adventures with mascara

Well, not really mascara. Or whatever that stuff is that is put around (over) one's eyes. Anyway, what happened is we (the fencing team) were playing floor hockey, and to make a quick long story short, I turned around, and someone tried to clear the ball, and it hit me right above the eye. I mean, right above the eye. If it was one centimeter lower, or if I was one centimeter taller, it would have hit my eye. Not fun. Anyway, I went down, and someone got ice, and I was ok. It doesn't really even hurt anymore, but it still looks bad if you look at it more than just a passing glance, in which case you won't see it because opening my eye pretty much covers it up. And it's been a week today (friday, even though this will be posted saturday).

I'm in my room now (yay). and I did quite a bit of cleaning, so that's good.

fencing's been ok. it's quite a bit of work, I guess, but it's handleable. if that makes sense. I need to play more squash, because it's fun. elton-fives, anyone?

Yes, I know that last didn't make sense. Too bad, figure it out or ask me. or both. People are coming in tomorrow. should be fun.