Sunday, November 01, 2009, ϟ 0 shout(s)
November opened to a windy, rainy Sunday.
It's midnight, and the rain droplets pelted down sturdily.
The purple clouds hung overcast, prominent against else deep black night.
The moon hid unseen, much less the stars.
Town was littered; people grumbled about the rain getting into their shoes.
It might seem bleak, but it was wonderful for me.
Especially, when the breeze blew the speckled drops to graze my cheek.
It's nearing 11pm. There's school tomorrow.
School, for the A lvl Chinese examinations.
Books just got into my head last week.
Sadly, they're English ones.
Bless all you beings, taking the MT exams tomorrow.
When all else fails, try thinking in Chinese. ^^
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