FML!

I'm sick and tired of being the clumbsiest person on the planet! Why can't somebody else take that job for a while?!

Walking to school with my little brother, as I do every Tuesday. The difference? I was hobbling. In the end, he convinced me to get home and put some ice on it.

My poor ankles. I didn't think they could take another ligament strain, but they've proved me wrong. Yet again.