You know those candy-cane shaped containers of M&M's? They are impenetrable. Someone gave one to me and I really can't figure out how to open it. I feel like I have a candy cane full of small chocolates making fun of me. Horrid. They will pay for that.

In other news, I have recently become very fond of Skillet. I mean, I liked them before, but today specifically they are exactly what I need. I wonder who it will be tomorrow?

Ah! But now I have finally conquered the candy cane!

I'll never wake up without and overdose of you

I hate writing letters but I sure love getting 'em xD
I need like a writing letters for a missionary 101 course x_x *fails*

Anyway. Its cold outside.
Really freaking cold.
Like so cold that five minutes outside and you feel like your face is so frozen you could just peel it off your head. *peeeeeeel*

Faceless people wouldn't be so attractive. We should boycott coldness. Or rather, we should boycott the lack of heat, because, as very smart people would say, there is no cold, only a lack of warmth. ¬¬

if home is where the heart is then my home is where you are

Oh dear.

_{i'll sing it one last time for you}

^{then we really have to go}

you've been the only thing that's right

_{in all i've done}

^{and i can barely look at you}

_{but every single time i do}

i know we'll make it anywhere

^{away from here . . .}

_{. . . even if you cannot hear my voice}

i'll be right beside you dear . . .

_{to think i might not see those eyes}

^{makes it so hard not to cry}

_{and as we say or long goodbye}

^{i nearly do}