Brusheff

Having lived in an equatorial climate all my life has made humidity and that big, fat ball of hydrogen my daily companion. Therefore it's no wonder why i loathe ass-biting cold weather so much. Yet, the irony is that i long for a killer bleak weather, NOW. i've been sweating like an obese hippo ever since the day i set foot on this motherland of mine.

Ah well. My wish came partially true yesterday though; it rained. Woohoo.

Is it just me, or does the rain come in a package? It could come:
(a) with/without the sun
(b) with/without a scent
(c) with/without storms

I'd be a very happy person should anyone update me on any other available offerings by good ol' momma nature.

So anyway, i was hoping that it would be package B but to my dissapointment, it was rain package A. There's just something about the musty smell of the rain. Or it's probably just my nose playing tricks on my senses. But nevertheless, the sun was radiating loudly whilst the clouds urinated a whole reservoir. I just hate it when momma nature forgets to dim the lights when she decides to release her juices [sounds kinky]. You'd think with her being the boss around here she'd know every selok belok of the earth and its inhabitants' [i.e. me] demand. Sheesh. Might as well leave the sun up during the nite or let the moon keep the sun company side by side during the day.

Don't be surprised if you heard from the news, or word of mouth, that some girl in KB of Brunei D got struck by lightning the minute she stepped out of her home. I seriously don't know the meaning of appreciation. But then, i realise i'm not alone in this one. A good fren of mine doesn't seem to appreciate or let alone, recognize the sacrifice i had made, hoping that it would boost our quality time together.

Hmm... Another classic/pathetic entry. I feel so sorry for you for tolerating my absurd rants. But at the same time, look up to you for doing so.

Man, it's just full of darn contradictions. And bullpoo.