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When It Rains, It Pours


Goodbye Freezing Cold, Hello Humidity and Rain.


Today, the second flood occurred. Florida weather is crazy, and always seems to take my hair by surprise. It rained today, no, it POURED. I did not know that it was supposed to rain today, so I wore a adorable white dress with some cute flats. Our school has hardly any windows(I blame all my issues on this) so needless to say, I had no idea it was raining. Then our principal comes on the intercom and tells us that the weather was bad, and to be careful. I didn't believe him until I walked outside on my way to college. I stepped outside under the shelter, and was soaked within 5 seconds. The rain was not coming down, it was going sideways. Katherine, Haley, and I decided to say "no" to college, and walked back inside. Fate was on our side because when we walked back in, the principal came back on the intercom and said for everyone to stay inside. YAY! So I stayed at the school until about 3:20. I normally get out at one. I didn't mind it one bit. I stayed and chatted with my officers about prom, and enjoyed being out of the rain. So for all you who doubt the uncertainty of Florida weather, you're crazy. In Florida when it rains, it pours. So you might as well learn how to dance in the rain (:

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