Alsooo...

I went on a bike ride tonight.
I scraped up my leg:T
Wasn't even on my bike when it happened.
But Catie, my best friend, her brother, Robby, and his friend Brian and I all rode our bikes down this bike trail and it was like midnight: pitch black.
We got off to visit this graffiti sight and it was pretty much downhill covered with loose gravel.
Needless to say, with me being one of the unluckiest and clumsiest kids anybody knows, I slipped.
My leg and foot got scraped and I started bleeding.
Rob bent down to check it out and I was leaning over him to see it too, and when he stood back up, the back of his head hit me straight in the nose.
But he hugged me to make it better...
it helped.
:)
Also, a few nights ago, I was riding my bike home from Catie's (again in the dark) and I must've been daydreaming or extremely lost in thought because all of a sudden, I realized I'm headed straight for a car!
dun Dun DUNN!
I swerve to try and miss, but my arm hit the mirror and it broke off, and I flew off my bike.
I couldn't just ditch, there had been two witnesses, both questioning my physical health.
So I marched up to the house and brought them the mirror.
Luckily they weren't bitches, and the old lady just dismissed me...
kinda like she didn't want me there...
kinda like she wanted to be alone...
kinda like she was killing someone...
Hmmm.
:l