Since its December 10th, I think it is safe to say that it is now Christmastime. My tree at school has been set up since Thanksgiving and my tree at home has yet to see the light of day. Christmas carols are floating through the air, accompanied by the scents of baked goods, pine needles and excitement. Plus, I’m pretty sure “One More Sleep Till Christmas” from the Muppet’s Christmas Carol has been dancing through my head way more than sugar plums.
The only downer to the Christmas season must be finals, right? Wrong. Well, maybe half right. Isn’t it bad enough that all final projects are due this week, papers keep resurfacing, teachers and students battle between who will tire out first and you just wanting to curl up by the Yule Log dvd with a candy cane? But I’m not talking about the finals. I’m talking about what is expected this time of year—snow days.
In the past three years, there has been at least one snow day, before Christmas break, when the finals craze is going on. My college is in New Hampshire. New Hampshire and snow go hand and hand. Whenever someone hears about New Hampshire, they associate it with cold New England weather, Canadian geese and snow (Maybe throw a moose in there for good luck, even though I’ve never seen one). It’s been raining. It’s been cold. I know I don’t do well in science, but doesn’t that make snow?
Currently, as I write this, my igoogle account is switching between 3º and 10º, because it simply cannot make up its mind, meaning one thing and one thing only—it is too cold to snow.
Now, I don’t think the weather knows this or not, but Tis the Season for Finals. And stress. And titanic workloads. And people just wanting a break. And I’m a senior and this is my last fall break, not to mention, my last few snow days ever. Would it kill the weather for a few, or thousands, of snow flakes to come this way? Just have one little nice day off where people can catch up on their work, stay in their pajamas all day, drink some hot cocoa and watch Disney movies with their friends?
Please?
Well, at least I have the 3º and/or 10º to welcome me as I march off to my last day of classes for fall semester.
Until next time…unless I freeze to death.
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