My current mentality, being how it is, I've begun to think of the HSC as a war,
contributing factors could be; my newfound addiction to the history channel, my habit of listening to Richard Wagner whilst excercising, my lack of a fight in the past...year, really.
This HSC, this thing is the enemy,
but why should I feel under attack?
I wish to both defeat and conquer,
I knew of my enemy, the habits, before my attack.
My great battle,
why should I be worried?
I'm resilient, and I don't go down for nothing;
I threw myself into this hard,
and I'll fight my hardest 'til the end, no less.
My knowledge, my army will follow me into that stupid cold room.
And I will storm that bitch like you read about.
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