shifting sand: heavy rain and a light heart

i watched my schedule reshuffle by itself yesterday and plans of going to up and attending the dcf ga went down the drain.

but i still dropped by mcdo for dinner (which i brought back to my room). i was hoping to buy twister fries. however, they were not available. perhaps they're named such not just because of they're shaped like twisters but also because they come and go like twisters, destroying your appetite for normal fries in the process only to leave behind this longing when they're out of sight.

i decided to walk home. i started my "trike strike today." because yesterday's driver was mean and stupid (and that's a fact). i hope to last for a week without riding one and then eventually a month and so on.

and the night sky released its flood gates soon after. it washed away my tiredness and frustration. hence, the title. were you expecting something deeper? i know people sound more melancholic when it's raining. but i'm one of those who are happy when it pours. and i would walk in the rain without an umbrella if only it wouldn't earn me a scolding. maybe some other time.

before i forget, pee bday, doms! olopong, kanus-a man ang libre?