Snow sucks
This is an emotionally fueled rant. Just to warn people I have spontaneously burst into tears no less than three times this morning. Hello PMS.
I have been home since about december 14th or something. I have seen my boyfriend TWICE. Every time we get a chance to get together it snows. Not just a sweet little flurry like the one that happened the night before I was slated to leave his house, because, of course, we couldn't get snowed in together. But a lets open the skies and make driving a nightmare kind of snow. At the rate of this storm I'm going to be drinking the whole bottle of champaign myself tonight.
To all my south carolina friends who think snow is this wonderful, romantic thing:
It's only wonderful and romantic if you're with the people you want to be with. If you're hanging out with your parents for the umpteenth time and your boyfriend is a hundred miles away, it SUCKS.
on an unrelated note, I love my new macbook pro.
I have been home since about december 14th or something. I have seen my boyfriend TWICE. Every time we get a chance to get together it snows. Not just a sweet little flurry like the one that happened the night before I was slated to leave his house, because, of course, we couldn't get snowed in together. But a lets open the skies and make driving a nightmare kind of snow. At the rate of this storm I'm going to be drinking the whole bottle of champaign myself tonight.
To all my south carolina friends who think snow is this wonderful, romantic thing:
It's only wonderful and romantic if you're with the people you want to be with. If you're hanging out with your parents for the umpteenth time and your boyfriend is a hundred miles away, it SUCKS.
on an unrelated note, I love my new macbook pro.