Not really having a choice, I went to school the next day anyway. Only when I got home I found out from Daniela that the godamn tea I had in the previous night was actually some diet shit that make you empty the crap out of your soul. No wonder there was nothing left. You’re only really supposed to have 1 bag and not squeeze it, not even let it sit for more than 5 minutes. Having two bags wasn’t exactly a smart move. I reckon that female porn stars must have that tea every morning to avoid shit dipping in camera action while backdooring. Anyhow, I was pissed. My state wasn’t consequence of a virus or anything, but a build up of stupid actions such as walking against Mr. 50 knots southerly over and over and picking the wrong freaking tea bags.