Feeling Inspired...and Snow.

Oh my little bloggees! I am so sorry for my unexcusable absence from blogging. The reasons for my absence are numerous and listing them seems unnecessary, but I think it suffices to say that poor time management and lack of inspiration are the culprits.


Well, lack of inspiration in one sense. Normally, I am brimming with ideas for blogs, to the extent where I have to force myself to stop writing so it isn't a million paragraphs long! However, despite this flow of creative at blog writing, ordinarily I am the world's worst song-writer. I sit done at a piano and not stroke of inspiration I can turn into a song ever hits me. I have been experiencing a slight role-reversal as far as blogging and song-writing go in the past week, however. I sit at the computer keyboard, all prepped to write a nice blog, to find I don't have enough to say. Sitting at the piano keyboard, however, music seems to flow out of me like errr, milk flows out a cow. I have composed 7 songs in the past week alone! I am trying to balance the balance so neither my song-writing creative or my blogging abilities are affected by this change of dynamic.
Well, on with the, rather inevitable I may add, subject of this blog....
Snow has a tendency to produce diverse reactions in people. On commencement of snow, the facebook statuses seem to take two directions. Either we have the haters, who like to tell snow to go away because they can't be bothered with it and it's just too cold. Or the excitable six-year-olds at heart are revealed in their abundance, with many rather optimistic announcements of how school will probably be closed tomorrow and many cheery stories of how much fun sledging was.


Up until last year, I always leaned towards the second, developing a characteristic tendency to do an excitable little dance with a woke up on a freshly snowy morning. And indeed, the dance revealed itself again this Saturday when I woke up to 3 texts informing me of the weather conditions.


This year, however, I have experienced a slight change of heart. I'm not sure whether it's because I'm showing my age (which would be worrying as I am only 16...) or because I'm just a bit grouchy suddenly. I have started to very much dislike the cold that all too inevitably comes with the snow. In my opinion, being cold is the worst feeling apart from being hurt. A lack of decent gloves, coupled with a dislike of hat hair means Anna gets very cold walking to school these days.


For me, the biggest excitement of snow is the possibility that I might get snowed in somewhere. This, of course, has never actually happened but it's always nice to fantasise. Sledging fun too.


Homework calls, with a loud and un-shutupable voice.


I will do another more serious blog soon.


God bless
Love, Anna :)