Music: Daisy - The Maine
I usually like the rain.
I am a fan of it. Of it's bleakness and dreariness- it's chill and damp. Of the somberness it puts all of us in. I feel the rain is the closest thing we have to reality, and that's why I like it.
But if I were to pick out just one tiny little distaste I have for the weather these days, it would be the fact that I don't ever get any hot water. And that ladies and gentlemen, is great distaste for me- as I am sure, it would be for any sane person out there.
Thus, I am forced to brave myself into the shower every morning and pray that I have at least something lukewarm, if not hot. Much to my dismay on most days, the only thing that shoots out of my shower head is nothing but cold water.
The reason is because my household runs solely on solar panels, and when there is no sunshine, hot water automatically ceases to exist.
So I am made to run my hair through the icy water, and feel each and every one of the nerves on my body turn rigid due to the extreme temperature of the water as it flows down my body. After approximately 15 minute of feeling uncomfortably chilled, I shiver my way out of the bathroom and wrap myself in my white towel, hoping to garner every inch of warmth there is left.
That my friend, is how I have been spending my mornings.
But despite all that discomfort, I still like the pitter patter of rain, especially early in the morning or late at night. The noise it makes outside my house is soothing to me and the condition of the environment after a rain is simply beautiful. Somehow too, the first break of light after the last storm cloud appear to be much prettier than the usual ray of sunshine.
Well, if you must know, my life lately has been incredibly dull. I suppose, the most exciting thing I've taken into action is wearing a school t-shirt to college. That happened today. So now, we have band t-shirt and school shirt day. Hm, we need more themes.
I am unfortunately ever so laden with an immense amount of work. And even amidst having so much responsibilities to fulfill, I still find myself tempted to sway away from them and behave so immaturely. I know I will regret my childish actions but I can't give up fun- at least not yet.
Basically, this post has been a random rambling of my disoriented thoughts for the moment. I have much left to say but I must practice biting back my tongue for fear of cracking the ever so thin ice which I am treading right now. I will try, as hard as possible to make my posts as minimally painful for all you readers from this moment onward.
Yes, I am aware of how disgustingly morbid and depressing I have been for the past few weeks and if you simply must seek the truth, I still am the same person. But for the sake my happy readers- if there are any -I will lay out posts which will reflect some happiness in my life from now on. They might be mediocre, or plain, but if they are the closest things I have to smiling, then I will try and document them in the most positive way possible.
So alright, hand me back my razorblades and come out of your designated corners. I want them all back. Unless I find something absolutely riveting or soul moving to write about, you won't be reading anything remotely sad for the days to come.
I'd like to turn it into a promise, but knowing me, I'm never good with promises.
