raindance

I refuse to let this blog thing die, I can keep it up right?
Right.
Ok.


It rained today, again.
I love the rain, I love walking in it, I love singing and dancing in it, I love sitting in it.
I love rain.
but, I hate it when I'm all bundled up, not in the mood for rain-frolicking, and huge rain droplets decide to invade the space on my neck between my scarf and my sweater. That's just rude.
I also don't like when my socks become completely soaked through after skipping through only ONE puddle (in my opinion, it should require at least 7)
I don't like it when after coming into class after being out in the rain, my sleeves make my desk all wet causing my papers to become molecularly bonded with the desk.
I don't like idiots squeaking their wet shoes on the linoleum for the ENTIRE FUCKING CLASS PERIOD (the first 8 minutes are fine though).
I don't like getting a ride to and from school everyday from my dad, I'd rather walk in a downpour with 40mph winds.
I don't like umbrellas, ok, I like umbrellas, just not the idea of them (rain barriers).
I don't like fearing that every step I take will take the life of a poor defenseless worm who is just trying to survive by escaping its water-logged home.


but....

I still love it when it rains

"I'm singing in the rain
Just singing in the rain
What a glorious feelin'
I'm happy again"