Trippin' stumblin' flippin' fumblin'

Bruises are my good friends. They never fail to visit me now and then. And I'm always the one who (unintentionally) call them over. Clumsy sh*t. My poor legs. They are hardly ever bruise-free. Speaking of school, I'm currently struggling with 6 damn projects. Suffocating? Oh yes, there's 7 modules this semester... Today I am sad. I want to be happy.