I stayed on my bed for a while as my crying slowly got down. I was left alone sobbing while looking at the ceiling. My eyes were very tired and puffy from crying and I did try to sleep but to no avail. The moon was already high up and I haven't had dinner yet but I did not feel any kind of hunger. I rolled to my side and got out of the bed. Walking to my closet, I grabbed my sports wear as I changed into it for as fast as I can. I don't care what time it is but I need to go and practice with all that I can. If I continue to weep then I probably won't gain anything by the time the day of the clash starts. I walked out of my room and into the hallway. It was already quiet which means that it was already deep in the night.