I couldn't even sleep all that day. I didn't even attend any classes and on top of that I haven't even checked to see if I had assignments. Nothing was more important than this fight, not even this damn school. Nothing would matter if I lost.
I was wrapping my hands and knuckles with tape knowing it would give me an extra boost. I felt sick all of a sudden, I never felt like this before. Before, this fight seemed like a honor and privileged, now it seemed a like damned tragedy. I'm so stupid! Now, I feel felt my body ache and become sick, then I ran into the bathroom throwing up bile. The acid stung my throat as well as the bitter taste lingering on my tongue. Dammit... I flush the toilet before heading to the sink while washing out my mouth with mouth wash. Get it together! I splash some water on my face hoping it would calm me down, but nothing felt right anymore.