Seeing the one picture of the snowmobile on the highway reminded me - when I was a kid in grade 7, a storm started mid morning. By lunchtime, they'd closed the schools, but it was too bad out there to let us go home unless a parent came to get us. Some parents walked to get their kids, but I lived on the outer boundary of the school district, as far away as one could live, and still go to that school, and there was no way my mom could walk that far to get me in that weather. A bunch of us were stuck there. Neighbours in the area brought us sandwiches and hot soup. In the afternoon, a couple of people with snowmobiles started coming to the school and driving kids home on them, one by one. I was one of the last few to get home, around supper time. My dad worked a 5 to 10 minute drive away. He didn't get home till 7 or 8 pm, took him like 5 hrs to drive home. My brother worked a bit farther away. I think he got home around midnight. The city was shut down for days after. :memories:
Oh, wow! I can't imagine actually being stranded
at school, that's never happened to me. But that's cool that neighbors brought food, and snowmobilers helped out.
I imagine it must've been a bit nerve-wracking waiting for your dad and brother to get home in that storm, but yay for them making it home okay!
I remember once, when I was a kid, we got a blizzard coming in one afternoon. The school let us out early-only 15 minutes before the end of the day anyway, but still, excited us nonetheless. Unfortunately, the blizzard came up even sooner than expected, so when the school bus was driving in the rural areas to drop kids off, he kept yelling at everyone to be quiet so he could pay attention to the roads. You couldn't even see the hood of the bus, everywhere you turned it was just nothing but white surrounding us. I love winter, but I have to admit, that was kind of a scary ride.
Needless to say, there was no school the next day
. There was also a time my family was driving in Colorado at night, in the mountains, when a nasty snow squall came through. That was a bit tense, too. I can easily see why people don't like winter based on that aspect of it all.
and for the record, UW has Saturday exams, too (and Friday evening). I don't think I ever had to write on a Saturday*, and I don't think Sarah has, either.
I can't remember if I've had to do that, either. I know I took a sociology class that met on Friday afternoon and again on Saturday morning-I
think I might've taken, like, one test on a Saturday, or something. Can't remember. But I'll gladly take that over this scenario:
My calculus exam is on the 24th, till 3 pm. Oh the fun.
That should be, like, illegal
. You poor thing
. Good luck with it!
And best of luck to Sarah, too, VP-I envy and admire her all at the same time with all that stats stuff. Let's hear it for intelligent girls
!
There were many terms where I'd write one exam Friday afternoon, then two on the Saturday. That's three 3 hr long exams in 27 hours.
By the time I was done on Saturday, my brain was fried.
LOL, I'd imagine so! Eeesh. That sounds oh-so-fun!
In regards to the fashion stuff, eh, Cori, don't feel bad, I'm horribly behind on fashion trends, too. In fact, I don't think I even HAVE any fashion sense of any kind to begin with.
i just hope that the next time I'll sing 12 days of Christmas, I ain't going to sing out loud:
...Aaaand Bono sex in an el-e-vaaa-tor!!!
cause right now i surely have a habbit of imagining singing it
I'd pay to see the reaction of people around you if you did!
That picture of Edge-oh, wow, he DOES look like a stern dad there
. His kids are probably looking at that going, "Yeah, that face looks familiar...".
...uh...hi...*Stares. For a
really long time*
*Imagines ever so gently pushing him so he's lying horizontally in that pose...*
Angela
Bad PLEBAn
Ouch. And his dad let him go like that? Wow, lucky kid.
Pervert.
Right there!
