Woah haven't been here for a while, almost bumped my head on the door while strutting in . Anyway, I've noticed that I've lost the respect for titles of my entries, mainly because my template does not show them. Thus this entry is entitled simply "haha" since it does not really matter, and the next will probably be named "bacon sandwich" or something. Oh well.
It's raining now...
I love the rain.
Not THIS Rain.
Gush. But seriously, nothing can give you a sense of security more than being inside, safe and warm when the rain torrents outside. I remember when I was a kid how I would love thunderstorms when other kids would shun em. I used to put my face on the glass of the windows while lightning streaked outside. I vaugely recall my mom saying something about conductors of electricity but ah well.
And I don't know, something about the thunder when it roared excited me, almost akin to a challenge. But I was inside and he/she/it wasn't, thus I won. Childish it might be, but it gave me a sense of victory whenever the voice of the thunder grew hoarse, and subsided. And I love the sound of rain pummelling the ground, like a drum machine on good crack. Maybe that's where my inner rhythmnist(if there's even such a word) emerged from.
Basically I found solace in the rain, looking at my surroundings obscured by showers, vision blurred, and ultimately alone in this sad cold world. HAHAH the last sentence was for EmoEffect I jest. Let me paraphrase. To me the rain brings both Joy(this is for you yangy, hahaha) and angst. A sunny day's just that, sunny. It's fake. It screams " oh look at me I'm bright, orange and always wearing a smile on kiddie cartoons or a baby's face in teletubbies, so come out and play little children and i'll scorch you alive." I mean the rain's honest. It brings with it the trials of life in the form of lightning and thunder, and it admits it, albeit a little too loudly at times. A sunny day's cliche man. You think just because it's all bright means everything's peachy dandy?
Nah..welcome to the real world. Rain covers all sin, but does not make it appear that there's none.
Delivered at 4:36 PM;
KENNETH
Name:Slumber
Born:16th August
FANCIES
Him.K.anglo-chinese.music for the passionate.marvel.gunners.
Orange.debate.
long bus rides armed with an eye and a pod.74.
philosophizing.dystopia.
coffee.Rove.Health.Famary.
Buddies.
writing.1984.
expression.Italian food.
journeys.teh-peng.
stream of consciousness.
witty play on words.musing.
accents.the heartrands.performing.
being a closet connossieur.
a point of view.vigorous
interaction with spherical objects.
irony&pathos.yum.
JS.spirit.a girl that would smile
