Rain Over Me

Sometime I love it,
On those days that I could falling asleep under my owned smelly comforter in the dead of this weather,
with my window thrown open to the hiss of rain.
And the great thing is, you are lucky to have those ingredients in your fridge to cook a bowl of favourite hot soup after the nap.

Sometime I hate it,
It is one of those day you have to use the heavy umbrella walking down the street against with the wind blowing,
especially on working time and you might be in rushed.
And where your hair looks ugly when it has finally dried after you run down the streets with coats and newspapers over your head.

Yea~It's the raining day again ; )