It's a rainy monday again. I can't remember how many times I carried an umbrella to MPW class.
Stayed in school to mug till about 10+ today, and it rained again. But it's the kind of rain that I like; very .. just-nice. With my pretty brolly, as I walk down the street leading to my house, I began to listen to my footsteps. And I do that everytime it's raining. :)
The shoe exerting some pressure ont he sandy road, creating a "crick-crick" sound. The environment was so quiet that I can hear my footsteps so clearly. Ipod playing tunes from "1 litre of tears". Icy breeze swept through me. Somehow, I yearned for a hug. :)