Winter.

I don't know what's going on with blogger because the new post/edit post thing is pretty fucked up and it's hard for me to write so let's just make this brief. I actually want to share a memory with everyone, this happened over a year ago. I had a moment with this guy, I've mentioned him various of times before here on my blog. So I don't think it would be necessary for me to repeat his name again. So anyway, last winter, we were at school and it was snowing. Like really really hard and it was so beautiful. I think I've mentioned this memory before but I want to share it again because I don't think it'll ever happen to me again. So- it was snowing and we were in school. But then we get to go home early because the teachers were afraid that there'll be no bus for us so they let us went home early.

So me, and three of my friends (he's one of them) walked to our bus stop together. During that time, one of my friends fancied him and so she wanted to walk with us because of him. Actually, he waited for us at the school gate so we could walk back together and I thought that was very sweet of him since he always acted like such a dickhead. I walked next to him and we were all laughing, making fun of my friend who fancied him and everything. I placed my hand inside his pocket because I didn't have gloves on and my jacket's pockets were too small. He didn't mind, which was a first, and we continued walking. Then, I saw his hands and they were purple. Like, yellow-ish purple and it looked disgusting. Like he was a dead corpse or something and I felt sorry so I took my hand out and took his hand, and put in back in his pocket.

But then my hands were cold so I was like fuck it, I put my hand back in his pocket. Aha, so both our hands were in the same pocket. Anyway, the snow was still falling obviously and then we saw like this football pitch and it was covered in a new white sheet of snow. Genuinely and I was in a trance because it was one of the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I asked one of my mate to go and look at it and she agreed so the four of us went over there to look at it and I was like "fuck that's beautiful." Then my friend, she said we should go cos she didn't want to miss her bus so we went. When we reached our bus stop (my mate & I) he and my other mate who fancied him had to go to the other bus stop on the opposite road. So yeah, my hand were still in his pocket and I didn't realize this whole time that he, we, well.. He was holding my hand. I took my hand out of his pocket and he was still holding it. The girl who fancied him wanted us to stay with them until their bus came but we had to go so when I wanted to leave, he wouldn't let go of my hand and he kept pulling me.

So yeah, that was a little fascinating memory I wanted to share with everyone. I love him, I've known him for three years and he is one of the biggest cunt I know but I just can't seem to hate him. Well, once but then he couldn't live without me and kept begging for my forgiveness and I was like "what the heck." So yeah, if you trace back to my archives you'd probably know who this guy is. He is just a friend, nothing more, nothing less. But I had moments with him and that was very special. And he kept popping in my dreams and everytime he does, we'd ended up hugging/holding hands and it's really weird. But whatever, they're just dreams right? So there.