I absolutely annihilated myself today on the ice. I was sliding down the ice-laden ramp to the lower field with a bunch of other kids behind the school, after school, and then I went down once more after they left. I got about halfway down and for some reason tweaked and fell, and conveniently landed on my face, mostly on my teeth, which I'm surprised didn't at least get chipped. My nose bled for a while, due to the nice chunk of skin the ice ripped off, I minorly split the crease between my chin and lips, and split my lip as well. Since I hit on the ice, it was numbed instantly...only now, a few hours later, do I feel how much it actually hurts. Not just the things that bled, but also my neck from the crazy whiplash I experienced as my face decided it'd like to hit the ground really hard. Sam has now decided to call me Scarface. What a good pal. In other news, I am currently baking a cheesecake.