i like the rain, i really do.

pitter patter pit pat pit. each droplet's landing, regardless on the ground or windscreen, is music to the ears. natural air conditioning surrounds the school compounds, eventually seeping in through the open spaces and little gaps under the doors, infiltrating the smallest corners. if you lean by the window, or stand at the front of the foyer, you will feel the sensation of tiny tiny specks of rainwater on your face.

shiok.

the cold air evoked contrasting emotions.. it brought back happy memories, sad memories, just memorable memories, some even dating back to year 2002. once again, a backward glance at one's life leaves her lamenting on how time flies. i sat there and reminisced, feeling peaceful sorrowful and blissful all at once. i sat back and relaxed my muscles, finding myself wishing that the moment could last forever.

i like the rain, i do. it acts as a surgery knife, cutting into my (brain)mind to dig up the layers of dirt and banished thoughts buried deep within. it leaves me thinking, wondering, crying.. i won't mind stoning at a nice heavy rain for as long as nature allows me to. i think what everyone really needs is a good rain once in a while.