Two left feet.
I pretty much got stabbed in the eyeball today walking down to 5th hour (although I can't be mad because the kid who did it was really nice and apologetic) and hit myself in the cheekbone with my instrument during the run. Seriously. I'm surprised I didn't fall down more this afternoon.
Buuuuuuuuut. I got a 102% on my math test.
For lack of a better word (or emotion):
HOLLAAAAAAAAAA!