Walk In Rain
I asked my friend to send me to Queensbay Mall in Penang, Malaysia –> I was wandering around in Popular Book Store in the mall –> Got my precious note book –> Jumped on a bus taking me back to my university –> That time, it was little rain –> Reach my hostel –> blogging now
I wanted a notebook; professional one, to write many English vocabularies I didn’t remember or know yet. So, I asked my friend to send me to Queensbay Mall. Then I stepped in Popular Book Store and started searching the suitable notebook for me. After some times spent in that ‘horribly messy’ book store, I finally found my notebook.
So I bought it along with a pen. Then get the hell out of the book store. My friends actually went for dinner in the first place (while I’m searching my book), they dropped by me there at the mall and will get me back when they done with the dinner. Unfortunately the place was closed for some reasons, and they ran to the university for some speed of the car in which I literally have no idea about how fast they got there. I wasn’t really mad to them coz’ the ‘declaration’ to get me back at the mall also kind of weak at the time I boarded my ass in front of the mall.
Then, as I got my book I’m already the happiest guy in the world. Oh my Gosh where is the rain???
Now the story about the rain about to start…hehehehe
Soon after get exited out of the mall, coincidently a bus going straight to my university reached the bus-stop. I ran into it and paid the fares. Then it reached my university and there was rain, little romantic rain. So I decided to walk around two lakes in my school area, in way going back to my hostel. There was orange lights, lighted the path under half autumn season trees. With little rain, the lights and the lighted darkness of the pathway, I feel like walking in a photoshoped photo using Lightroom 4.3 which I used to use to edit pictures. Can you imagine how romantic it is?
If I have a DSLR, I would just capture some pictures of the beautiful scenery. I walked in the rain going back to my hostel while feeling the beauty of the romantic night. Awwww.. so sweet. Then soon after I reached my hostel area, one of my friend called me and asked me whether I’m home already or still in the mall. Thank you so much for being a caring friend, well I made a little joke in the phone call. My friends knew that I seldom speak for serious situation, I’m not an emotional disaster kid and I hope they already expected that. Well, I’m happy being hipster kid and my Daddy so okay with it =)
Guess, this post is too long to read. I’m sorry. Thanks for spending times reading my post.