on the bathroom floor

Haha, us bloggers are so narcissistic. I should know the meaning of that word since I spent the whole of Saturday and Sunday racking my brains for a good plot for my Greek essay. There really isn't much to say actually...though I can't help but mention how we started laughing like crazy when we saw the poster for Fool's Gold after we bought the tickets. Well, in the end, it was quite a good choice though.

Today was pretty good, except that I scrapped my knee on a stupid step and I now I can't really walk that properly. It didn't even hurt at all at first until I stood up and realised it was all red and sore, and my hand was bleeding slightly. The last time I scrapped my knee like that was before I was even in primary school, so I guess I'm not used to it. Silly scrap.

I wonder what it's like to be in a BGR. Is is always as sweet as we wish it to be? Sometimes I think it can really be quite a burden...but on the other hand, it could be really great and exciting. And sometimes...nah enough before I start offending people.

I'm starting to think that a blog is just another burden. What's the use if we have to sugar-coat everything?