In the middle of the blizzard, at like 6:30 pm, we walked to my friend Grace's house. It was so weird being out there. Every time there was lightening, everything around you flickered blue. There were only a couple of weirdos out there walking in the middle of a storm and that was us. There were telephone poles and wires down and ice flying at your face. I couldn't really see a thing. And I didn't wear snow pants or anything so when we got to their house I was soaking wet. It was okay, though, because we made it.
I'm pretty sure they called and cancelled school for tomorrow. I'm probably one of the only people annoyed by this. I think that if they just plowed the roads and fixed the all of the wires that fell, we would be just fine. That's my silly little opinion, but it's probably easier said than done.
Melita has left the building.