I need to exercise. But seriously, the only exercise I seem to do nowadays is opening the fridge door and the five minute cycle ride to and from school. But, no I don't give a damn about weight- I'm more bothered about healthy. And mostly, being fit. Again, not weight wise, but when slobbing is fun, it does leave a bit of a conscience. And, somehow I always felt a bit of pride when I used to go jogging. Exercise- let's give it a go.

1.First of all, I'm going to go jogging. I'll set up my iPod and just have a bit of a jog. I'm probably going to spend more time on the play list than I am actually jogging but...

2. I've finally got a bigger bike. W.O.W. If anyone out there noticed, my bike's tiny.

Yes, tiny and purple. But at least I didn't look like this guy...

3. I might just go to the gym once in a while. Just saying. Just just saying.

Yay. I have a plan.

ttyl xoxo G.B

Book Ponderers

Evening, all!

To begin with, I'd like to say how very nice the weather is and...

Stop Grandma-ing.

But to be honest, my past few days have just consisted of me reiterating that concept. IT IS WARM IN ENGLAND.

So, as I am informed, this summer is going to be VERY VERY WARM IN BRITAIN, I will not be here. I will be all the way in Ecuador whilst everybody enjoys lovely England. But Hey, I'm not complaining.

But today in WHSMITH's I did notice a very interesting book. It appears to be the sequel of a much read book "Ugly". I have in fact, given "Ugly" a go, and found it pretty interesting, although couldn't manage to finish it because of what a dead end it was becoming.

If any readers don't know what Ugly is about and haven't already guessed in the title, it's a book about a girl physically and emotionally abused by her mother (and others) about how ugly she was. Quite a lot of the time, these kind of books are good reads.

But doesn't that seem a little morbid? I mean, you'd rather read a book about an abusive mother than a book about an adventure to save a animal sanctuary?

There's just something so gripping about them, though!

xoxo G.B

A girl named Cassie Bernall.

Phew! Whatta week. So, it's easter again and, for many it is time for celebration. Woop!Eggs. Woop! Seeing Family. Woop! Jesus is dead.

Wait, what?

It seems that sometimes people lose track of what these holidays are actually about, and to be honest (in the most optimistic way) Easter likes death. Woop!

So, maybe, (just for a brief moment whilst we take time to unbuckle our jeans from a chocolate marathon) we could take a time out to just think. Think about what's happened. And this time, I don't mean with Jesus, I mean with society. Who's died?

Okay, we're not reminiscing, we're celebrating.

But hey hey, who knew that there were three road deaths on easter saturday?

Now, I know it was a long time ago, but The Columbine High Massacre comes to mind.

But, mostly, a girl named Cassie Bernall. Cassie Bernall was one of the victims of the massacre on April 20 1999, with an extraordinary story.

The Killers- Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold.

The massacre began heavily, and after a few hours, moved into the library in which Cassie was seated. Klebold, approached her with one single question

"Do You Believe In God?"

In this position, you could either deny it and (possibly) be spared or, say Yes, and be killed instantly. Can you guess what Cassie said?

YES.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DnSLk8U9tYE&feature=related

RIP Cassie Bernall

xoxo G.B.