No wonder I always have a bruise somewhere

Just smashed my knee to smithereens. (okay, that's hyperbole) But I am so darn good at this kind of thing, I wouldn't be surprised if that came true some day.

Still remember my 1st year mishap with the washbasin? I doubt this will be worse than that though...that time I had a humongous purple bruise that lasted for weeks. (I had to rub it to get the swelling down, which spread the bruise)

So how did I do it this time? I was adjusting my curtain, because the afternoon sun first shines towards the right side of my window, then towards the left as the day progresses (don't try to imagine it, okay? If you're really curious I'll explain it to you with a drawing when I meet you. Or if you're lucky, you might be able to see a demonstration in my room. lol) So halfway through the afternoon I will adjust my curtain to continue blocking the sunlight. To do that, I have to climb onto my bed. Between my bed and the wall where the window is, there is a space of a little more than a foot wide. And below the window there is THE culprit...the heater. So while getting down from the bed...bang!

Everything's a weapon in my hands (or knees :P) Remember my badminton racquet? So you'd better watch out. lol

At the end of my previous post about banging my knee, I said "Nice way to start the month of May."

I guess this time, it's to end the month of May... (may I remind you that this blog's timestamp is on Malaysian time, while I am in France at the moment? ;) )