*ice*
Just for the record, my complaint of cold is not just me being wussy; by Arizona standards at least, it really is motherfucking cold.
I couldn't make it across my very small campus without my fingers turning into gnarled claws of frigid pain, and I was on my way to my 7:10 class when my mom called to ask if I would be warm enough coming home.
In class, everyone agreed when I complained of the temperature, and then one of my classmates looked at me and said, with deep sympathy, "Oh, and you're on a bike..." "Do you want a ride home?" asked another classmate.
So, yeah! It actually is as cold as I claim! XD
(Also for the record, I'll probably lay off on the cussing after finals. While I'm in the Gauntlet, swearing is therapeutic. XD)
I couldn't make it across my very small campus without my fingers turning into gnarled claws of frigid pain, and I was on my way to my 7:10 class when my mom called to ask if I would be warm enough coming home.
In class, everyone agreed when I complained of the temperature, and then one of my classmates looked at me and said, with deep sympathy, "Oh, and you're on a bike..." "Do you want a ride home?" asked another classmate.
So, yeah! It actually is as cold as I claim! XD
(Also for the record, I'll probably lay off on the cussing after finals. While I'm in the Gauntlet, swearing is therapeutic. XD)
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