Half of June has come and gone already, swiped in an instant for all I recall was spending nearly all my time at the bank, trying to clean up the mess these stupid fools called bankers made. I didn’t even realize so much time had passed until my aunt called saying she went to buy my cousin a birthday gift, for her birthday was Sunday (21st June), which coincides with the World Music Day. It really felt weird to know that I wasted more than 3 weeks, going to the bank practically everyday, only to find that I had to go back again the next day because of yet another complication.

I can’t say that I’m not glad that the dark days are finally over, and that the sun is shining as brightly as ever in my little realm, an expression rarely used by the weatherman these days. Sure enough, while my focus has not really been on the calendar, I simply couldn’t ignore the not-so-subtle hints the weather has been giving us Mauritians recently: that winter had finally arrived. Of course, as frivolous as the wind and sunshine could be, we could hardly expect the wintry weather to come as expected, in April as it always did. Instead, after a foretaste of what it would be like during the first week of May, we spent most of the time waiting for the real thing while bathing in heat, almost rivaling with summer, but not quite; the days were growing shorter but it got no colder.

Well, the blankets are out once again, and so are the winter socks, pullovers and scarves. I’m really looking forward to using the socks Dawn sent me, but for now, I kidnapped the my father’s winter clothes, which are way more warmer and comfortable than mine. It’s not like he uses them anyway; he never feels cold and neither does my mother which is really annoying. At least, I know that whether or not the cold air affects them, my cold hands and feet will. I’m feeling very evil right now….

Anyway, while I try to work out a master plan to freak them out, I’ll leave you with my two unnamed-yet goldfish which I received today from my mom and their new buddy. My father does not know about them yet, and I don’t think we are going to tell him very soon; he will think we would be fed up very soon and then, he would have to take care of them. Oh, and suggestions for the names are welcome.

Tags: banks, fish winter, parents, Weather