Pei must take care. Pei must not be soak in the rain and not dry herself after that. DobbyLing is here to cheer Pei up. So Pei should not be sad. Dobbyling will be sad too. * bangs her head on the wall *
This is the first time I've been online since I last blogged. I've been pretty down lately and avoiding the library (thus the Internet) at all costs. I'm online today from a cybercafe (a very noisy cybercafe because there seems to be explosions everywhere from all other computers who are gaming) to clear up my mailbox before they start deleting my mails automatically. But for today, I won't blog, other than this update to tell you that I'm still alive.
A feeling of desolation has hung over me like a dark cloud in my otherwise clear blue sky ever since I woke up today morning (or should I say for the past few days), and it hasn't left me yet. I felt so... alone. It grew heavier and heavier with each step I took when I walked down the road. In fact, it actually rained on me halfway through.
I was soaked.
Still am.
Does that mean liquid (aqueos?) desolation is dripping off my clothes and hair as I type?
