Decembrrrrrrrrr.

When I got ready to leave the house this morning, it was TWELVE degrees outside. Single syllable. That's not cool (it's downright cold! :::rimshot::: ). I didn't feel it much during the day, but meh. I just got home from work, having walked the three blocks from the bus stop and I'm having a little trouble breathing. My parents swear up and down that it's because I don't have a proper jacket. No. My own breathing is what's killing me. Cold air in my lungs isn't good; it makes the passageways constrict. And constricted airways mean a harder time breathing, it's as simple as that. The old ones seem to think that a better jacket and a scarf over my face would remedy this. The jacket stop cold air from hitting me, yes, and the scarf would keep my face warm, but the jacket won't stop cold air from getting in and cold air can still pass through the scarf (not to mention the water in the warm air I breathe out will freeze in the scarf). And what am I supposed to do, stop breathing? ¬_¬

Yet it's supposed to be fifty degrees on Christmas Eve from what I hear....

Edit (22:38) I got the last Heart Piece! Yippie! Arrow upgrades (and rest of the game) time! ^_^