I can't, for the life of me, figure out what's wrong with my stupid stitch... It's been more than a month and it still hurts like the operation happened last week. The skin around the wound is still hard.. kinda what a hardened bruise feels like. And it still hurts when I stretch too much or when I'm lying flat on my back or stomach.
And here I was praying a thousand prayers that I am fully healed before our Camarines Sur wakeboarding special extravaganza. Mom told me not to count on it.
I talked to my aunt in Seattle last December and in the US, there's a modern method of taking out the useless appendage and not be confined in the hospital. Oh, I really love my 3rd world country.
Here I am, moping on how my Christmas, New Year and birthday went. Christmas and New Year could've been better. Birthday was very steady. I was thinking that since my birthday was very quiet.. very uneventful, I'm thinking of having a party next year. You know, to commemorate my silver year in this world. =) A friend of mine is throwing a bash on her 24th bday coz her birthday falls on the 24th of the month. 24 on 24 daw ang theme. My birthday's on the 12th... past tense. Though if you check my maturity level, I'm around that age.
Oh, and I'm going to ask for a new bike next year. =P
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