it was pretty intense; huge droplets of them thumping on the windows, flashes of lightning, thunderous roars, leaking roof, furious wind - i loved it.
the rain in Malaysia is much more exciting than the rain is Ireland.
i love rainy days in Malaysia because they're gorgeous.
i hate rainy days (also known as every days) in Ireland because it'll get really cold and i'd be drippin wet by the time i get to class. and they'd have air-conditioning in the lecture hall and i'd feel pretty much murderous.
i suddenly feel a strong longing to go to Rome. hope i can go there next year. please please.
do you also hate that feeling before you sleep, when you just have to call someone, anyone, to say goodnight to, but you know none of your someones, or anyones, would understand and appreciate the value of a simple goodnight and innocent chat as much as you do? or appreciate the value of the sisterly stories of the day you just have to tell them? musang is the only one who'd ever get me. ever, ever. but now musang is no more. sigh.
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