Only in Singapore

Mmmm. It's such a gloomy rainy Sunday morning, my kinda day. I love the sounds of the birds in the morning- they don't go: "Chirp, chirpity chirp, I'm a cheerful birdy, look at me go!" like in storybooks, but instead a sort of low warbling thing- I already forgot how it sounds like. It ONLY comes out really early in the morning, (but not the time we wake up for school- which is like 6 o'clock in the friggin morning- i hate that bit bout the education system) and is extremely rare to hear. Shit, look at me going on and on bout some bird. ANYWAY... the reason I think I so subconsious-unconsciously like it is because it reminds me of my ol' childhood days in Bukit Batok- when we'll go SO frickin early in the morning to the park to "exercise".

God, i loved those days.

It's turning into a storm now! (Or, to put it more accurately, a 'heavy shower'.)

I feel the stress! Shit. When I find out people are actually reading this. But whatever.

AH NOOo! The rain's coming in!! S'later.

-The (responsible) Mother