Exhaustion and more.

What a day.
NAFA 2.4Km run, the bitchlike interhouse games, the that's-the-lamest-talkshow-ever talk and the dull and monotonous eyecare talk. Like, huh?
NAFA practically killed me. ]: I mean, I aint exactly the kind who can run and survive a 2.4km run, you know. I suck at running. Actually, at sports. Though liking them is a whole new thing.
In between the games, I felt the same old nausea and giddy spells. So in the sick bay I went.
The games were like bitchfights. -.- Horrible experience. Note to self: Never ever play with a hell lot of screaming and over zealous girls in a game of netball. Never.
Try getting elbow-jabbed in the back and then fall right on your knees. Bell got like a scratch across her tummy and scratches on her nape. Sheesh. Its just a game.
The Records Breaking was so darn lame that's its so fun. {: The emcees cracked me up like hell. XD

Help, my knees hurt and itch. A lot. ]:
Rawr! Where are you?