The day it rained cows and goats
Haven't been blogging in a while. Or is it ages? Well, when you feel that nobody or not many people are reading your blog, you don't feel like writing. When you don't blog, obviously people lose interest and don't visit your blog. So which causes which? Which comes first? It's a catch-22 situation and i can't say which comes first. It's just like the cliche which came first, the chicken or the egg. Anyway, doesn't matter. Fact is, i didn't blog.
Today was a super wet weather. I wouldn't have stepped out of the house if i didn't need to. It was a day when umbrella proved to be quite useless. My shoes were and socks were soaking wet. They made squeaky sounds like shoes toddlers wear and i swear there were tadpoles in there too. Eew. I was just kidding. The front of my pants were totally wet, i could have wrung it and water would come out.
Lift lobbies were wet, MRT platforms were wet, everywhere was wet. Roads became lakes and ponds while fields transformed into swimming pools. Me, cold. Didn't help that i was already unwell. I was recovering from a package of fever, blocked nose, sore throat and cough. With such bad weather, i should say, i'm trying to recover (hopefully with the co-operation of Mr Weather).
It's a nice weather to be at the comfort of your home, a good book in your hands and a warm, aromatic cup of coffee by your side. Sad to say, i was out in the heavy rain, carrying a small umbrella which seemed so frail in the wind, threatening to fall apart and running to prevent water being splashed on me when cars drive by.
I hope for fair weather.
Today was a super wet weather. I wouldn't have stepped out of the house if i didn't need to. It was a day when umbrella proved to be quite useless. My shoes were and socks were soaking wet. They made squeaky sounds like shoes toddlers wear and i swear there were tadpoles in there too. Eew. I was just kidding. The front of my pants were totally wet, i could have wrung it and water would come out.
Lift lobbies were wet, MRT platforms were wet, everywhere was wet. Roads became lakes and ponds while fields transformed into swimming pools. Me, cold. Didn't help that i was already unwell. I was recovering from a package of fever, blocked nose, sore throat and cough. With such bad weather, i should say, i'm trying to recover (hopefully with the co-operation of Mr Weather).
It's a nice weather to be at the comfort of your home, a good book in your hands and a warm, aromatic cup of coffee by your side. Sad to say, i was out in the heavy rain, carrying a small umbrella which seemed so frail in the wind, threatening to fall apart and running to prevent water being splashed on me when cars drive by.
I hope for fair weather.
posted by suan* at 11:24 PM
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