the snow people don't like us.
I just rolled down a huge pile of snow,landed on top of my friend and then got kicked in the head. and I can't feel my hands. I haven't had that much fun since last year when me and eleanor almost fell asleep on the frozen river type thing by her house.

Snow is good.

And when you're mom yells at you when you call her from your friends' cell phone,"what are you nuts? go have a freakin party while your at it!" and hangs up on you, that's the time when you choose not to detect the sarcasm in her voice and take her advice literally.

Posted by Maleta at 11:13 p.m.