I guess the older kids were right when they told all of us freshman last year, “You have yet to endure a real Michigan winter.”
Dear God, please tell me that THIS (the endless gloomy days of little, white flakes, slush that freezes your toes within your snow boots, and the chilling wind that practically tears your jaw off) is a Michigan winter. If it isn’t, gosh I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle it for two more years. I guess I could hibernate in my room, skip a couple classes (just kidding). But it really is so difficult to get out of my warm, snuggly bed when I know I’ll only be walking into a blizzard!
And seriously, the amount of times that I have casually slipped on ice on my way to class in front of a dozen unfamiliar faces…WHEN WILL THIS END????!!!!!!