The best feeling, or at least one of them

i'm just going to go ahead and describe the proceedings of a snow day.

the night before is where it begins. the changing of the facebook statuses, the checking of the weather websites, the excited chatter among friends: "pray for a snow day!"
you hope and you pray and you keep your fingers crossed all night.

then, you wake up.
the clock says 8:15, and you freak the hell out because you're like, "OH MY GOD I'M SO FUCKING LATE FOR SCHOOL!", not realizing what's going on.
you make your way downstairs, ready to yell at your mom for not waking you, when the white just blinds you.

you look through your windows, and a billion feet of snow are piled up high, snow still falling lightly from the sky.
everything hits you, and you run to the phone to call up your closest friends to tell them that "ITS A SNOW DAY, FUCKERS!"


will this happen tomorrow? we shall see.