Louise just went home, don't think she thought I was that funny to hang out with today. And to be honest, I wasn't. But I think she survived.
I didn't. I mean, first I slammed my foot against the door, so my calf started to bleed, then I hit my head in the heating element, and ten minutes ago, I fell with my bike. I feel like every inch of my body hurts. Okey that wasn't true, but can't somebody please feel sorry for me? Please?