rose petals

i woke up with a runny nose. i'm down with flu =( and i'm still so sleepy.

oh wow i was slightly late for my violin lesson because the bloody bus didn't want to come. i thought non-air-conditioned buses were obsolete, but there i was sitting in one eventually. it was such a noisy ride because the windows just kept rattling. the bus jerked and jerked, so that it felt like my handphone would soon fly out of my hand and out of the window. i have very smooth (and frictionless) hands, you see.

omg i did everything wrongly for my violin lesson.

was waiting for the bus home, and the sky was super sunny. but somehow, and quite suddenly, rainclouds just came from nowhere. the downpour started while i was on the bus. looked out of the window and observed the horton overland flow.

i remembered the downpour when i was in venice. the group of us were looking out at the sea, and it was all a blur. the rain was so heavy, and i went to buy a gelato (fat-free ice creams). then we were all running around seeking shelter. there was this shopkeeper who didn't want to let us stand outside her shop to seek shelter. so mean right? anyway, there was this old man who had a super big rainbow-coloured umbrella. mrs chan said, '他的雨伞大.他赢.'

the bus drove past the kfc and mcdonald's at kallang.

then i remembered that time when a group of us were running back and forth in the stupid rain trying to find the mcdonald's. we were playing at the presbyterian church's 125th anniversary service. then we got the $150 (ka ching!), and we were trying to walk out of that god-forsaken kallang stadium area when it bloody rained on us.

the rain stopped as quickly as it had started. by the time i reached aljunied mrt station, it had reduced to a mere drizzle.

i went to coffee bean and saw that 'oreo fantasy'. omg! sorry, it was too tempting. and then the 'banana chocolate ice blended'. $10.70 all gone. sigh, but the cake was super nice. it's made with philadelphia cheese, so it tastes a 'little like heaven'.

i remember being at coffee bean at bishan once with joel. he had the 'eggs ben' breakfast set. and he didn't finish his fruits, i think it might have been apricots.

i'll quote neil gaiman (because i koped it from boonping's blog):

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.