Rainy Days and Fridays

I hate the rain =(

I don't know if it's psychosomatic but whenever it rains, I get the feeling of loneliness. Some people get so excited when it rains--they would start craving for 'tuyo' and salted egg, kids would go out and play and savor the rain pouring down their soaked clothes, and couples would cuddle up and savor the 'bed weather'.

For me it's different. The only analogy I can think of is the rain symbolizing the millions of tears I have poured out for the past 20 something years of my life.

Now that I'm writing this entry, I'm starting to realize that I have been pouring out all my negative and sad feelings for the past months. People reading my blog might think that I'm disturbed or depressed. In reality, I'm not. This has just been my therapy for the past months. Everytime I write something here, I feel like the burden and negative emotions I have been experiencing are getting lighter and lighter. So please bear with me. I promise to write more positive entries soon. =)

Nevertheless, I still hate the rain..