Damn i can't wait to wean off my crutches.!
If only crutches could be burnt, then it would have a glorious end to the last close to 4 months it has served me, absorbing fully the armpits' smell day and night.
They followed me everywhere, to the toilet, accompanied me while I defecated, to the dining table where I ate, just everywhere.

But I certainly won't miss its presence because it is simply irritating.
Besides the whole deal about not being able to have nothing under my arms or smsing and walking simultaneously.. I especially miss being able to scratch my nose without causing a jam along the walkway.

When I rid myself of the crutches I won't have to talk about the stupid leg 200 times a day.
People ask about it all the time: "What happened to you?" and I have to spend 3 mins of my life explaining about my clumsiness on the field bla bla bla.
Even strangers feel compelled to express their sympathy. :(
On good days I repeat the fall down story 60 times.

Sometimes, I really want to grab their heads, and rub their noses with my crutches (the armpit part).

Even though I am very much looking forward to being able to walk again and having cleaner belly buttons, I doubt there will be a dramatic euphoric feeling..
Just like how I thought I would feel excited surviving the 3 2000words essays but didn't.

(Wait let me explain the belly button. When I use crutches my clothing will ride up and expose my belly to dust resulting in accumulation thus crusting in the belly button.
Hence it is not recommended to pierce your navel when you are on crutches because people will ask, "what happened to your navel?" in addition to "what happened to your leg?"
And you definitely don't want random strangers offering to wipe the pus from your navel infection or touching the piercing.
I mean, unless you want la.. personal preference. )

(The last week had definitely been one of little sleep and endless referencing for the essays.
If not for referencing I think we would be able to sleep an average of 3 more hours per night.
Referencing is officially the pain in the ass (Sng, 2008) . )

(Talk about feeling less stressed, do you know the joke about 0 and 8?
0 and 8 are friends.
One day, 0 asked 8..
"why your belt wear so tight?")

(I probably should stop putting brackets for everything.)

haha.

Anyway, I've completely forgotten the main point of this blog post due to the digressions in the above brackets.
Shall end here then.

♥Bid Farewell