One of the best parts of university is a marvellous random holiday that occurs most likely due to a lack of proper snow removal equipment. Last year, we had a "weekly Wednesday snowstorm" which basically meant that classes were cancelled each week for a good chunk of the Winter term. Now, in Edmonton, where I grew up, there are no snow days. If it's forty-five below and snowing hard, you'd better be at school anyway. However, I have to say that I appreciate this small Haligonian difference (yes, that is actually what people from Halifax are called despite the fact that the word sounds vaguely like a species of caveman). Snow days are wonderful, and I have to say that I'm disappointed in Halifax for having a monsoon in December when there's been snow in Edmonton on and off since September.
Anyway, point being, it's exam season and I just have to survive one and a half more days, but in that time I have a big exam and a big essay due, so I can certainly dream of a little bit of snow-induced hermitage.
If tomorrow was a snow day (and my work/exams magically disappeared), I would:
1. Probably cry of happiness.
2. Lay in bed for hours with my blinds up so that I could watch the snow falling outside in my neighbour's beautiful garden.
3. Make myself hot chocolate and stay in pajamas all day (in addition to fuzzy socks and a fuzzy blanket).
4. Make cookies. (Christmas shortbreads, anyone?)
5. Blast Christmas music in my room and just feel warm and content as I forced myself into the Christmas spirit.
Alright, this is a bit of a short one, but duty calls! I wish everyone a winter plentiful in snow days!
-Laura
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