I feel drained, the weather, well
I think the weather isn’t too painful. Especially in my room where there is no
proper ventilation and the roof is so close to the ceiling. When it gets hot,
it feels s like I am in an oven.
Every time when the sun feels
like it’s too hot, I start getting these headaches which annoyingly aches a lot
more than I wish they do. Added with physical activities, well any physical
activities—I get a headache that last for hours.
There are things that I always
find regretful. Yesterday something happened. It wasn’t bad but it could’ve
been worse.
When I went to the gym yesterday,
one of the guys there asked if I wanted to spar, I said, ‘sure.’
Hence after warming up alone and
almost getting bored, seeing that I was training alone I asked the guy if he wanted to spar.
I
am not sure if I hit him hard (I had no intention) or he wanted to show off. Before we sparred he was jokingly taunting me
stating if I am sure if I wanted to spar with him. I didn’t pay any attention
to his words except that I felt that he was extremely confident. He also chose
not to wear shin guards while I did.
I noticed that his jabs and his
punches were getting faster and stronger so I reacted the same. He wasn’t using
his legs, he said that he didn’t wear shin guards but he suddenly kicked me and
dropped me. From there on it got intense. He was lighter than me and lucky for
me, he didn’t get any clean shots, I didn’t really feel like I was getting
hurt. Though seeing that he was being cocky, I gave him a strong right which
landed on his nose.
Regretting what I did and not
wanting things to get even more heated up, after some exchanges, I said let
rest for a bit but he didn’t like the idea. So we took a short break and
resumed again after a minute. I tried to keep my composure and played more
defensive this time. I felt really bad but I guess one should never be cocky
and try to bully others.
Though the next round I told him
that he can hit me whereas I’ll just be blocking; I tried to block each of his
punches and swayed around. Of course there were many that hit the target
especially my body. I was happy with it, feels like he got to exact his revenge
and you know made things better I should say. I noticed he was friendly again.
I was happy with that. If anything I hate confrontations that last.
Also I tend to get really
regretful when things like that happen. Well having said that I don’t like
being bullied and if you expect me to take shit then you’re wrong. I hate
people who try to show off by screwing with others.
Well that was done.
