I find it funny how the older you get, the less things seem to have a purpose or fascination. Take snow for example. Yesterday we were expecting lots of snow overnight and possibly a snow day the next day. The general student body was very excited, however there were still dissenting individuals who had 'too many things to do'. Where do we begin to lose our child-like interest in things like parties, holidays, snow days? You would think we would like them even more as the years go on, being that we are older, and closer to death. We need to savor every moment of that time, but we are too busy being worried about deadlines, and tasks that will be meaningless in the next five to ten years. Have you really taken the time to think of all the things you do, those little occurrences that hold so much power over our lives, yet we just as easily forget about them months later? How about worrying about that test in math, studying for ages, worrying about getting a good grade, and then finally sweet success. Do you remember each and every test you've passed, or do they just become one more notch in your belt of education? How about getting to that athletic event in middle school, spending all your time practicing, and finally competing. Does winning that medal feel the same after the first hundred events? I think people need to focus less and less on a clock controlling your life, on doing what you do to please society, and realize we live on this earth a very short time. We need more time without schedules, more emphasis on enjoying everything around us as it happens, and definitely more snow days.