One rolled ankle, two crutches and three monochromatic bowties later, or, Laptops Are For Fanfic

Yes, yes, I know I haven't gone on in a long time...stuff should hopefully start happening. What kind of stuff? Well, I dunno, good stuff. Hopefully.
Why do I sound like I'm trying to sound like Marvin the Paranoid Android in my head? I dunno either, and why am I answering as if the questioner wasn't me but could still hear what I sound like to myself as I'm writing this?
I'm pretty sure I don't have Dissociative Personality Disorder...
And now we come to today's recap of the past few days, as if there isn't a huge hole in my memories reminiscences.
Right, we'll start off with yesterday, jump forwards to today Tuesday and hope for the best that my memory hasn't deteriorated since then, shall we?

Summary: I landed badly on my ankle during PE just around the Queen's Birthday; then I went to the doctor at West Ryde (nice chap, there); then I got a pair of crutches, which I then brought to the farm excursion trip and then I was pretty much all better by the following Tuesday, when we had to return it. Didn't even need it for the IPT excursion the previous day. Still not fully completely 110% back to normal, but still. Oh, the "bowties" bit was because I found a box of three bowties in a dresser drawer. And I managed to miss school the next day  after rolling my ankle, which was a Wednesday, and I was out of action for the game against Greystanes the next week (the last week of term), which we drew. With two Greystanes girls playing for us. Now, my memory is very, very holey at the moment.