in like a lion

Coz when it's always winter, but never Christmas,
It seems this curse just can't be lifted

I never thought that I would be able to physically relate to the Relient K song, speaking as a native Georgian who has been spoiled by fickle seasons. I never thought I liked the inconsistencies of 60 degree Januaries....until this year. Never have I ever seen Georgia so resolute in its frigidity! Three snowfalls?!?! I have heard about it before, but I never thought it was possible to experience snow on the ground more than once a year, for more than a day at a time. I took the sporadic summer-y days for granted, even wished them away in the hopes of experiencing a legitimate and consistent winter season. Now that my complaint was filed and processed by Mother Nature, I wish that they had a return policy on requests for greener grass.

This sucks.

It stinks especially since, as the South gets the hang of these colder days, there is no hope for respite in the particular form of snow days at Tech. As we trudge along in the freezing water I am embittered.

Make it stop, God! Warm me up, thaw this world out.



And then I wonder, as I pray this prayer....am I even talking about the weather anymore?


But deep inside our hearts we know
That you are here and we will not lose hope