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Snowflakes are all on the ground

It’s 2:35, and clear as a bell.


Yeah, it stormed like the dickens from eight until one. But guess what? The school day starts at seven-twenty-one and ends at two o’ seven.


Oh, well, though. I’m not so crazy-negative like I was earlier, but I have had a pretty pointless day. I ate Christmas cookies, my sister beat me at Monopoly, and I crocheted a little bit. Now I’m going to go clean (gag) and then work on NHS papers or read. Later tonight we’re going to Doc Boy’s for Christmas with Grandma. No West Point to keep me entertained this time, though, so I might bring NHS papers there. I highly doubt there will be any great deal of stimulating activity.


I wish there would have been school, but whatever. The “Ball” was postponed until after break, and I’m sitting here will an unworn dress and sick heels I’m saving for then.


And it’s time to clean now, which is probably why the tone of this post stayed so negative. Sorry.