Victory is hard

It was almost an hour into the ordeal, mildly salty sweat could be tasted from the corner of the mouth and all the souls in the vicinity were fed up of me. It is at this moment that I was thinking of getting up and running away, from all this travesty, somewhere far where I would not be judged, I would not have to prove my competence every single time. Every soul who has claimed fame by means of hard work and perseverance would know that it is at this very moment when things seem to go against you, everyone wants you to give up, and that includes the body itself, that you must not. These will be the deciding factors which will, colloquially speaking, "make you or break you". Keeping all this in mind, I decided to take one more slice of the cheese pizza even though i was full up to the throat.
There was no one in the college who loved pizza more than me. I would never shy away from a chance to have pizza at any time or place. There have been incidents when my whole circle of friends had to eat pizza(of various flavours) only because I thought it was a good idea to do so. I was deep into pizza, hell I even had pizza printed on my pajamas. Kush was really annoyed by my habit of choosing pizza in any new place we went to and it was, mind you, not him who challenged me to eat 4 pizzas in a row, it was his girlfriend, who I suspect wanted to get rid of me. What could I do?
Back to Melisa's , after I had the first slice of the 4th pizza, I was not in a very friendly mood. It is, what I realised, the situation many great people have been and they are great only because they did not listen to pain inside their mind and body, they persevered through the hard times. Well, midway into the slice of the 4th pizza, I noticed some mild distant rumbling, seemed like the sound of a volcano about to erupt, a earthquake, a tsunami or some deep imminent danger about to unfold. The tables were starting to shake and I was almost relieved that the earthquake would save my day, with my nose. Everything was shaking and I couldn't control the my movements, like when you are fighting in air. It wasn't long before I fainted, which could be due to some splinter falling on my body or shock or any of those things which are supposed to happen when you are exposed to something horrific.
Actually, when I woke up I could see my friends forming a circle around me. They told me this bullshit story that I had puked all over the pizza place and I had fainted. Unfortunately, Shailza had taken a video shoot of the whole episode and it seemed these people were true. I was thinking of all sort of argument to make so as to justify my glorification of pizza even though I had failed it as a person.
Since that day, I eat pizza alone and Melisa's had prohibited my entry. Even Lenin was exiled from Russia and should we allow ourselves to forget the travesty of Nelson Mandela when he did everything for love of his freedom.