Snow days, like my period, only come when I don’t want it to.
Although snowdays have rare appearance, they can be gift or not.
There are days where I’m really excited for something. That I’ve been waiting for only to be dalayed for days, or weeks later...
My mood was good, then it get buried deep into the snow.
So deep that it reaches rock bottom.
You really can’t control it. Another thing that’s a pain, is that I have to shovel the snow. It really is a pain.