Rain. I just got caught in it. Was driving back from Telok Blangah after a hearty breakfast. My Fav. Fishball Noodle Stall. Adventurous...Couldn't even see the car infront. Or where to stop at the traffic light.. the came the lightning, and the traffic lights when kaput!

Rain. Something many abhor. Plans are wrecked, picnic sandwiches becomes soggy, rice becomes porridge. Yet we forget to see how the heat subsides, the haze disappears and the plants get a break from the scorching heat. Even I get to enjoy the nice cooling effect from it. Refeshes me.

Rain. It makes my shoes and socks soggy, my sandals wet, the eeeeee feeling. Other than my feet hating it, the rest of me loves it.

Now, I'm about to get going out..and guess what's stopping me, giving me time to write here? The Rain. My feet somehow tells the brain not to torment it by walking in the wetness of the rain. Sick, but true. I hate wet shoes, demoralises.

Well, I have to put my feet down (no puns about it), and get moving. Delaying won't make the rain stop. Life must go on. Flowers can only blossom when sufficient rain falls over it isn't it?

I'm a blabber. I'll be back. Rain or shine.

Its my very first post. Call it my virgin post. Well, I've got a habit of writing.. penning down my deepest thoughts, or to some, the shallowest and most pointless ones. 'Why think about something I do not have control over?' I can't answer that. Haven't thought about it yet.

What brings me here? An invitation by a friend. Genevieve (nice name ya? I personally think its very nice! Pretty and sweet name. and yes, don't tell her this.. ok? shhhhhh) , thanks for your encouragement and persistence for me to publish this. Won't have the guts to do so without that.

Ok, more about me. I'm male, pretty sure about that. Doing Community Services Management as a major. If you are interested in this, do come and ask me. Born on the 19th of April, to my parents (at times I wonder if they are regretting it). What else about me is interesting to know? Well, I enjoy reading. One of the few pleasures in life is to read and learn new stuff. I'm very much inclined towards a people oriented industry and I enjoy working with youths.

It was quite an adventure getting this far. Considering myself quite a dummy to the computer and internet (of which is used for work, a lil' chatting, and tonnes of e-mails). The Blog is a first for me. I would distinctly remember the lost feeling I had when I first opened the window and punched in 'm-u-n-l-o-o-n' at the userid and '*******' for my pass word. It was scary. I was entering a totally different dimension.. into another paradigm. Then I asked Gen, 'hey.. what do I have to do next? its not idiot proof enough..' After all that adventure, I seem to have lost what I wanted to say. My...

Well, perhaps its my laziness to think, or the lack of capability to, I reckon, the idiot-proofing is so important to me. I'm on holiday now, kinda totally need it. Working, teaching, going out and lazing are the three main things I am doing right now. Its a much deserved holiday. Would tell you why in time to come ok?

I'm a sucker for sentimental stuff. I dropped my 10 year old Shaker on the floor the other day, causing the nib to shorten, just before my psychology paper, man was I too depressed to do anything after that. My heartached. Yes, it was only a pencil, but it grew up with me, saw me thro many of my major exams.. Shopowners expressed shock when I went to them for help. Sad ya? I feel sad for them.

I listen to Class95, try it. Its good.. its really the best mix of music.

Here we go. Me.