Monday morning, rain is falling ~

Date: 5/31/2016

In the dream, I woke up to a monday morning and the sound of the rain. It was fairly strong and my first thought was "Do we have school today?" I went down my bed and went to the living room to turn on the tv for the news (this is where i found out that the day was a monday). I waited for a bit for the announcement of cancellation but so far only the elementary had their classes cancelled for the day. With such low spirit, I went ahead and got ready for school. I wore my uniform (it was my college uniform and yes, we have uniforms in our university and it sucks) and the only thing left to do was brush my teeth. But before I went to the sink, I stopped in front of the tv again to wait for the announcement. They finally announced that the highschool students already got their classes cancelled and still a school day for college students. With shattered hope, I went to the sink to finish getting ready. I stopped by the tv once more after it but still nothing. The clock on the lower right side said 6:45am and I have classes at 7. It will take me 30 mins to get to school. I told myself that theres no use waiting and I'll be late for school. I grabbed my things. My backpack on one hand and my homework (a painting, i was an art student) on the other. As I headed for the door, I heard it "classes for all levels are cancelled." This lifted my spirit. I threw my things on the couch, jumped up and down, ran in circles then ran to my room and crashed to my bed and fell asleep once more. I woke up to the sound of thunder and realized it was actually raining for real. I love the sound of rain. I love how cold it could get. And I love how certain things are perfect only on a rainy day - it's harder to take those things for granted. I think I could agree with maroon 5 that Sunday mornings while the rain is falling is a beautiful thing or for some people, it can be. But for me, i think i loved monday mornings while the rain falls (and have a cancelled school day) even more. Not because I'm lazy, but because it means I could catch up with sleep which art students dont usually get; and more time to fix a painting or whatever artwork. And afterwards, i could get a cup of coffee or a hot choco and just grab a book. Rainy days offer me a different kind of solace that a sunny day could rarely match up with.