grey skies

find it so strange how the weatherpeople call storms and typhoons “tropical depressions”, as if all is lost when the sun can’t come out. To tell you the truth, I love this kind of weather. Grey skies, rain, the wind bitingly cold. I was kind of hoping that the storm today would be strong enough for classes to be suspended, but no such luck. It’s so weird that there was a storm this morning now that summer is less than a month away. I hope this means that there won’t be any May showers. If I won’t be visiting the USA this summer, I wouldn’t mind staying at home. But I wish I could get a job so I would have enough money to go clubbing, but you know how crappy the economic situation in the Philippines is.

I honestly think that I’m shrinking. Like, my height. It’s either I’m shrinking or Denilou’s getting taller cos she stood next to me today and I saw that she was almost as tall as I was. Freaky.

Nothing really happened today. Napster can suck my toes–I only had four percent left in one song and it transfer errored on me. Isn’t that nice.