Nothing like getting back into the swing of classes after a huge night. My brain is saying "school? why school? go train for your next fight!" instead of "STUDY". Great adrenaline rushes are addicting, who knew?
The looks I get from the bruises, that are fading slowly, are hilarious. Not really expecting a business major to look like she got her butt kicked. I really do enjoy telling them, no I wasn't mugged. I won a cage match. The looks are the best.