the buses were infact, not cancelled, this morning, which comes as a shock to me considering the bone chilling -35 degree windchill factor. it's too cold to even enjoy taking one step outside. don't get me wrong, i love the winter - the soft crunching noises beneath your feet as you create footsteps in your path in the snow, the sparkling stars of snowflakes falling on your cheeks, the need for big hollywood glasses because it's blindingly bright, fooling around in your ugly vintage snowsuit in the backyard making hotbox forts, crashing and burning courtesy of your snowboard, watching the people on your street act like animals as they try and attempt to shovel their driveways (which is sortof comical because the way i see it, it's winter, dress accordingly, you might! need gloves whilst completing such a task.. you would think? comfort before looks, it's winter, christ's sake!)
but anyways, here i sit, as school would just be starting, hazey-eyed, with malcolm cuddling quite comfortably in my lap. another day of missed school. i hope that it's one of those altered days, i'm not sure my conscience or my academic pursuits can afford any more missed days. and to boot, i'll be heading to my mum's shortly, which means i'll not complete any homework tasks i might have left. might beinga keyword, because i'm not entirely sure what i've got on my plate left to eat. when did i stop caring about being on the honour roll...
i told my mum, 10 o'clock, but i'm going to crawl back into bed within the next few minutes, and i gaurantee the phone'll be a-ringin' the next thing i know. the one night i get a decent amount of sleep and actually wake without thanks to an alarm clock, at the correct time, i'm on the couch, freezing cold with lack of a pillow... my bed looks comfy, awaiting my body to occupy it.