I have a bruise on my pelvis.
I don’t even know how I got it.
I’ve given up with wondering where my bruises come from. I bash in to stuff so much and on a whole, am I just so uncoordinated. I’ll be walking straight down a corridor and for some reason I’ll trip and bash into the wall. Why Emily, WHY!?!?
We kinda had an argument with Mr Hastie in extension today about philosophy. Sophie’s World got brought up, Descartes…things got heated. And then we stopped and watched Shrek The Third for till the end of the lesson. hen Shrek goes to the high school, he kept laughing at all the stereotypes, it was adorable. Did I mention that I love admire him very much?
