*whimpers*

[rynne]

I did laundry today. Our washer and dryer are down in the basement, and the stairs leading down are steep and the ceiling is low enough that I have to hunch over.

One of my housemates just described those stairs as "treacherous", which I find true enough, considering my ankle twisted on the last step.

It's not sprained or twisted, because I could walk just fine on it after a few minutes of lying there with some ice that my housemate kindly brought. I made it back to my room just fine, with my full load of clean laundry. Still hurts like bloody fuck, though.

Tomorrow all of my classes are either second or third floor, and I have two dance classes, one my PE ballroom dance class, and one my very first class at my new tap studio. I really, really don't want to miss my tap class. God, I hope my ankle feels better tomorrow!

Murphy's Law, I hate you. First the bout of depression on Friday, then the early-period/ovulation bleeding two days ago, and now this.

Also, I have cramps. *gnashes teeth*

I'm definitely going to the health center tomorrow. Gahhhh...

And I will answer comments soon! I will! When my ankle doesn't hurt so much.