Gah!

Monday, July 14, 2008

Rain rain go away, come again another day

I usually like it when it rains, but today is another story... My fucking room almost got flooded while I was taking a looong bath. Good thing Tony went upstairs to check on something, thanks Tony! Special thanks to Boy, too. Some pals 'n Gals and a few crossword puzzles got wet, but that's okay, they'll dry up eventually.

On mobile blogging

This is the first time that I blogged in a coffee shop. I don't usually do this but I got nothing to do and I'm not feeling up to playing WOW at the moment. That sounds a bit redundant. I'm waiting for Bernice to come and save me from boredom.
Blame it on the rain

The rain, it brings to much grief to a lot of people. It floods the streets of Manila, it makes commuting oh so fucking hard, it gives you a cold(the rain lowers your bodys defenses, from what I heard, thus you become more susceptible to colds and other stuff). I'm hoping that the government would fix the damned sewage/drainage system, those fucking 'tards, hoarding all the money an aw. And OMFG, those puddles! I can play splash splash (splash splash is a thing my barkada used to do when there's a puddle, they'd jump on the puddle and the water'd splash your fucking pants with dirty water, ergo the term splash splash) with 20 fucking people. I recall when I dropped some food over at Ber's place, fucking Taft Avenue was flooded, and it was almost up to my knee. Being that I'm almost 6'0 ft. high, imagine how high the water would've been for other people.

I'm always pissed off when my feet gets wet with dirty water, but duty calls! Fucking water, with dead rat juice + guts, dead cat juice + guts, dead rat shit, dead cat shit, human piss, human shit, spit, grime, shit, piss, spat, phlegm, FAAAHKING YUCK! Now I won't be able to drink my coffee! Damn you! Damn you to hell you fucking 'tards! L2FIX the streets! Anyhoo, the only good thing about this is that I don't get pissed off with the hot and humid weather. Not even a bead of sweat'll drop from my forehead down to my cheek, and that makes me come up with a strained smile.

Ugh, with this acid rain. It feels like the angels are mad at us for fucking up with the earth. When I was a kid, I used to enjoy the rain by bathing in it. Now, it seems as if the angels are pissed off at us and they are pissing on us. The POLLUTION! That's what it is!

Speaking of pissing

I want to piss at the washroom but i don't wanna pack up and leave the laptop here. Somebody might steal it right under the noses of the baristas. I wish Coffee Bean'd build a washroom in their premises.

Well, gotta run. Ta.

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