One forty A.M

Blogger is being a bitch. No it didn't eat up anything. I pressed delete by accident and deleted the picture and had to click 2 more times to get it up. Wahaha, I am such a lovely, sweet-tempered person.

Anyway, it keeps raining and raining. What a wet season. But it rains and makes me feel good. I like the rain, never fails to like push all your nasty emotions (wherever it is, hidden or stuck) out. Soon, in exactly 1 week, it's merry merry Christmas! I got my tree up long time ago!

Oh yes, it rains but we have no fear. We now have an.. Indoor court! (Looks smug) Although it's filthy with years of grime and dust on the floor which contaminated our volleyballs and we march out of the court after training looking like we've been to war with the dirt stains on our shirts and the entire palm sooty black, we shall not will not won't can't be defeated by the rain! Hooray! Oh, back on the grime and dirt part, we mopped and sweeped the floor twice. Coach says the dust from the seats will "fly" down to the floor.

Watched "One Litre Of Tears". Yes y'all will go, cheesy line, your definite kind of show. Shut up. I watched a bit of it today, half an hour into the show I started crying. Ok, am sorry I asked you to shut up. Makes me think a lot. I wish to say what I think, but this is not the time.

Time beckons, and I shall pursue the flighty temptress, adventure.