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I am so cold...

Mon Nov 5, 2007, 6:08 PM
  • Mood: Stumped
  • Listening to: An End Has A Start by Editors
  • Reading: My Planner which is now my god!
  • Eating: Chocolate covered raisins
  • Drinking: Water
I am so cold right now. I think it's just listening to the wind howling outside that's making it seem colder then it is. The weather is so messed up too. Today it was sunny, then rainy, then it started to sleet and then it started to snow and then...it got sunny again? What? But it is November so I shouldn't expect anything less. Still, it would be nice if we got atleast one more 70 degree day. Sadly that probably won't happen *le sigh*. I just hope there isn't a blizzard. I do not want to walk to class in a blizzard. Or any weather below zero. Stupid winterish weather -.-.

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:iconnilfthewoox:
Hmm. We had weird weather here today too. It was like, good morning, cloudy... then hello sun... then AHH DRIVING RAIN IN FACE!! then sunny... then... what the hail?? Then snow-esque white stuff from the sky. Which is still sort of coming down every now and then. And wind alllllll the time.

And French. Yuck.

It's probably colder up there than here though.

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Woo!
:iconmetroboy:
If it's any consolation, it's as bad here... I don't feel the cold so much, but I'm still aware of it

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'Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought' - Percy Bysshe Shelley (from 'To a Skylark' )

'As long as humans roam its surface, the Earth will never truly be at peace'

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:icondaughterofthewind:
It's been better. Got up to 40! I'm still not going to make it through the winter. I don't do well with cold.

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Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself....

Each day has enough trouble of its own...

~Matthew 6:34
:iconmetroboy:
I don't do well with heat!

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'Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought' - Percy Bysshe Shelley (from 'To a Skylark' )

'As long as humans roam its surface, the Earth will never truly be at peace'

'Awl my spelling misteaks arr typoes, honist'

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