Monday, June 6, 2011
Credits to http://syringedriver.co.uk/summer-is-herenot-that-you-can-tell/Rain.Isn't it beautiful?How strange,
that rain makes me think of gloominess,
and yet it fills me with calm.
Just like the colour blue.
It supposedly makes a person feel calm,
and yet it reminds one of being, well,
blue.
I hate hot June days.I really hate it.I remember being young
er,
and dozing off on the cold marble floor after a couple of reads,
because it's just too
hot to do anything.
And yet, for the past two years,
June has been rainy.
Lovely.It was sunny a week ago,
when my study break just started.
Then a slight drizzle,
then the first blanket of rain on the first day of my exam.
I remember praying,
asking God to keep the rain there till I was out of the exam hall.And it happened.And I prayed again the next day.And it happened again.And the next day,
and the next day.I'm glad God heard my prayers,
but apparently,
there is a flood in town now,
which is where my school is.
...LOL. Opps. :xAh well.
