walking wounded

as i was traversing across campus, to and from my classes, i discovered something rather interesting. there seems to be an unusual number of injured persons on campus this semester. i saw a number of people recovering from broken legs, broken arms, and a friend of mine stabbed herself in the leg with an exacto knife (however you spell it). what are these people doing? going on top secret missions that are too dangerous to explain?

*disaster strikes*
....
*30 min. later*
i think life is trying to spite me. the toilet just overflowed. it just started spewing water. i had no idea what to do. water! everywhere! i have to do a special wash just because i had to use my towel to stem the flow and soak up the water. it's not fair! i don't have enough money to be doing this! i don't think i even have enough to dry to stupid towel. looks like i'll be hanging it to dry. i'm almost out of detergent too. good thing we only have 3.5 weeks left of school. i can last that long without doing laundry. granted, it's not fun but i can.

in case you're wondering where the second half of this fits in with the walking wounded, the toilet here decided to spew its life force all over the floor and i had to clean up.