I wish it could snow. I like winter. When you wake up and the world is in a nice, clean, white quilt of snow, it makes your mood crystal clear all day. I hope it snows a lot this year, but I don't need to worry about it right now.
My grandmother named me Snow in Chinese. It was a tradition in our family. I had cousins named after wind, rain, and ice. It was interesting. When I was small, I liked to ask my parents why I was named, and I'll get the same answer everytime.
Monday, September 14, 2009
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