Ah, high school here I come! Woot woot!
The past few weeks have flown. Last night was the freshman formal, and I've come out phyically and emotionally scarred. Here's the explaination.
Physically:
As you probably know, I'm the EPITOME of grace and poise. (the caps imply sarcasm.) This is even more true when I wear heels. Now, I had spent Sunday afternoon doing laps around my (single level no-basement ranch) house to prevent killing myself and/or others around me. Unfortunately, I did not practice on stairs. On the way down to the dance, I totally WIPED OUT. From what I can tell, I missed a step and my heel caught, and I fell forward. Luc