Jesus, I really have no excuse for neglecting to write in this lately. There isn't much point in listing everything that's happened - it's only fun when I can remember the finer points. Life's hurtling towards GCSEs, summer, skiing, sixth from ... Basically everything beginning with the letter S, it seems. I'm currently watching the first ever episode of Skins for reasons unknown, while hunting down decent photos to put into a collage I'm making Xavi for our anniversary. I STILL cannot believe we've been together a year. Last summer and all the shit that happened seems like an age ago - it's amazing how much we've progressed in the past 5 or 6 months, and I love it. Even when the world's going insane around us - couples breaking apart, friends self destructing, families being unbearable - we're still standing. I'm getting distracted, and I think I'm losing the spark that keeps me writing in this journal. Shiiiit.

Still no school! Yesterday Emma and I wandered around town in our wellies and walked up to Patch's. We laughed at his baby photos (he was the cutest ginger kid), melted chocolate and I cried with laughter at some cat video on Youtube that Annie showed me. We ambled over to Max's house to get his board and sledged down the hill in Hudson's field until it was too dark to see anything. It was magic, seriously. Such a random group of people, yet everyone was so laid-back and lovely. I have a buttload of photos and videos from this past week, and it's funny about 99% of all Facebook activity over the past 5 days has been snow-related. I miss Xavi, though. We didn't spend any snow days together - him being stuck in his village making an epic igloo with his neighbors using compacted snow and plastic boxes. I'll see him at the weekend though. 'Let's take the dark and make it our own.'

SNOW DAY! There was no school yesterday, closed again today, and I doubt it'll be open tomorrow. I spent the day with Kim and Fiona yesterday, rambling around our town in wellies, clambering around on piles of wood covered in snow. There's been about 5 inches I'd say - which may sound like nothing to some people, but it's the most I've ever seen. It's funny how everything looks automatically beautiful with a coating of snow settled on top of it. Hopefully I'll be able to catch the train into town & go to Emma's house in the morning, and if school isn't on we'll spend the day with Patch making snowmen and watching films. It'll be fun. I have lots of photos from the last 2 days and some pretty hilarious videos. I don't want to forget this week, it's been so awesomely different from the norm. I skied across the (usually extremely busy) main road in front of my house, I caught snowflakes on my tongue, I fell flat on my back in the snow. I love it (:

Fred's dad's old house is sad, man. We went there yesterday; Patch, Fred, Emma, Rob, Xavi and I. The whole house is exactly how Mr. Howarth left it before he died - even the notes on the whiteboard in the kitchen. I don't know why Fred wanted to let us into the house, if it had been me I wouldn't've been able to stand it. Anyway, I guess it wasn't the same for him. We played darts and strip games and I drank orange juice from a miniature teacup. Xavi bought me a packet of Magic Stars, I hung out with Ollie a lot and Gav seems to be talking to me again. Ruth & her new 'lot' went camping last night (I passed because it's just too damn cold), and I get the feeling they had fun. As much as I may complain about her incessant 'Julian' talk, I'm very glad she found him. We're going out for lunch in a minute, just Mum, Dad, Laura & I for once. Let's hope it snows tonight and I get to stay home tomorrow. (: