It snowed last night. Winter is always very depressing until it snows. Gray to white.
I went to school.
I don't remember doing anything.
Somebody I know won a contest and is going to Antarctica. Don't ask me why, 'cause I don't know. This ain't no lie, she's going. That's messed up.
I told her to bring me a penguin. We're going to name him Tux. I hope (s)he doesn't die on the plane. The penguin I mean.
I, however, am not going to Antarctica.
But it is already November, and this is Canada, and it soon will be close enough to Antarctica.
I spent too long today in our school's library. 3 classes. That's crazy.
I get this Friday off. I don't know why. It's not a holiday or anything.
Nothing else of note.