So... I was making my merry way to Math class on Monday... (well not merry, math can never be merry, but you get my point...), minding my own business, when my foot decides that he's sick of me and I twist it, falling very hard on my pretty knee. Of course... see the genius that was Murphy was right, the day that I decide to wear pants instead of jeans I must eat dust. I hurt my knee pretty bad. Yesterday, my foot wasn't so bad but today is hurting a lot... I dunno if it's the shoes that I'm wearing or the cold or what, but it's pretty swollen today. And my knee has turned a lovely shade of purple bellow the scrapes, still a lot bigger than it should be.
I still have no idea exactly -how- I fell, but it sucked. I mean I know I'm clumsy and I hit myself all the time, so I should be used to it... right? No. It still hurts.
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