...down came the snow and washed the color out.
No, actually, last night the snow was abosultely gorgeous. I was working on a paper till about 2am last night (ok, maybe it wasn't ALL paper writing, maybe there was a LITTLE "Lost" watching...) and when I walked back to my dorm there were the most gorgeous, big fat flakes of snow falling that I had ever seen. It was more like floating than falling. And it wasn't terribly cold. Perfect. *sigh*
I'm doing remarkably well at this whole posting thing (just wait till break, though). Today has been a constructive day, at best. I went to class! I think that can be classified as constructive. Aslo, I am currently getting paid to sit here and type. That's right. Work was cancelled because of the eventful fire incident in the theatre department the other day. And seeing as how the costume shop is a part of that, we aren't allowed in due to smoke smells (or something), but we still get paid for when we would've normally worked:). No complaints here.
Tonight shall entail orchestra, dinner, and writing about ballet. Yay! That's right, I get to write about ballet. We have a personal choice essay due on Friday and I am writing mine on the origins of ballet. In the words of Sonja...*celebratory hand motions*. And that is all...for now. May you all have a most joyous and splendiferous "happy-to-be-alive" day. Because I'm happy that you're alive:).