*Obligatory Snow Adventures Post*

You know when you wake up and your room just seems a little lighter than it was the day before? When through the gap in your curtains you just see white and everything seems brighter? Yes it had snowed. Again. The ground was still covered from Friday but this morning everything was covered. The trees had the thick crust of pure white on every branch. I ran to the front of the house to check it was true and yes, I saw the milkman trying to navigate the snow covered roads.

Now, going to a silly college, we were told the night before that college would be open today. And as much as we waited for an email/text/tweet/Facebook message, it did not come. After much refreshing of aforementioned sites, I eventually started to get ready and go outside.

Most stayed off, but the dedicated few plodded to the bus stop. We got on the bus, which took 20 minutes more than usual, and when we got to college it was pretty empty! (By his time we got the message of "College is open but conditions are treacherous and the car park is impassable". That is all well and good, but tell me this BEFORE i get on my bus please!) The novelty of actually being able to find a table in the canteen soon wore off. My maths lesson had 6 people in it (yet we still did work and got homework) and I had no friends in my free.

Abby (the dashing brown-eyed beaut pictured) and myself decided that we'd had enough being martyrs to education, and so we caught the train home, which was breathtaking to see all of the white fields. Even the horrible industrial scatterings around the town seemed clean and pretty.

We then had an afternoon of pot noodles, vimto, and downloading lots of cool music from my iTunes onto her new iPhone,which incidentally all got deleted later on accidentally but no matter!

The day itself was significantly wonderful, because yes We could have stayed in bed all day, but we chose to go, take a risk and embrace life. When the unexpected/difficult comes sometimes you just want to pull the covers over your head until you can't feel the cold anymore. But I strongly believe in getting up, putting on your wellies and saying "come at me world". These are the days when memories are made, laughter is shared and which stories are later told about with pride.

Today has been absolutely lovely, exciting, but mostly hazardous; just as all good adventures should be.