Darn you kids.

...I have now attained an entirely new level of old-man-ness.

I now have to use a freaking walking stick.

D:

Due to a sprained foot from yesterday's sparring, I now cannot walk anywhere without my stick, much less climb stairs.

It does not help that my room is on the second floor.

It also does not help that my now purple and swelling left foot is scaring everybody, and I cannot cover it up with shoes or socks because any more pressure and my foot will turn an even deeper shade of purple in protest.

Yes Shun Jing, all I need now is a beard and grey hair. The hair will take care of itself. But unless I get hormone injections or something, I cannot grow a beard :P

My grandpa is most amused by the largest lump on my foot. He says the entire thing kinda resembles and eggplant. Yes Kong Kong, I will put ice on it every two hours or so. Thank you for telling kimberly to remind me every ten minutes. *swats her*

And to all those in school, please dont assume that I will randomly fall and die or something. I can still move, and its going to take more than a fall to kill me. (:

Oh, and thank you all for all the well-wishing to my grandpa and I. He says thanks too. (:

LESLEY, I KNOW YOU MAY NOT BE ABLE TO READ THIS, BUT GOOD LUCK FOR GRADING TODAY. GO KNOCK EM DEAD, OKAY? AND DONT INJURE YOURSELF EVEN FURTHER. OR ELSE PEOPLE WILL TRY AND FORCE YOU ONTO CRUTCHES OR SOMETHING. GOOD LUCK!