I was all set for returning to ‘home planet’ this morning when at 4am (I could not sleep soundly maybe due to excitement? :P) the sounds of drizzling rain hitting on rooftops woke me up. -___-

I was really all set with gear and stuff ready! Darned!

Then I think to myself, “It’s just 4am! Maybe it’ll get better in 2 hours’ time.” But no! The rain just went on pitty-patty on and off like it couldn’t decide on whether to rain or not. My brain just went on and off deciding whether to just go without hesitation or think maybe it’s a sign that I shouldn’t be going.

Just couldn’t sleep and woke up texting the other Taburians, Aini and Chor Wan, who should be joining to tell them it’s drizzling over here to see if they still want to join. Then well… they all seemed not so enthusiastic at all -___-

Then again I think to myself, “Maybe this is another sign that the Taburian God is telling me that I shouldn’t be coming today?” (making it all too like a cult by overdoing this Taburian concept? :D). I’m really at the verge of requiring a deciding factor/sign.

Sipping Coffeelo (I may not have invented this, but I think I’m the first one to name it this it’s coffee + milo) and Facebook-ing wtf, I patiently waited for the Sign.

Time passes by and the rain is still like water dripping from a loosely tightened water tap…

Then again I think to myself, “Can we please get over this? Maybe if YOU would let the rain get heavier and we all know this is what was meant and we can all get back to bed?”

All of a sudden like nobody’s business, it rained like it has never before for the past couple of weeks!

I guess fate has arranged something else for me this morning then. But when I decided to get back to bed… the caffeine kicked in and so here I am writing this post -____- wtf