let it snow let it snow let it....

Why is it that everything's on hold all the damn bloody time? What with all the progress of the modern world, why is it that everyone is waiting for something to happen? Is it the curse of the twenty-somethings? Why can't I get into control over even the littlest of things, having to leave it to others who don't seem to get my sense of urgency?

why why why why why why?




*argh!*


and oh yeah, it snowed