I have been snowed in for four days, ya'll.
Actually, that sounds way more exciting than the truth. The truth is... I have been iced in for four days, ya'll.
The first day held a thrill of excitement. There was the whole waking up late bit, which was fun. I lazed around and watched television episodes online and chatted and texted with people right and left. Everyone marveled at the weather, made predictions for the next day (would we have school? Oooh, the suspense!) and joked about staying warm. The second day.... not so fun. The third day... even less so, though I did manage to get up the nerve to brave the weather in the evening, because if I didn't get some socialization I was going to start smashing my head on my (sparkling because I've had plenty of time to clean it) kitchen floor. Now, the fourth and hopefully final day. And I'm going to share the excitement with my blog.
I'm not going to talk about waking up, having a headache or losing my phone. Or eating breakfast/lunch/dinner (I'm rationing myself just in case it snows again tomorrow) (Not really). Instead, I'll begin from now, 12:38 pm until I go to sleep.. or get bored.. or realize this is dumb. Any of the above could happen. Let's begin!
12:38 pm: Decide to start liveblogging my day. Until I go to sleep. Or get bored. Or realize it's dumb. Hmmm....
12:48 pm: Things are looking melty! Maybe I can make another go at leaving the apartment. My brain will thank me.
1:15 pm: I did not prepare for this. It just kind of happened this way. Liveblogging is off! I am leaving the apartment! This time, I'm actually driving. Gotta clear all the snow off my car. Wish me luck!
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