude problem, so at least he seems to be much improved from that class.  

Success!

And not because I triangled the spazzy n00b who told me to my face he had to win because he couldn't lose to a girl, but because I kept my cool and played my own game. 

Also, I got to do eye surgery last week!

That's me with the resident, Dr. Fischer.  And no, those aren't reading glasses--my glasses were sliding down and I couldn't push them back up myself. 

I need this tattooed to my forearm

I'll never wait, I'll make a million mistakes
But to be content is to be a disgrace.
Every day drowns in lethargy
But to be content is to burn your wings.
So let yourself go, and let yourself grow
Don't you let them dig you hole.