Snow Day

Snow days make me depressed. I don't know why. Maybe it's the fact that I had a plan for the day and it got smashed because of the snow. Or maybe it's because I sit at home all day, bored out of my mind, and have nothing to do. It's just really depressing. Today me mum made me go outside and shovel the walk with her. I did so grudgingly. I hate the snow. It's cold. After about ten minutes of being outside with the fluffy snow, I wanted to chop my fingers off because they hurt. Obviously I didn't, or I wouldn't be typing this, but my point still stands. I only like snow when it's falling, when it's on the ground, it can melt. School was canceled and I woke up at four forty in the morning for no reason. How depressing is that?
You know what I hate? People. I hate people. People are just... Annoying. Most of the time I love them, humans, but today.... Everyone irks me. I don't want to leave the house, because I know that if I do, I'll get myself hurt or in trouble with people. Even thought I don't want to leave the house due to people issues, I want to get out of here. It's so... cooped up. Cabin fever. I shouldn't be.... Here right now. I want out. But I have to stay here. I guess you could say my life's a disappointment. Not all the time. Just some of the time. Today at least. I have to write some Sherlock fanfiction now. I need to figure out how to say bye...
Until next time?
That's never going to work....