They'd fill the open air and leave teardrops everywhere.

Ahhh getting a day off of school is like winning the lottery... except when its impossible to go outside and play in the snow. It hasn't stopped snowing since 6:30 last night. Well, it kinda sleeted for like 2 or 3 hours this afternoon. Besides that it is still snowing. If you are religious, pray for another snow day tomorrow.

I will be the first to say that I'm not a religious person. I havn't been to church in, well, I don't even know how long, I use the lord's name in vain regularly, and I have never sought comfort from prayer under regular circumstances. I can only remember preying for dier reasons, and even then it didn't make me feel any better. But I still did it, maybe it's the way I was raised. Go to church on Sunday's, pray when needed, but other than that, don't give a fuck.

I'm saying this because lately I have found myself drawn into prayer again. Dad came home from work the other day, took his shower, and when he came out he told my Mom that he was worried that his foot might be gangrenous. He was diagnosed with diabetes 6 years ago, and since then we have all had the fear that he might, one day, loose his feet or legs. But none of us were prepared for it to be this early. Dad has tried to take care of his feet, but he hasn't really worried about his sugar levels, or his medicen, which might just be his problem. He has a doctor's appointment some time this week, and it's never good when he make's the appointments himself. It usually means he is scared, and looking for help. Dad's not the kind of person that share's his problems regularly. I guess I get that from him.

I'm not the emotional type of person. The last time I cried was last spring, and the only reason I cried then was because I couldn't beat the shit out of my sister because she was pregnant. I was pissed off, but I couldn't hit her, and that just turned to blind rage, so I went upstairs and punched a few walls. I had to punch the walls upstairs because they are really thick, and I wasn't worried about breaking them and having the pay for them.

Okay then, that's enough about my personal problems. This weekend I spent all of it with Annie, who is my friend that moved to Lawrence, and I hardly ever get to see her anymore. Brooklyn also spent some of the weekend with us, but apprently it was enough, because now Brooklyn and Annie are dating. It kinda weirded me out at first, because they are both my friends, but now I'm okay with it, I mean, they make a cute couple! Annie thought it would be weird, but I have know about gay people since I was 5 or 6 when I walked in on my uncle making out with his boyfriend. So I told her it would be fine, just as long as they don't make out in front of me, they can kiss, but no full on make out sessions allowed. lol

I'm kinda glad there was no school today, because that would mean that I would have Mrs. Cleavinger's class, and I didn't do my homework. But this also means that I don't get to have Mr. Polson's class. College english is fun, much more so than Advanced lit. We get to have fun class discussions about calling Mr. Polson mean and sometimes hurtful names. In Advanced lit all we do is read and play board games on Fridays. If there is a snow day tomorrow, I want one on Thursday too, only so that I don't have to have Cleavinger. I hate that... Bad word.

Peace out, cub scout!