...There's something cleansing about the rain that umbrella carriers will never understand. A rain-soaked joy cannot be recreated...
That's it. I heart rain, it all its forms. I have good memories of rain, one of the many memorable ones had to be this summer with Miss Lauren during what could only be called a monsoon at BTLI. It was one of the last days when we were waiting to have our exit interviews and we couldn't contain ourselves. (and I think we loved the idea of showing our total irreverency of the BT admin by showing up to our interviews completely drenched were extra points) So fun.
yep so thats it. love rain. the end.
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