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7:24am this morning, when I was suppsoed to have a lie-in, as it was my morning off college:
Phone: *beep*
Kate: Grrr. Argh. Mmmmph. *plans ways to kill the person who is making her phone beep, many of them involving nasty things done with forks*
Text (from Dan): IT'S CHRISTMAS!!!
Kate: ... what?
Kate: ... Dan is mad. He has officially turned into a fruitcake.
Kate: *ponders*
Kate: *suddenly twigs*
Kate: *rushes to window to see ...
Kate: *runs around the house* Christmas! Christmas is here!
Mother: You are mad.
I am a southern girl. We get snow for about one day a year. It has a weird effect on my brain.
I had the morning off, so, after several fruitless phonecalls, trying to persuade my friends to skive off their lessons, Alice and I proceeded to make a snowman in my garden (Brian), have a snowball fight, drink wine while sitting in our sledges in the garden, walk up onto the Downs, make another snowman (Percy), sledge, make up a game involving playing Boules over a frozen Dew Pond, make a evil snowman (Hitler), sledge on the golf course, make another snowman (Ernie), and get very wet.
We then got a phonecall from Sam, offering to pick us up to join some of his friends. I realised that I was supposed to be in college in ten minutes, so quickly used my initiative and phoned in to tell them that I couldn't get to my lesson because my car wouldn't start. (The fact that I do not have a car is moot point.) We then shoved our shedges into Sam's boot, and went to join Tom, Alex, and Ollie.
Unfortunately, the place where they were was rather lacking in snow (read: completely lacking in snow), so we had to go for an epic hike up to the top of the Downs, where there was snow but also near-vertical slopes. There were several misadventures, mostly including Tom and the words, "You wouldn't dare..." There were also some inconveniently placed bushes, and one or two dogs and ramblers that got in the way of us, reckless, speeding, snow-covered teenagers that we were.
After we had broken one sledge, risked our lives, screamed a lot, and basically had fun, we ended up in the pub. Inevitably, really.
I then had to go to a music rehearsal whilst full of cider, exhausted, and cold, but smiling a lot.
I love snow.