Open your eyes slowly, look beyond the blurry whiteness - Focus. You feel the soft pillow against your face and bring it closer to your face. How cuddly and warm. You turn in bed, look beyond the mountain of pillows and see the clock. It says 7.35 a.m.

Audioslave's Revelations starts blasting from the computer not so far.


Anyway, I thank God that my Public Relations exam wasn't hard yesterday. In fact, I cinched it nicely yesterday seeing that I studied the exact things that came out.I've only left with my final paper, Journalism which is on Saturday. It's one of my favorite subjects this semester, I hope I'll be able to pass it.

Anyway, it's been raining heavily in Malaysia here for the past few weeks. It's the monsoon season again and judging by how the east coast states are making headlines due to floods, it's a wonder how this situation has been going on for the past many years yet nothing has been done to properly overcome it.

The rain however, is one of my own fascination. Yes, some people hate it - Some love it. I'm one of those people who love it. I could spend hours by the window or an open veranda, watching the rain, feeling the raindrops against my face. Or if anywhere possible, I'd walk in it.

The days I walk in the rain alone however, are long past. Maybe it's because I wish to be able to share the special moment, rather than have it to myself anymore. Oh well, life is such.

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