Tuesday, January 10, 2006

lesson #264: it's raining on everybody's parade

So let's talk about this rain. The one that has continuously poured over the immense (?) lengths of Singapore - ruining people's weekends, augmenting Monday blues to suicidal heights, and creating an extremely uncelebratory atmosphere for a public holiday. Oh, did I forget to mention making people's feet more smelly? When the denizens of Singapore trod over patches of water in their various footgear for wet days on end, not allowing the shoes to recover from dampness before being repeatedly subject to this ugliness of weather, our sense of smell (the ole' dear olfaction) suffers.

I personally am opting for a new shoe purchase as soon as my (damn? bloody? freaking?) TA pay finally comes in*. The lime green slippers from URS has turned the lovely colour of murky brown courtesy of The Weatherman up in the heavens.

*They promised me 15 Jan as a deadline. I hope they're not referring to 15 Jan 2007 or subsequent years.

I don't know about you, but I sure hope this weather lets up. It's ironic that mentioning the weather is usually the trick people use when they run out of things to say to an acquaintance. Now, we have EVERY REASON to talk about the weather to every bloody sort of acquaintance we've got! From our grandmothers, the security guards in campus, the crazy old men we encounter on public transport, to even our ARCHENEMIES! Yes! We may rejoice in this gathering, this union of souls, this one common agreement that the weather sucks.

Meanwhile, carrying umbrellas has never been made so fashionable.