It rained today.

Morning:












The way back:













Mind you, it was still raining when I took that picture. Wetting-my-hoodie for the win.
While sitting at the taxi stand waiting for it to subside (in vain), I thought it'd be neat to have hotels (at least, the really really exclusive, up-scale ones) keep a gigantic room that was constantly (artificially) raining inside.
Or, the world's largest fountain. That happens to be fashioned into the shape of a room.
It would have in it different settings to experience the rain in - a forest, the beach, the city, etc.

And no shoes allowed.

-Zan

f(15.11.09) = 97

From Wikipedia.

Denarian 10 to 19
Vicenarian 20 to 29
Tricenarian 30 to 39
Quadragenarian 40 to 49
Quinquagenarian 50 to 59
Sexagenarian 60 to 69
Septuagenarian 70 to 79
Octogenarian 80 to 89
Nonagenarian 90 to 99
Centenarian 100 to 109
Supercentenarian 110 and older

I personally use Level 1, Level 2, etc. Buh.

I wonder if I should be worrying about the decreasing length of my posts. The blog is following the same pattern of most of my attempted diaries - Initially long entries that simplify and shorten over time.
Then again, it may be.. seasonal? I'll wait for the day that I'm really bored+free to plot myself a graph of Blogpost length vs Time.

'Till then!

-Zan

Oh, I don't know.

It's over! Will now post whatever comes to mind.

Damn the dry skin on my face. At least it's healing.
OP IS OVER. PW IS OVER. FOREVER. ISH.
The day:
-wake
-school
-watch group 1
-present
-watch group 3
-go canteen and not eat
-going to go home but met up with classmates instead
-Mcdonalds. Forgive me.
-J8. Buy tickets to 2012.
- omg point form!
-walk around. Popular. Music shop. NTUC.
-theatre.
-epic, epic graphics.
-disperse.
home.

Enter judo. And increased library-ing.
Waitrose cereal, anyone?

-Zan