Battle scars

Today was knife self-defense. All day.

We did it all. It started off with fighting on our feet, then taking each other down, then fighting on the ground. By 4 pm, I was dead tired. I drove home and fell asleep for an hour until my dad came home and woke me up.

I got "cut." Many times. This one has been getting darker all night:




I still can't take a decent picture.