raindrops and gumdrops.

rainy mornings always remind me of when i was a kid, growing up in clementi. my dad would bring me to nursery every morning, after stopping at the esso gas station for post-breakfast breakfast. we'll both be happy people when it's sunny outside. when it rains however, hats off to my dad. for some strange reason, each time it rains in clementi, masses of earthworms will suddenly appear, obsuring my way to school. can you imagine anything else as disgusting as a mass of brown, wriggling, slimy things taking up space? ugh. so naturally, i will start screaming and jumping up and down in my rain-boots and my poor dad would have to carry me all the way to school, after which he would set me down and grumble about the 'mess' his perfectly ironed clothes were in.

not much has changed these days. i still shriek when i see earthworms, my dad still grumbles about his prefectly ironed clothes and my mum shoots us both a look haha.