And with that, the quest for a hobby comes to an end.

When I was younger, my parents used to moan daily that I had to find a hobby. I spent my whole weekend in my room watching TV and wasting my time on my ancient computer. I remember how one day, I was forbidden to watch TV or play on the computer, so I put on my Pokemon cassette (I can't believe I lost it!) and starting listening to the songs as long as possible untill I knew the lyrics by heart. I also remember watching TMF for the Top100 Summer Chart - or something of the like - all day so that I could write everything (song, artist, album) down in my cute little notebook. I was a lame child, I know.

I still sometimes fall back into old habits of doing nothing. Spending my weekend in my messy room. At times like those, my parents tell me to find new hobbies. Last summer I tried sewing, and I like it, but my perfectionism gets in the way too much. It takes forever to look for textile that I like and then I take months to actually sew the piece of clothing. I usually don't get very far because I decide halfway through the process that I don't really like how the piece is turning out. So I just quit. Another new hobby is blogging. But that requires a computer and an internet connection, so I don't think my parents are that glad I've discovered it. I still sit at my desk typing. Dancing around is also fun to do, but I'm a shy kid so I close my door and only practise in my room. Again, this is not a great hobby because I won't leave my room. I've also been wanting to play guitar for two years now, but I know that I'm just too shy --because seriously, what's the point of playing if you're not going to let others listen? I'd probably -like my brother- lock myself up in a room and practise and the moment someone wants to come in I'd stop playing. Conclusion: finding a hobby is difficult.

However, I have now found the perfect hobby. I have fallen in love with it. It's good exercise and by doing it you automatically leave your room. What it is? Walking with crutches! I've now spent two days playing with Barbara's crutches and I've highly amused myself. The downside of my new hobby is that you need a friend with crutches, because apparently they're pretty expensive to buy. It also almost makes me want to get injured.

So maybe next time someone wishes me good luck, I'll interpret their "Break a leg!" a little differently.