Pitterpatter

The weather was biting cold today. In fact I havent felt this way in a while. Wet and soaked, in the open wind, as though each gust was like a knife cutting through my skin. I couldnt even feel my fingers, but they were swollen red, like the meat in the freezer...

Oh well there was this other time. 3 years ago, in fact when any normal 20yr old would be out collecting 'Ang Paos' from their relatives. Yup it was the Lunar New Year, but nope this story has nothing to do with it. Instead, I was somewhere in some jungle shivering like a sad cold miserable beggar. I will never ever forget that 3rd Day of that particular New Year. Though the temperature wasnt as low as Melbourne, but it never rains on that island. It POURS. and when the wind blows against that single layer of cloth, its chilling to the bone. It was really like a war movie. The sound of live rounds in the air, people shouting as if utter chaos was happening, the occasional flare lighting up the sky. Training... it wasnt tough, but it was surely one of the coldest, longest days i ever endured.

Well this time, I did it voluntary. It was a cold winter morning, complete with the rain. But i enjoyed playing the beautiful of soccer in the rain. A form of release some say. Its great to let loose and let it all out. After the game, there was this small little sense of satisfaction despite the chilly weather. The simple joys of life? Maybe it is.

I really enjoyed my date with Lady Rain.

What made it even more enjoyable, the hot shower that I had when i came home. It was heavenly... I wished i had a jaccuzi or sauna over here where i could stretch down and relax, but hey, beggar cant be choosers. The warm shower sufficed. Am i crazy or masochistic? Making myself suffer in the cold to enjoy somethinge even more?? hahaha
Well, to top it off, climbing onto bed, hiding in between the sheets, sleeping away this cold winter day really put a smile on my face.

Beautiful cold day. Melbourne aint that bad. Now hopefully I dont fall sick. Hehz