Ha, when I was walking home from school; half the idiotic boys were making really hard snowballs and iceballs and filling them with...I'm not even sure what? Stones or something, to make them hurt. Every single one that was aimed at me missed, even though I wasn't intentionally moving. I wasn't so much happy that I was a walking target, but very glad for the fact I wasn't hit even once. Also, the fact it's Friday; finally - This week has lasted so, so long.