rain rain go away.

Ok no. It shouldn't. It shouldn't go away. Melbourne needs rain. WE NEED RAIN. shitloads of it. yup. But then, I don't really like very strong winds, followed by very, very heavy rain. It is unsettling after a rather sleepless night, where i dreamt of death and failure and all other things that I thought I've hidden rather well within the depths of my soul. Conceal and ignore things enough sometimes, and then, they become invisible. It was a scary night, a windy one as well. It would have been a rather interesting one for a sleep researcher though, because if not for those hormones that paralyse me when i sleep, i wonder where i would have ended up. Scary huh.

However, it's been a rather nice day. Facial. Massage. Got my hair cut. No longer a bushy mess that I have atop of my head, although looking into the mirror at the salon today, I decided I really OUGHT to consider getting some treatment done on my hair. It's in a rather horrendous condition. meh. Wind+Rain+Sun = very damaged hair.poo.
Facial. Dermatologist said that skin is getting better. small "hooray" because I don't want to jinx it. Skin is still highly prone to tantrums according to my language and flareups, according to her. ha.
Massage. Therapist says that shoulders are overstressed and knees are hurting so much because I have weak lower back muscles (meh. Explains my bulging tummy too) and too tight IBD muscles. So stretch, stretch, stretch she says. The price of law is even greater than the amount of money you spend on school and books apparently, one must remember to consider the toll it takes on your body. beh.

so yes. Tomorrow is going to be another rainy, wet, wet day. But the song for the day:
Baby, Don't You Break My Heart Slow
VONDA SHEPARD

I like the way you wanted me
Every night for so long baby
I like the way you needed me
Every time things got rocky

I was believing in you
Am I mistaken do you say,
Do you say what you mean
I want our love to last forever

But I'd rather you be mean than love and lie
I'd rather hear the truth and have to say goodbye
I'd rather take a blow at least then I would know
But baby don't you break my heart slow

I like the way you'd hold me
Every night for so long baby
And I like the way you'd say my name
In the middle of the night
While you were sleeping

I was believing in you
Was I mistaken
Do you mean, mean what you say
When you say our love could last forever

Well I'd rather you be mean than love and lie
I'd rather hear the truth and have to say goodbye
I'd rather take a blow at least then I would know
But baby don't you break my heart slow

(Bridge)
You would run around and lead me on forever
While I wait at home thinking that we're together
I wanted our love to last forever

Well I'd rather you be mean than love and lie
I'd rather hear the truth and have to say goodbye
I'd rather take a blow at least then I would know
But baby don't you break my heart slow

The rain makes me even whinger than I normally am. And seriously. I'm normally very whingy.