Countdown.
16 more days until I turn 16.
Then a month and a half until I have to be out of this house.
How lovely. I’m so tired from packing. It better snow tomorrow. I’m going to cry if it doesn’t. Well, maybe I won’t cry, but I’ll be sad. I love the cold, rain, and snow weathers. Even though, I’ve only seen snow about three times out of my whole life.
