11 September 2011
Withdraw, doesn’t mean I quit.
I waited for a year. Still, all I get is postponed and postponed, and I’m sick of it.
It’s been a year I learnt Karate, and I don’t get any feedback but your lame excuses. I’m sick of waiting, maybe I wasn’t good to deserve an upgrade. Or maybe, I’m just nothing in your class but a dust, where you can’t see my effort, nor my existence.
Link of my first post about my journey of karateka, http://faithjasper.blogspot.com/2010/08/karate-do.html
From now on, I withdraw. This is it, officially withdraw from your class, you cold blooded sensei that doesn’t even care how I felt being a yellow junior belt among the kid (which still silly and playing around during your warm-up). Your don’t care how I felt, my hard work, my practice, my effort, still stepping on me calling me ‘chicken shit’! You don’t even know how much I care about the upgrading, the colour of my belt. Being a yellow among them is a shame for me, don’t you know that! I disappointed, each and every time you postponed the date of upgrade. Why, am I not deserved it, why?
I’m totally frustrated yesterday, as you postponed the date again. And this time, I make up my mind, which it seems to be the best option. Thanks for all the teaching, and making me more perseverance in my path to become a great master. Thanks, for delaying me, testing my patience toward learning a thing, without even a single feedback. I will remember all of these craps, keep it deep inside my heart.
By the way, except for the crappy upgrade, you are a good sensei. Hopefully I’ll meet up a greater sensei in the future.
Looking forward for our fight in the future., bon Voyage!
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Folding up my Gi… Forgetting what I’ve experience. It’s heart brokenly sad to be in your class.
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Will continue my journey, It definitely wouldn’t stop at here…
Maybe, this is not a fist of fury, but some day it will definitely be the fist into your eyes!