*Crystalline* Wah Wah Wah Wah.
Homygod. I want this bad:
Give it to me baby uh-hunh uh-hunh.
Yeah. So...I'm still awake. I have hope for a frickin' snow day tomorrow. Today. A very small hope. I am a foolish being.
In my head, snow automatically equals no school and I don't care if it's but a half an inch. IT'S SNOW.
We should make a journal called diesnow. I don't know what we'd do with it. But I think we should have it.
Give it to me baby uh-hunh uh-hunh.
Yeah. So...I'm still awake. I have hope for a frickin' snow day tomorrow. Today. A very small hope. I am a foolish being.
In my head, snow automatically equals no school and I don't care if it's but a half an inch. IT'S SNOW.
We should make a journal called diesnow. I don't know what we'd do with it. But I think we should have it.