She's so beautiful, right?! I mean, she was dead since, what, 1920? But she still looks so crazily cute.And i have no idea why, i was just so mesmerized by this photo. I kept staring at it throughout the whole of Biology.
I guess it's because she still looks so real, even in death, that maybe I am still unable to comprehend the fact that she is dead. How i hate that word; it's so final.
She looks so sweet, just like a doll. And I like her name, Rosalia. Imagine if she was given a horrible name like...Martha(no offense to any Martha that happens to read this, though that possibility is like zero). It would seem so unright, such an indignity to her pretty little face.
Okay, i have finished emphasizing Rosalia's awesomeness as a dead girl now.
Today, it was raining rabbits and hamsters. Wait no, it was raining cars and lorries. Yes it was raining heavily. Very heavily.
Which is precisely why Jeanette and I sauntered happily to Caltex, bought some puffs and chocolate, and strolled back equally happily. We were soaked, literally, to the skin. I think even my, ahem, underclothes were wet.
I love walking in the rain, thank you Jeanette for suggesting this crazy idea. So cool! Haha. But after that we only had one hour to dry ourselves before Art Club started, so we went to the toilet and stood under the hand dryer. It works pretty well, i would say.
Jeanette said i was acting so glum today. I didn't even realise! I must be upset about something, and so am unconciously acting moody. But i have no idea what i am upset about.
Though about it for a long long time, but t'was all in vain. To add on, I had have a headache. Also am strangely exhausted. How weird. Maybe i have another family illness i ought to know about.
Well then, yours truly bids thee all a good night.
