HATE THE RAIN MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THE WORLD RIGHT NOW!!!!

ok get this.

prologue - my parents are away on yet another business trip in jakarta. me and my younger brother have to head over to marine parade on our own for tuition.

scene 1 - we open the front door.

me: "yikes!!!! the rain is coming down so hard!!! do you have your umbrella?"
brother: "mm-hmm."

and so the threesome (meaning to say my maid, my younger brother and i) walk out into the rain under the shelter of our umbrellas.


scene 2 - walking to the bus stop with me leading the pack

i was at the front. and no mercy seemed to be shown from the relentless rain. things were bad. and it was just made worse as i saw the pavement, absolutely flooded with murky water that i can only guess was the loose soil mixed in with the puddles of rainwater left behind. we had to find our way to the traffic light as though the whole thing was an obstacle course, where a single mistake would be fatal. we finally got there. the traffic light. where right across us stood the kent ridge bus terminal.

scene 3 - wet

more to say that I got there. my brother and maid were still lagging behind, finding the best possible course to get there with the least possible "damage" to their clothes. i managed to push the button - the one that ensures that the green man actually lights up, while at the same time, holding up my umbrella, carrying my tote and lifting my skirt high enough so that it wouldn't soak up water from the puddles. i saw the road in which we had to cross would the light turn green for us. it was flooded beyond my expectations. how are we ever going to get across such an obstacle??! and then it came

it was huge and long and was driving at the most extreme left of the road. a truck. it passed by and before i knew it, there was water EVERYWHERE. water splashed in my face, on my clothing, drenched my shirt and skirt and bag. water seeped through everywhere. and there i was. dumb-struck. with that unbelievable look on my face. i was seriously paralyzed, not knowing what to do. stupid me. i should have done at least somthing. and then another one came. and another. and another. and for each one, more water splashed onto ME, for my maid and younger brother never made it that far and chose to witness from afar.

scene 4 - pissed

and so here i am now. at home when obviously, i was meant to go for tuition. we headed back to get changed and i knew for one that it was indeed a lost cause. so i rang up my tutor and rescheduled for tomorrow. i'm soaked to the skin. i'm pissed off at the freaking drivers (who probably drove at such high speed that was able to make water jump 1.54m up into the air). and i'm hating the rain more than ever







so that's my tragic tale of getting beaten by one of nature's weather. hate it. that makes it the 2nd time it has ever happened to me. i really, truly, despise wet weather.