~*+My Journey Before Heaven+*~

Many times in my legacy as Di Wei have I given up or step down from a challenge which I impose on myself. HOWEVER, today, I admit that I have been sternly tested by that known as STITCHING.

As a guy, I struggle in vain to hasten my ability to weave the stitches endlessly to form a pattern so small it does not seem to be worth the shot. AND I placed it too close to a corner if I might add. The difficulty isn’t so much in the stitching, its the colours that is required. The final product might look simple, but its anything but. ESPECIALLY when there are different shades of a single colour! The amount of time needed to keep cutting strings, tying knots AND weaving a pattern of the size of a thumbnail probably accumulates to about 4-5hours, roughly the time you need to watch 8-10 action-packed, adrenaline pumping anime episodes, and still have time left to eat dinner. What?

I have never seen myself poke my hands so many times even the nurses that came to my ward when I was hospitalised for 14 days cannot compete with their dozes of anti-biotics. The sheer concentration on the little holes has probably ensured the increase in the dgree of my spectacles by at least 50. To counter the boredom and agony of doing such a feminine chore, I have to put my vocal box to good effect, stretching it boundlessly as I put ‘the joy of the lord is my stength’ on repeat. And after 2 days of meticulous struggle, I have finished……3/4 of a pattern!!! This is realy not worth the time.

It makes me want to quit when I listen to the girls tell me how seamlessly easy it is to complete it. Depressed at my own inequity, it becomes really hard to movitate myself to continue, especially when you know only sleepless nights ensue he(this only applies to males I guess) who chooses the path of stitching.

Too bad there is no turning back now. I have swooped so deep I’m on a path of no return. All I can do is continue……