The bites, though slightly better, are ironically worse looking than ever. And they itch at the most inconvenient times, like how they all revolted and itched when I was going to take the 5 stations. It still itches now and I've given up applying medication half the time- too time consuming. I take small comfort in the fact that a number of classmate's have equally terrible bites too.
Tomorrow, I'll be home early! So I'm gonna try another itch- relief method involving honey and cinnamon. No it's not food although it sounds pretty tasty.
NAPFA was disppointing. Wasted opportunity. No idea what I was thinking when I just stopped at 12 incline pull ups even though I still had the energy to continue. SBJ was worse. Wasted one try due to instability. And the next one didn't even hit my target. Needless to say, I was grumpy and very annoyed with myself.
Today easily makes it to my Worse Days In The College list. And it's not just the abovementioned points. I don't recall ever feeling so bitter and disapointed over single incident. Seriously, the shit was so close to hitting the fan. So to make it all better, I immediately went running/ fast-breaking 4 rounds around my estate and doing other random exercises upon reaching home . Not that long a distance but it was enough to parch my throat, burn my lungs, drench my shirt and lift my spirits. Muscleache please come! Felt much better after that. In fact, so much better I decided to polish off the rest of the eggrolls and had a slice of cheescake (:
I've decided that I need to make more mystery buddies. Like Mr.K!. There were a couple of us, then some died along the virtual way. So now there's only Mr. K! left and I will seriously hunt him down and rearrange his wife's and mistress' [read: beloved computer and PSP] facade if he dares die on me.
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