Finally! Finally! The sun is out! Despair is over! All hail sunlight!

I discovered a leak in my room last night while the rain was still pouring and the wind was blowing mercilessly outside. Well, it wasn't really a leak, it was leaks. The entire wall beside my bed was leaking (and somehow, it was leaking when it seems impossible to leak), as a result, my blankets, pillows and my dear cow was drenched. The curtain was wet too. Sigh, I slept anyway, and was disgusted by the dampness. So in the morning I checked again and to my dismay, found water bubbles. Water trapped beneath a thin layer or paint. MY BLOODY LOVELY BLUE PAINT. I think I saw some mould. (cue for EW.) My wall is entirely depressing. I poked it with my fingers and created a hole in one of the huge bubbles and now everytime I press it, water will splurt out. The whole wall! The whole wall! Disgusting little meanies.

I don't enjoy you, rain.

My mother isn't working today. Damn, there goes my plans. I will hunt tommorow, so you still have a chance. (Pfft, like anyone would.) So today's itinerary:

Sulk.
Sulk.
Sulk.
Grow fat. (because I can't resist chicken right in front of me.)
Maybe paint.
Maybe work on rafba.livejournal.com
Sulk again.

Haha, the other day my sister and I were talking about curfews and we realised we DON'T have curfews because we're grounded for life, anyway. Now who says teenhood is great. I have to wait till I get married to enjoy life.