it rain this afternoon.. it was quite a heavy rain.. when the train got out of the tunnel after lavender.. i was suprised at the downpour in kallang.. for it had stopped raining at somerset..
the rain remindered me of a friend.. someone who loved rainy days..but i had more pressing thoughts on my mind..i hoped that it would not be raining in Tampines.. cos it that would mean that i cannot cycle home.. and my bike will get rustier than ever...
luckily.. the rain had stopped at bedok.. and when i reached tampines.. when i walked out of the mrt station.. a beautiful sight welcomed me~ haha.. i was really a beautiful sight.. the grass, trees and bushes looked greener and fresher after the downpour that must have happened earlier in the day.. even the the floor.. although till puddler-ly was glimming happily... the sky was blue and the air was fresh..i cannot say that i have never seen such a sight before.. but hey.. got to appreciate wat mother nature did right.. it certainly made me forget the tiredness i had from work and the sourness i had seeing all the pple shopping happily at orchard road on a beautiful sunday.. while i have to work.. well wat can i say.. life is full of ups and downs.. when was the last time i enjoyed a sunday off?.. haha.. must be more than a month ago.. but i am still happy..cos .. its sunday!.. but dread.. tmw is monday.. haha.. at least i wun have monday blues.. cos i work on weekends too!.. thats looking on the bright side of life! :)

Well walking down the rows of bike.. i do wat i have always been doing ever since i lost my new bike.. look for a similar one.. well no point really.. cos its gone.. next time i will just appreciate the sky and look out for my old rusty bike instead... and i just realised... (crapping begins here) sometimes how one judge things is based on ones perception.. well .. u can see the rain as a bad thing.. as wat my supervisor of the bk shop did.. for she hoped that it would not rain and result in poorer business for the day.. or u can see the rain as a chance for the poor trees and grass along the road to have a good drink of water and a good shower to wash away the dust and grime..and suddenly made everything look new again!.. and then i looked at wet old bike.. haha.. it does look new.. and i am more worried abt the rust.. maybe one fine day i should go sand down the rust and give it a new coat of paint.. but then thinking of it.. my bike must have been new once.. really.. we all have been babies once.. the big trees have once been a tiny seedling.. now.. how amazing can life be?.. just think abt it.. the bike had been new one.. the pride of its first owner..shiny and fast slick and cool.. and now.. jus because its old and rusty.. and heaven knows have passed though so many hands.. i should be happy that it still works...haha.. after spending money to change its ruber tubing and chain and brakes .. it works like new.. and also.. haha.. let cumbersome than my previous bikes that have diff gears.. those bikes always sound like they will break apart when they go over a curb.. but for this bike.. its so experienced.. that it simply jerks smoothly.. haha.. u are hearing this from someone who is simply too lazy to step down from a curb and often end up crashing into one or crashing after falling one.. so... my bike was old.. so wat.. i am young so wat.. time will pass.. its the journey that counts not the destination.. one day.. i will be old and rusty too.. ...