I am a weather machine—put me outside and when I come back in you can tell the weather, without even having to look out a window. Today I walked out of school and it was down-pouring. And I, being the prepared person I am, did not have a rain jacket or umbrella, nor a friend with either. But what could I do? I ran into the rain, messenger bag and all bumping against my side, and hurried as fast as I can. I am not averse to rain: I was mostly worried about the papers in my bag and my coat, which is wool, and not at all suited to wet weather. Alas, my job is about ten minutes away, and walking that far in a downpour, no matter how fast, was bound to get me soaked, from head to toe, along with my coat and bag, as I curse myself for not bringing rain gear. I watch about five minutes of the news every morning, which periodically includes the weather: I guess I watched the wrong five minutes today. So as I walk into the elementary school, dripping wet, I get a bunch of stares. "It's raining," I remarked dryly, as a bunch of staff members came over to sympathize. "It's really really raining."
Friday, February 1, 2008
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Messenger bag carriers - UNITE! :D
And, don't worry. I always get wet, too. Though it's kind of weird, because I never actually notice that I'm wet and freezing until someone points out the obvious and is all "Umm...you're wet o_O"
was that the strand bag? :)
Sorry you had no friend to walk with... I didn't see you after school. So I got a ride home.
:(
Aha! I know who penguin is! And, yes, that was the strand bag. Oh and Rebecca, yeah that was my fault I had to get a signature from Ms. Truant for the schedule change form so I was late walking home.
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