rain
i'm all dressed for work but i don't feel like going. it's raining again.
i remember there used to be a time when i loved rainy days. those were the times when i could laze in my university hostel room, with the air-con turned up and the quilt covers all around me. those were the times when i could listen to the raindrops pattering on the window sill outside, while i daydream of a better tomorrow. those were the times when i could vent my frustrations too, by going out onto the basketball court and slamming the ball against the backboard a million times cuz i failed my maths exam (the rain makes it seem more pathetic-looking).
but gone are those days of blissful youth...now i just want the rain and the storm clouds to go away. i need to go to work. i need to make money. i need to grow up.
i remember there used to be a time when i loved rainy days. those were the times when i could laze in my university hostel room, with the air-con turned up and the quilt covers all around me. those were the times when i could listen to the raindrops pattering on the window sill outside, while i daydream of a better tomorrow. those were the times when i could vent my frustrations too, by going out onto the basketball court and slamming the ball against the backboard a million times cuz i failed my maths exam (the rain makes it seem more pathetic-looking).
but gone are those days of blissful youth...now i just want the rain and the storm clouds to go away. i need to go to work. i need to make money. i need to grow up.


















































