Alas, summer is coming to an end. Alas, the day is coming when I must leave the motherland for home. I want to go back but I want to stay here. I am excited for school but I don't want summer to end. DAMN IT. this sucks. i think this gross rainy weather is making me melancholy. wanna hear a story? so i was with a friend, walking down a mountain trail one morning in the midst of gossipping, or rather, evaluating these guys in front of us... me: "omg, he has..a man purse." friend: "omg yea he does. ewwwwww" me: "omg his friend does too" friend: "what is this world coming too..." and then. BOOOOOOOOOOM. my heart stopped. never heard thunder that loud in my life. our ears still ringing, we continued down the hill... me: "dude i think he permed his hair" friend: "i hate guys with prettier hair than me..." and then again, BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM. this time it was raindrops the size of baseballs. two seconds, and we were drenched. like in the movies. hair dripping, make up smeared, we looked pitiful. and knowing that the source of all this rain water was probably contaminated with pollution and gross stuff like that, i got really really mad..at nature, and at the world. so i felt like i had to share this pointless story because i'm still bitter. teehee. 8.19 -- arrive home 9.1 -- leave for RI 9.5 -- school starts why cant summer go till like october. damn it. |