|Mar. 4th, 2004 09:00 pm Splitting Headache|
I have a splitting headache.
No, really. I do. Literally. I just got back from the dojang a few minutes ago, where I attended the last two classes of the day: grappling from 6.30 to 7.30 and adult class from 7.30 to 8.30.
In grappling, I was paired up with a very fat kid who sat on my head for at least 5 minutes, if not more. Literally. He weighs about ten pounds less than I do, and is almost a foot and a half shorter. Literally.
I can teel you don't believe me, but that doesn't change the fact that I have a splitting headache. He sat on one ear while the other got smashed into the floor.
He squeezed my head so hard I literally though my brain was going to spill out onto the floor.
And it STILL HURTS. if I ever get the chance, I'm going to kill the little bastard, and I'm not the kind of person who usually uses that sort of language, so when I say it, I really mean it.
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