To lengthen a string of rotten luck this week, I sprained my ankle during hockey training.

Idiot me still decided to play soccer during PE today, which resulted in a worse ankle and some blisters on the guard area I was wearing for good measure. And I have this huge patch of white where it was, because all the skin around it tanned by quite a few shades. I'd take a picture but my phone's still broken. Have to wait till the weekend to get it fixed, AND then I have to wait for it to be fixed, AND then I'll have to wait till the next weekend to pick it up. I'm gonna go crazy.

I'm going slightly mad,
I'm going slightly mad.

They are giggling at me.
The babies' faces on daffodils,
I run and play on four limbs.
Over and over the rolling hills,

I'm going slightly mad,
I'm going slightly mad.

The faces are trying to tell me something,
I realise that I'm missing a few screws.
I ain't really in the pink of health over here,
The extent of which I have no clue.

I'm going slightly mad,
I'm going slightly mad.

I'm one card short of a full deck,
I feel like I'm sick at sea.
My brain is melting outta my ear-holes,
I think I've become the banana tree.

I'm going slightly mad,
I'm going slightly mad.