Who loves the rain

Or should I ask, who doesnt? yeah. no doubt in my mind, the rain is the most refreshing thing there is. a new start. a new beginning. what better way than with the rain? rejuventaing, i would say.

haha. In a recent post not many days ago, i admitted to having a weak stomach. how i hated animal disection and stuff. while we are on the topic of my weaknesses, might as well as add, i faint on cutting. which was what happened today during my O level practical Bio exams. Both the cutting and the fainting part. heh.

was a deep cut. but i didnt look twice the first time. just cursed under my breath, sucked it, as i made my way to the sink to wash it. didnt help much. blood just kept flowing. asked for a plaster and carried on with my work, leaving my hand elevated to the right side of my body, to keep it out of my work. i could slowly feel my hand get weaker and weaker, and i just stood there waitng for the plaster to come. when it finally came, i turned to my right, and got a shock. my WHOLE hand, save the tip of my little and ring finger, was red. I swear! it was dripping and covered in blood. brrr. there was even a small puddle of blood on the floor. Omg... felt weaker and weaker by the second. i had fainted enough times in my life, to know what was coming next. shit.

There is no way of guessing what cause me to faint. the sight of blood or the massive loss of it. cause it coudl easily have been bought. lets just call it a bad combo. heh.

god. thank those lab technicians. thank those teachers. thank everyone who supported me when i needed their support. Literally speaking too. if she didnt come and catch me, who knows what might have happened. sigh. so for that, i thank god. hmmm.

rules were put there to protect humanity. save our dignity. save our sense of decency. but what happens when at the expense of using these rules, our humanity goes away?

Every morning on the train, i get so pissed off when people try to barge through, without letting the passengers alight. Or most of the time. Thus every morning, i take sick, guilt free pleasure in shouldering and shoving people who insist on standing in my way out. But this morning, in my quest; in my never ending struggle and fight for what is right; for unholding what is my right; my right of way. At the expense of holding true to a rule, which was meant to make us all more courteous citizens and more civilised. In that rash moment of righteosness, I walked straight and banged hard the shoulder of this old man. in that rush i walked straight down the escallator, without looking back or thinking twice. but i did think. and my consiounce ate me alive. at the realisation of what i had just done. At the expense of keeping a rule meant to encourage decency I lost my own decency. i destroyed my own morality, and was wrecked with guilt thinking of it, for the rest of the day. sigh. The tragic ironies of life.

Karmic almost. the way i insentively caused hurt to one's life and was punished for it almost immediatelt after. heh. sweet. everything has a reason doesn't it? you just got to sit back and reflect. haha.

Listening to Dance Dance by Fall out boy on AOLmusic. yay. after this, ill be on my way. gonna study chem! Yeah! haha.