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I feel like this icon of Sara's. Dan, my Beethoven teacher, actually let us out of class early. Early. This from the guy who always lets us out, like, five minutes late and I freak out about being late to Latin, which I never am. Also, I turned the final, horrible draft of my Appassionata paper in.
The best part: it's snowing! Snowing! Well, not so much anymore. But it was snowing. I couldn't stop smiling, and people (Jon) kept making fun of my goofy smile. But it was snow! Snow reminds me of so many beautiful things -- waiting for the bus when it's still dark outside, waking up every morning and heading to breakfast at Mission Mountain, and then getting ambush-whitewashed every day by Alex before it was even 9:00. Skiing at Big Mountain with Shauna, singing "I'm a man! But I feel like a woman!" at the top of our lungs and scaring the poor Montanans... faux-hucking with Shelly and Heather, ice skidding outside of LCHS with Kayleigh, prom with Jesse and Tyler and everyone thinking I was Syd the Pimp, because they were too silly to realize that Jesse and Tyler were groping eachothers asses.
Some people get seasonal affectation that makes them sad in the winter. I get seasonal affectation that makes me sad in the summer, when it's so goddamn sunny I could shoot something.
The best part: it's snowing! Snowing! Well, not so much anymore. But it was snowing. I couldn't stop smiling, and people (Jon) kept making fun of my goofy smile. But it was snow! Snow reminds me of so many beautiful things -- waiting for the bus when it's still dark outside, waking up every morning and heading to breakfast at Mission Mountain, and then getting ambush-whitewashed every day by Alex before it was even 9:00. Skiing at Big Mountain with Shauna, singing "I'm a man! But I feel like a woman!" at the top of our lungs and scaring the poor Montanans... faux-hucking with Shelly and Heather, ice skidding outside of LCHS with Kayleigh, prom with Jesse and Tyler and everyone thinking I was Syd the Pimp, because they were too silly to realize that Jesse and Tyler were groping eachothers asses.
Some people get seasonal affectation that makes them sad in the winter. I get seasonal affectation that makes me sad in the summer, when it's so goddamn sunny I could shoot something.