we were let out of school early on tuesday. i was so tired and i just wanted to get home i got on the right bus route; the bus was going in the wrong direction though. i was on the way back when the bus driver was creeping along the road and apologized for the lateness and i'm thinking i rather be alive and late. i could see out the front window, i should say i could hardly see out the front window.
when i got home thee was some snow in my room and it only got worse. jason, mom and i tacked a blanket over the window and in the morning i found a snow wall behind the blanket. i was not happy.
i can't explain it but it seems the older i get the more i hate snow. i am so moving to kentuky. i mean it's pretty, but not when i'm almost as tall as some snow piles. (insert short joke here).