Mirror, mirror on the wall...
... But wait a minute! Where's the mirror!? There used to be a mirror over this grill-like thing! Oh crap it! It's broken! So I got the fright of my life when early this morning, at 12.50am to be exact, I just completed a dvd and all was quiet in the house when I heard a loud crash. The sound came from somewhere directly above me so I guessed it must have been something either in my room, my sister's room OR our toilet, which connects both our rooms. In the end, it turned out to be the mirror in our toilet. I would not have realized it if not for the fact that I needed to, erm... relieve myself. :) It was really scary. The first thought that came to my mind was: "Is it a burglary? Did someone just break a window to gain entry? I'm the only one awake!" I mean, my parents didn't even hear it, my sister heard it but couldn't be bothered because she was too tired and so fell asleep again. Then. I decided that I'll just close one eye, quickly switch on...