truthfully, this doesn’t have anything to do with the snow.

to start of the post, i really didn’t sleep last night. until about 9 am. and i actually woke up at 12 pm. cool isn’t it? for someone like me. ^_^

i received some ims from mashi. and i replied. and she said, “i’ve gone to the diner. oh, and if u wanna go out. do wear ur shoes. or u’ll have a freezing feet by the time u reach ur residence hall again.”

i immediately remembered kak ifa’s status. “according to the weather forecast, it’s gonna snow tomorrow.”

i looked out at the window and woah! i saw droplets of ice from the sky. i couldn’t believe my eyes. it’s snowing! and it’s only early december! this is a rare occasion here in maryland! it has never really have this early snow! i was so excited that i quickly grabbed my towels and bathe. i need to go out asap! and i thought, the snow isn’t going to last long! i showered as quickly as possible - my heart was pumping crazily. i still couldn’t believe my eyes. i could at last see the snow! touch the snow! taste the snow! while i was preparing myself to go out, i looked at the window again. everything looks so pure. everything looks so white.

i suddenly have this urge to show off on my first experience in the snow. i opened my fb. i posted it on my status. i went to my friends’ page. i posted on the comment. and i msg-ed my friend. and well, most of em whom i cmmted on the fb actually gave me this all good replies i’ve been hoping for. haha. and the one i msg-ed didn’t even care. silly me, to actually msg him. and thought that he would share the excitement, or at least reply to my msg? i felt stupid to have the urge of telling him asap. wanting him to be the first to know(?) and i know that i would never do dat again. he doesn’t care. y do i keep updating myself to him - when he doesn’t even want to know or even share his updates with me.

why is the mood suddenly goes all emo again? ok. so who cares. it’s not like he’s my bf or something.

back to the story, i on my fb. and since mashi has gone to the diner. i didn’t want to waste her time. and suddenly it occured to me, why not, i invite some of the other friends i know? i haven’t really hang out with them, i’d love to. so i looked through my cellphone. (and i was thinking, should i change my sim - or would it bother him again the fact that when he replied my msg, i’ve chnged my sim. so, i dcided to not chnge the sim card.) i then looked through the fb list. basically most of the umd students in my list are my floor mates. i was thinking either marie or annie or tashnia - they are the closest friends i hve on the floor. i peeped through the door - both marie’s and annie’s doors are closed. so i looked back at the list. marie, marie, marie, annie, annie, annie, tashnia, tashnia, tashnia. and there was marie!

i clicked and asked if she has gotten her lunch. since i was all ready, and she didn’t reply, i decided to just go to the diner alone.

and she actually stepped out of her room. “im soo sorry. i was idle for a moment there.”

“it’s ok. so u wan to grab sumthing for lunch?”

“sure thing! but hold on for a sec. i need to get ready.”

and it isn’t like everything we said have to be posted on the post. haha, but truthfully, i felt so relief. i’m not good in building and strengthening a friendship - still working on it. the possibilities to invite people out and be rejected kinda scare a whole lot out of me. i hve strong ego, i should say.

in the diner; we were talking about what to do. i craved of going shopping, though i didn’t really know what to get. secret snowman, bed, new clothes, jeans, etc. she then said that she was planning to go shop and invited me if i wanna go with her. obviously, i would say yes!

and in the end, i ended up not buying anything - but enjoying this stronger friendship. and the cold snow. and sushi for dinner!

i ended up buying a foot long seafood sensation, too. ain’t i the most undrstnding owner u’ve ever had, oh my lil stomach?

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