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♡ like the water droplets, i sound.
Monday, February 16, 2009, 3:25 PM


I love the rain. I absolute does. It was raining on my way back home. At one second, I wasn't at all pleased cause I'll be drenched by the time I reached home and mum will give me a redneck, the other second, I guess its not too bad at all. After all, raining seems to help me a lot in drowning my sorrows.
Passers-by stare at me with their disbelief eyes. I don't care for the moment but then, oh boy, I'm wearing my uniform. I rushed to my block and was undenyingly drenched. Selena open the gate and give me that I-don't-care-if-you're-wet-or-not look. One word:Pathetic.
If I have to continue, then get ready your blankets and pillows, cause its hefty long.
I guess I'd end here. Tuition ahead laterrr. Oh.Oh.
Daa, blovvers.