Let's talk about the weather here, shall we? Part II
When I was back in my country, the weather was consistent. If it's summer, it's all sunshine and blue sky. If it's the monsoons, you can expect rain and clouds. But here, the weather is full of surprises. You never know what it's up to. Sneaky weather, I call it. One day, it's calm and warm with the sun shining oh so brightly. The next day, you wake up to rain pattering against your window and there's a thunderstorm warning. Like I said, sneaky. One of the habits I have picked up since I came here is checking tomorrow's weather regularly. I would like to be prepared if I were to get hit by lightning, you know. And then there's the fog. On certain rainy days, the fog would creep in softly, obscuring the trees and the mountains far away. I dubbed it the "fuzzy weather" since everything becomes blurred. My room looks out onto a track that runs behind the dormitory. There's two lamp-posts along it. In the evenings, the yellow light streami