Everyone's on about snow. Well screw you Bristol; all we get is slush. That's when it does snow. Bristol's sorta in a ditch so the snow settling thing doesn't work much. Oh and as for Christmas, we haven't even put up our tree yet. Not even a mouldy branch. Yes, we do celebrate Christmas... everyone's just a bit busy. And lazy*. But I have managed to sort out birthday things with Kevin surprisingly. I'm not that excited, one: I'm offically turning into oldness, ew. two: I've gone beyond the point of being carefree and being careless about anything and everything. Although I'm sure I'll get excited when I get to see everyone :) so y'all better come, I think this is the first time I've given such an earlier notice.
*I haven't even started my Christmas shopping yet, haa (y).
"Here's a song for the one who stole my heart and ran so far, that cupid couldn't catch her. Here's a song for the kid who aimed so high he shot her down." - Heaven can wait; I love this song.