If you know me, you know that I absolutely hate rain. It always rains when I’m walking to class, and it always stops raining once I reach my destination.

The funny thing is that I actually like rain when I’m back at my home town during my university’s breaks. I never have to walk anywhere anyway (because I live in a suburban area and there’s nothing close by to walk to anyway), so if it rains, the weather cools down and I don’t have to water the grass as much.

Ever since I got back home at the beginning of break about two months ago, it hasn’t really rained much at all. It’s been so long that I almost forgot what rain even was.

Then, today, it rained so much that it was as if the clouds were trying to make up for forgetting to rain on me for the past two months.

That picture was taken at our family business. It was pouring rain just as we were about to leave to go back home, and my mom apparently hates walking in the rain as much as I do, so instead of just running out to our car, she put a garbage bag over her entire body as a makeshift raincoat.

Hey, at least it worked.

When I got home, I tweeted:

YESSS IT’S FINALLY RAINING AGAIN FOR THE FIRST TIME IN LIKE 2 MINTHA

Then,

I’M SO EXCITED THAT I APPARENTLY FORGOT HOW TO SPELL “MONTHS”