good (rainy) morning.
i love it when it rains in the morning.
i love it when the cold breeze blows pass me
i love it when im listening to the music while walking to my bustop
i love it when i look at people and analyse them while waiting for my friends.
i love it all (a few times only)
reaching the school gate is the worse thing ever.
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