Plop plop plop

Raindrops go plop plop plop.

i have this sort of love-hate relationship with the rain now.

i love the rain, cos i love the coolness of it when it washes everything away.
i love to just walk in the drizzle drazzle and sing
i love to just swing my umbrella
i love to get my feet wet (sometimes)
i love to hear the sounds of the rain
i love to see the drops throwing themselves into the ground and creating another 4 or 5 drops of water to fly up. and they go, "whee!" as they do.
i love the fresh air that comes after the shower
i love the fact that i can sleep better and more comfortably =)

but

its hard to find good comfortable shoes that i'm willing to spoil in the wet weather
when it gets too cold, my feet gets cold and it ain't so good with flooded shoes
when all the mosquitoes come out after the rain, cos i've been bitten by those little devils
and its hard to find a good time to wash my clothes!
it spoils outdoor activities. those that do not require rain and water.
AND worst of all,
the TRAFFIC JAM!
i've spent 2 trips travelling for close to 2 hrs. makes me nauseous on the bus with all the stop non-stop pauses and, basically, travelling just makes you more tired. but the journey was worth it la.

but even in wet conditions,

(*sings*) in my heart, in my heart, there's a fire burning...
that song is stuck in my mind... and heart.