It was the first day of school.
It was fucking hot - it was the rainy season.
It was the first time I took a 4:30 onwards class, now I have a T-Th 6:00-7:30 Philosophy Class. A friend of mine who graduated last school year told me to take the class for the professor, and why not? I would be one of the 160 or so students who would be taught by the Dean of the School of Humanities - great deal if you ask me.
Since I had a 1.5 hour break before that class, I decided to make use of my tuition and abuse the internet and the aircon that the library offers.
There was thunder and lightning.
For 5 minutes or so, I had a nice time watching the lightning fall and the thunder clap through the skies. Oh, a dark cloud was steadily gliding over.
It was 5:05pm. It rained.
A few minutes later the raindrops were hitting the glass wall of the computer laboratory.
It was wet and windy - it was the rainy season.
It's pretty fucked up if you ask me. It's really hot in the afternoon and it's going to storm in the night. I wouldn't say it was storming, there wasn't any to begin with. 10 minutes later the university decided to cut power to the 2nd to 5th floors, they didn't want anything unfortunate to happen - the ground floor had electricity.
It was 5:20pm. Lightning fell and thunder clapped.
The rain will stop any time soon, it always does. Rain starts with lightning and thunder and it always end in the same way - that's the way they roll here. Storms give off a scent, rain are more "glamorous" with their entrance and exit. There was a boy and a girl who wanted to get out asap. They weren't going anywhere, the rain was still hard and will die to a drizzle at around 5:45 and end at 6:00.
As I let the clock tick and the rain pour to it's death, I was thinking of how to get out the damned place. Sure the rain will stop and I'll still have time to go to my class - dry and still and time, but I had to at least let my feet stay dry.
Well I managed to map out where the water levels will be high and low and after deciding on a definite route, I set off, it was 5:40 - rain was weaker, the wind was gone, the thunder and lightning weren't there.
I've seen desperate people run with their bags/books over their head and go to the nearest building. Sometimes, life justs want to shit on you, like force you to get wet by crossing between buildings then right after you get to safety the rain will stop (this has happened to me a lot).
So yeah, I set off, since the rain was weaker now, the water levels were not as high as I first expected them to be. I manage to keep most of my body dry as my shoes and my jeans took most of the water in (no, they're not that wet). It was uhh, glorifying? to have been the wiser - but not really the wiser in my case. As I approached the covered walkway connecting several buildings, I stupidly pressed on the button of my umbrella, making it close right on top of me.
Good thing it didn't have that much rain on it.
It was 5:45 - it was drizzling.
It was 6:00 - the rain stopped.
It was 6:45 - me and my friends were shaking from the coldness of the aircon that made our feet extra cold.
Best first day if you ask me..