i just had to blog about this. i dont know. maybe im masochistic.

okay, so here i am, piles of bio notes books, markers and what-nots in my hand, humming to myself ( laddeeda..ifeelitinmyfingers..) and trotting down the stairs.
trot.
trot.
trot.
when suddenly, KABOOM! im at the staircase landing, legs over my head, bio books strewn across floor and a very very bruised elbow.
damn glam.
see, im better off just brooding in a corner. thats what i get for being happy.
but it was funny. for a while.