oh snow. good memories. in year 6 we had a year 6 camp where we went to the snow and some other educational places. i had this massive crush on this girl, who didnt like me really. i had a comb over so i dont blame her. anyway, i thought id be a real charmer and chuck a balled up fist full of snow at her. i thought shed throw some back at me, and we'd have a snow ball fight then make out in the snow and make snow angels. it all went wrong when my snow ball hit her face, and she started crying cos it was like ice - all hard and shit. she didnt know it was me, and to this day she doesnt, cos as soon as she cried i walked away and pretended to not know wtf happened.