Is it sad that I know how to knit? If not, then what is sad (or sadder) is that I only know how to knit scarves. I have no idea how to knit anything else. Quite frankly, I don't have the patience to. A college lecturer taught my friend and I to knit during one of our Moral Education lessons. We started off with a scarf. Do you know how long it took me to knit that bloody scarf?
FIVE months. With many holes to boast too.
I brought that scarf with me to the UK, but I never did wear it because I was afraid I'd dirty it. It took me five months to make it, dammit. So, it stayed in the cupboard for 3 years before I brought it back to Malaysia.
Fast forward 10 years, and I still only know how to knit a scarf. BUT, behold a whole new record.
Six days.
This is what happens when you have way too much time in your hands. Still, it'd be great for those winter-y days and nights.
Hmm ... what colour should I do next?
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