weatherseed

This week is the last schooling week to round up the semester. sighz.... And as though heaven empathized with our sadness in the end of yet another fruitful sem, it shedded a few teary raindrops the past few days, keeping the haze, which was predicted to affect Singapore, away.
Whilst the weather could keep away the smog, it couldn't, however, kept the songbirds from singing, or lamenting, for that matter. In Business school, chirppy chicks turned disgruntled hens as they aired their grievances. About that lazy hen/rooster that got away I guess.
Along corridors, in buses, outside classrooms, girls can be seen in small flocks perched together, and having found the courage to cry out against a particular procrastinating member. The same courage that failed previously when action still could be taken. The chorus were all similar, with the lyrics going like "she really didn't do anything looorrrrrrrr~~~".
As claws are sharpened, don't think you are safe within the solid walls of the school, as yet another storm is brewing, from within.
Achooo~~~~~~~~~~~
Now was that the weather, or someone just cursed clucked at me!