A Bookworm Builds Her Cocoon

Dear Nonnie, Poppop, and everyone else,

First and foremost, happy anniversary! I was trying to call you last night, but the Internet was being a hater and my phone has terrible service.

Second, happy Valentine's Day, everyone! I know my shout-outs are a little late, but hey, yesterday was special! My school is really weird.

Monday was pretty good. It was a relatively normal day, until I went on Facebook around seven or eight o'clock. One of the boys had posted something about school being cancelled tomorrow-- I was more than a little confused. He said it was a "stop day." I had no idea what that meant, but more and more people posted about it. I kept checking my school email to see if it was true, but I had no official email from anyone. It was starting to get ridiculous. But-- heaven on earth-- school was cancelled!

Unfortunately, I only missed two classes. Even more unfortunate, "stop day" is the school's way of saying "snow day," and according to Andrew, there is only one snow day every year. On Tuesday, there was no snow at all until nighttime. Today, we got about six inches, and it's supposed to snow overnight. Go figure, right? But it's all good, because my new room is twenty degrees warmer at night than my last one.

My novel is going well, I guess-- I have rough character outlines and a very primitive introduction outline. Hopefully with time I'll complete the first draft. That's gonna be hard-- I only have until school ends, which is less than four months; I'll have to write ten pages every week and read one book every week. Of course, I read enough online fiction to last several books, but the truth is, I need to get into more of the beautiful paper pages. There are over twenty books under my bed, and the only problem I'm going to have with them after the reading is complete, is figuring out how to get rid of them. Originally I was planning to donate them for others to read, but then I realized that I'd have to try to force my sister to read them. SOPHIE. Also, I think half of them are my other sister's. Shhh.

I have a fort. The popular thing to do nowadays is build forts, apparently-- there's a small chance that I'm ten years too old for it, but oh well. My fort consists of one Pokemon bedsheet pinned to the corner of my wall, connecting to my bed and finally filled with pillows and amazingness. I love hanging out in my fort, but after a while my butt starts to hurt despite the soft pillows and blankets.

I think that whoever decided that cleaning your room once a week was a good idea, was very, very sane. I can actually walk around, see my floor, avoid tripping... We also have everything we need in here. There is tea, there is hot chocolate, I have two bowls, three cups, several spoons, honey, sugar, and a water boiler. Not only that, but I've purchased emergency dinners that are microwavable (there's a microwave in the common room) in case I have a ton of homework and no time for the dining hall. Also, I believe that my friend is going to bring me some Thin Mint girlscout cookies tomorrow, and that is a serious plus. Life is good, people. Life is good.

Of course, life isn't all good. You heard me talk about the snow, right? Well, the whole time it was snowing, I was locked away in class and had to watch miserably as the path back home got deeper and deeper in the chilly substance. Seriously, I watched miserably. The windows in the classroom take up more than half the walls. Not only did I not have my coat (the morning looked SUNNY!), but I didn't have my boots on, gloves, a hat, scarf... Luckily it wasn't bitter cold, and the black ice hadn't formed yet. Tomorrow I am bundling up like a caterpillar in a cocoon.

Apologies, dear readers, but it seems that my Internet is soon going to die, and there are things to do before that happens. As always, have a great week, and thank you for reading!!

Love,

Callie

P.S. Happy anniversary, Nonnie and Poppop!!!!!!!!! Thank you so much for the card, it's very appreciated! I'm tacking it up on the wall with the rest of my cards. :)

P.P.S. Thanks for the care package, Mom! I was seriously just talking to my friend about how I needed to buy more hot chocolate! Scary!! Haha. Puppers says hi!!!! The bubbles are SO COOL.