The Puddles of Rain (and my poor bag)

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM SYDNEY WEATHER?

okay.

so it rained again today. i mean that'd be totally fine if we didn't have to catch the Penrith due to this bad weather delaying all of our school buses and getting us to Central station late. it would be totally fine if we weren't standing in the main part of the carriage. it would be fine if we didn't have to put our bags on the ground too.

my poor bag...

i'd put it down to read the mX and later my latest book. in the little aisle in front of the chairs facing you, it was relatively dry so i was alright with putting my bag on the floor. however, as the train emptied, Akira and i moved to the main part so we'd have more space and not have our bums sticking in anyone's face.

so where do we put our bags down...

ah a dry patch!

i took my book out from the crook of my arm and continued reading from whatever page i was up to. a few stops later, we stopped at granville or clyde (i think)...and the train tilted. all the water from one side of the train started to slide over...

AND INTO MY CORNER.

just as the overflowing flood of water reached for my schoolbag with greedy and dirty shoe-printed fingers, i snatched up my bag and put it on the stairs.

It was too late. The bottom was completely wet and the straps were disgusting.

ah. great.

i mean...really... the floors on a train after it rains is really horrible. you don't even want to stand in it. it's so terrible how tired we are and we put our bags down to lift it up again to find it sopping wet. my bum got wet after i put it on my shoulders again.

It's. Not. Nice.

that's really it for my complaint. i'm not that upset because i know my bag will dry out but i was a bit devastated when it happened.