snow

hey guys! Whats shakin? It snowed here yesterday!! Woo hoo, not really. Yesterday it was pretty and fun and all that but today it sucks. It snowed about 6 inches, which is really fun to play in (except none of my roommates would play with me, something about homework....). I was bored out of my mind last night because I didn't have any more homework to do (correction - I could have worked on my art projects, but the one required me to go to the art store, and the highways were a mess, so I ruled out that option. The other project required me to take a 20 minute walk at night in the snow. I opted out of doing that too. It will bite me in the ass this weekend, i know.) So I sat around in my apartment, bothering my roommates and staring outside at the people sledding down the hill outside my apartment. Then I went to bed, dreaming of a snow day.
And I woke up this morning to Cait, my roommate (I know, Cait and Katie living in the same room, cute and quite annoying for everyone else. haha) anyways, I woke up to her calling the weather hotline and cursing about the fact that we still have school. fuck. So I get up and realize I have 10 minutes to get ready and either take the 20 minute hike to the art building or dig my car out of the snow. I decide to attempt digging my car out. key word - attempt. I can't even get the door to open. After much pulling, Cait gets the door open. Then I realize that the windshield is covered in ice and I don't have time to scrape all of it off and still get to class in time. Also, I was rather plowed in. For those of you who don't remember, I have a little chevy cavalier. Cute little thing. But, I was a little worried about it getting out of the parking spot seeing as how there was about a foot of snow on every side (damn snow plows). So I gave up on the rescue effort and walk. It is now 815, and class starts at 830. I trudge across campus on the slightly cleared paths (which, although it is nice to not have to stick your foot in 6 inches of snow, it is very slippery) and finally make it to the art building by 835. I walk into my classroom and its dark. There is one other kid in there. Class was cancelled. She emailed us that morning. I didn't check my email because she is one of those teachers that is like "I will never cancel class, blah blah blah". Poo. After all that, I almost would have rather had class. So, I turned right back around and trudged my way back. By the time I got back to my apartment, my face was frozen (I even stopped in a building about halfway back to warm up).
Summary: Blech. Snow sucks the day after it falls, unless you don't have school.