So a day and a half after I decided to post pictures of springtime, of tulips and bright green grass on an open field, and happy polar bears carelessly swimming about, guess what happens.
Mother effin Nature decides to crap on my day.
I woke up to about four inches of that white fluffy stuff I thought I had escaped from when I moved out of Canada. Its the second week of March in Asia and there is snow shin deep.
On my bus ride here to school this morning, the scene was absolutely breathtakingly gorgeous though. The mountains and farmland were covered in thick innocent whiteness and it was misty out so you couldn't quite focus on anything. The sun was still rising and you could see it poking through from the fog.
It was beautiful and so I forgive Mother friggen Nature for crapping on my day.
And from now on I will not refer to anything spring until it has actually sprung.
Testing 1, 2, 3...
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