I. Hate. Rain.

Seriously, I do. I’ve had enough of it even after 2 minutes in the rain. Sure, I understand that it’s necessary for all kinds of stuff, but honestly: why does it always rain when I have to go outside? I got home from the bus: wet. When I finally got a bit warmer, I had to go out. And, of course – it’s raining. Result? Inge is, once more, cold and wet. Then I left the evening and of course had to cycle home through the horrible rain.

I just hate it! I mean, rain wouldn’t be so horrible if it was warm and you were walking in your bikini. But when you wear clothes and it rains, I hate it. The whole wet, cold, unpleasant feeling – ew.

Tomorrow’s weather forecast? Rain.