Aside from the whole SPANISH FINAL AHHHness of the day, my day ranks in aspects as perfect.
It's snowing. It never snows before december. But it's beautiful.
Because it's snowing I got an entire hour between my finals.
(side note--As I can't really call my crush simply "my crush" anymore--we're a bit beyond that--I shall now refer to my crush as Wren.)
An entire hour between finals = an entire hour hanging out with all my friends and Wren.
Wren and I stayed close together and hugged/snuggled/held hands/generally were just close.
I was talking about how one of our friend's neckties was really a noose. I mean think about it, I said, If someone were to nail you to the ceiling by your necktie you would be DEAD.
You're so morbid sometimes, said another friend, coincidently the most morbid person I know.
I know. Aren't I wonderful? I said, laughing.
Yes. Said Wren.
I may have gone insane from happiness. At the time I just stroked Wrens hair.
Hey can I steal your hat?
Life moves on.
And I have to read All The Pretty Horses. 15 ands in a sentence.
Also, my ex-girlfriend/close friend is having an angst fit because she's not over me yet even though we broke up more than a year ago and never actually dated...more mutual crushed...we were, after all, thirteen. Anyway, she's ridiculously stubborn just in general which is certainly playing a role. I hope she moves on. I really do.
I hope I don't have to go to school tomorrow--good 30mph winds blowing snow like a sandblaster, a good three inches+ on the ground and the surface is freezing. Please, please, SNOW DAY please.