I am completely humourless about April Fools. I just don't get it. The pranks started early at/about/around krav. Sorts of calls that got hung up on, or worse yet got taken seriously ("We've been broken into! The front window is shattered! The computers are gone!") and pissed off the recipient.
Sadly, what wasn't an April Fool's joke was that I failed the black belt test (I've been told to say "I didn't pass" because it'll get less of an emotional reaction, but y'all already know my no-hug policy, so I feel good). I have to say I threw it all out there on the floor, and I know my shit better than anyone else who took the test and can do my shit as well as most of them.
So I failed somehow else, and I can't lie--I'm feeling kinda gutted right now. I don't expect the sense of disorientation or sudden re-surprise to wear much away before I meet with the testing instructor tomorrow evening (I've already had his "You must test again! You'll be an asset to krav!" speech, but I can be an asset as a brown belt too, right? Having taken the test, it's more scary than it was before I took it, and I shiver at the thought of taking it again. I really don't want to. I've been told that'll wear off with time. It might. I feel hella convinced right now, though).
I threw everything I had out on that floor a week ago, and it wasn't enough. I don't know where to get more, so maybe that's where I'll let it lie. All I know I'll be in September is older. Experience tells me I'll also be in pain, probably more than I was last week.
I...Well, at least I have to stop being mad at the people that passed. That's just arrogance, and is unfair. They did what they needed to, and I could not. It's not a relative thing.
So, yeah, lack of hugs greatly appreciated.