So,it’s been pouring since morning..though,it’s been eons since I’ve woken up to such a fresh morning where the leaves and soils are at their wet best. The puissant insects are reigning supreme all over. Some are lolled on by bed too..Bloody bugs.
As for me,I am hoping against hope that some skinflint folk like me will come to while away my time. Gosh! I can’t even do the-sexy-lady-with-a-coffee-mug-romantically-looking-from-the-window because upshot from my roasted window would be like lonesome-freaky-kid-stuck-with-a-glaring-from-the-window.I don’t even have any story book at this moment that will buoy up my mood from the drencher apart from my mathematics books and those are the last things I want to set my eyes on ,rain or no rain.
Even the crows refuse to perform their morning orchestra.The cats abhor the downpour as well.The sexy female in the block recently had mushroomed the puma world with six more folks.Thanks to the rain ,they have made our lawn their make shift home sweet home and two of the disproportionate off springs are hotfooting up and down a dirty ladder that is kept their , at random trying to steal my lunch kept in the kitchen that exists in its circuit. So my task at home is to be the watchdog.What absolute joy!!!
Its is still pouring.It is unbelieving that when I check the budding list that I made when I was not yet 18 ,as to what I should when I gain the official adulthood,little did I realize that almost all of those targets were left unfinished even two years after I did become 18.Maybe,the longing to do something bizarre springs up from extreme boredom regarding what one already does, or does not. I sleep so much that it has been a long time since I saw what the morning Sun looked like.I woke up today at 6 only because I had to(thank you,rain) and I propose to make up for that by sleeping the next twelve hour to glory. Such a dull and daffy morning .
Enough said.It’s astonishing what a person can do to kill her boredom.And I am still bored.If not even more! 
