There's white stuff on my face and I ain't complaining

Isn't snow amazing? I mean really, c'mon, think about it, it's just little pieces of frozen water clumped up nicely, but I makes the world look so scenic and beautiful, it dampens the noise around us so all that's left is a peaceful silence, It warms the heart while chilling the skin, but your warm once you pump yourself up from snowball fights and such! It's really interesting to see how the weather affects how we feel. When I woke up this morning, I looked outside and thought that it'd be an awful day, really cold and unpleasant, but once I got out into the snow my mood brightened suddenly, really suddenly. I then found myself ignoring my usual bus route into school and instead taking a stroll to school instead, so I could listen to my music ('How Six Songs Collide' over and over) while just enjoying being in and around snow. I got in just in time and couldn't have been happier. So there's no great question today, no life-changing revelation, just me saying how much I love a little bitta the white stuff.
Oh and for those who care, I try to update everyday, but Sunday is my day of rest, and unless something stupendous happens, you probably won't hear anything from me those days, but should a post appear, know it'll be a good one.