Gimme a Hug. Jellyfish!

Its only now that I'm really beginning to see what last year's team did for me. Things that I was taking for granted at the time I'm missing now, although I know I'll have them back once this team finds its groove. I'm already noticing a bond growing between classmates, and the bonds that were created last year are only getting stronger.

I always considered my classmates as friends, but always on the limited basis of inside the kwoon. Not that we changed personalities outside the kwoon, its just that we all went back to our day-lives after classes, which didn't necessarily include each other. But, as Sifu Robinson put it as we met up with Sifu Wetter one night, "Yay! We're friends outside the kwoon!". High five.

And why not? We're a group of people who share common interests, who strive for common goals, who sweat and bleed together. I can't say that of even my best friend. Love her to death. But we are very different people.

We help each other, support each other. We have stories we can share and memories we can laugh at. I've never felt so close to a person (literally) as I did in rope dart practices. By the way, you're hair smelled lovely, Sifu Regier. I've never had so much fun in a hospital as I did when Sihing Langner tried to pierce his ear with a sai. And Sifu Bryant will never let me forget how graceful I am.

Thanks guys.

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