I love snow... from a distance.

I used to love the snow. I still do. It's fun to go out and play in it, and to just look at when you're inside. It was also an awesome excuse to miss school. There was nothing I didn't like about the snow.

So I went to college in Erie.

Why? Because I thought it would snow a lot.
It looks like I was right.

I loved it at first. I went outside at 6:25am to walk to work and it had started snowing just a bit, and it was just enough to cover the ground a bit. I wish I had taken a picture, but I forgot my phone in my rush to get ready.

That was almost a week ago.

I don't think it's stopped even once. It just snows more and more. And wind makes it worse.

My childhood dream of living in the North Pole and helping Santa deliver toys in hopes of receiving even more gifts for my good behavior?
Destroyed.
There is no way in hell I'm going to live with this forever.

I think my face froze.
And my blue sweater turned white and then darker blue.
And my jeans are wet.
And my black sneakers are somehow a darker black.
And I don't own winter boots.

That reminds me, I still won't wear my winter coat. It's too bulky.
Plus, two people today have told me it's crazy to wear only a light blue sweater over my short-sleeved shirts.
For some reason, I take that as a challenge. Now I feel as if I need to wear only sweatshirts no matter how cold it gets. This won't turn out well for me, because I had the same issue with my flip flops, but I never learn
They thought I was crazy to wear those shoes in the rain and when it was freezing out. And to only wear a light jacket.
But that's okay. I will always do this type of thing.

I forget everything.

Last night, I went to bed at about 3am. I spent the next hour thinking about projects for classes and about what I want my first blog post to be about. By the time I actually fell asleep, I had a huge list of topics for blogs, and as for the projects, well, there's only so much I can accomplish while I'm trying to fall asleep.
But after a night of incredibly epic dreams (I think that in the last dream, I was a villain who was trying to destroy the planet by spraying hair spray into the air outside while it was raining, and I trapped the people who were trying to stop me, then I had to get inside but forgot I had locked the door), and rehearsal for one of my many projects that are due in the first week of December, I completely forgot the entire list.
That's just inconvenient. I could have written it down, but I was trying to fall asleep, so I chose not to.
I was also going to write one last night, but my roommate was trying to sleep, and until then, I never noticed how loud typing can be.
So, the result of that is this.