Rain, rain, go away.
Oh gosh the rain has got to stop. It’s making me feel so :( and it sucks to be :( on a Sunday night. Like all I want to do now is to be wrapped up in a blanket and eating some peanut butter ice-cream with a nice romantic comedy, even though ice-cream will make me gain like 100000 pounds.
I hate you, rain.
Then again, it’s nice to be able to wear my long sleeve shirts that I hardly wear because the weather in Singapore is, more often than not, hot and I would never want to wear a turtleneck when the temperature outside is like 40 degrees.
I still hate you, rain.
I think it’s typical that people generally get mopey when it rains, right? It’s like how listening to a certain song will get you all upset, or walking a certain route somewhere will bring you back memories. And the fact that I am not exactly liking/getting used to my new hairstyle isn’t exactly making things better. Where’s an ultra fast hair growth formula when you need it?
I’m still not liking you, rain.
Would anyone like to be so kind and bring me a tub of ice-cream now? I’ll let you watch the movie with me.
