so you know how i've been alluding to something that happened recently that was moderately embarrassing? well, i'm not embarrassed anymore so i'll post about it now.
on monday, i took my floral design test. i totally dominated it- i got a 91% and a "way to go!" on the screen! so i guess the testing center felt it had to restore balance to the universe and dominate me. that's right. i tripped down one single stair and sprained my ankle. haha seriously though, how typical me is that?
i went to the doctor early the next morning when i was still in a lot of pain. i didn't shower or put on any makeup or anything- aka i looked really gross. and yes, my theory was proved once more, and i happened to see a boy i knew my freshman year but hadn't seen since his mission. anyway, the visit ended with me getting crutches, which i used for the next few days, but strictly around the apartment. i didn't want to have to use them in public and tell my lame story.
but yeah, if anyone asks, yes i tripped over a single step, but it was as i was saving babies and puppies from a burning building...