dear diary,

we went out to sled today. i went down the hill once (short of having a heart attack) and gave up on making it back up again. it was all cold and snowing and we were all bundled up to the point i could barely move my arms.

bored of just sitting at the base of the hill, i got closer to a bunch of pine trees and made a snowman. he ended up being really short so i named him frank. unfortunately we all left because we were freezing before i could finish frank off. i will tomorrow.

i'm still stuck listening to under the cork tree. i remember how beautiful/sad "i've got a dark alley..." is.

patrick makes everything sound better. trufax.

anyways... it's kinda really boring here. i'm finally getting some time to catch up on a couple books i've been reading but you can only read for so long. DDx

hopefully i'll find something more productive to do.

ilu all,
anastacia