The weather is extremely cold when:
Breathing out side hurts.
Washing hands in the bathroom sink at the institute is a five-minute long process because the water was so warm.
Walking to class takes twice as long due to slick (sexy) boots and cautious foot placement.
The roommates and I gather around the space heater and the oven like a fireplace.
Turning the temperature up to 50 degrees was like living in a sauna.
The giraffes on my rice bag have began to wear off.
Going outside is not an option - not even for necessities of life (party supplies).
I just have to keep reminding myself that I chose this school. I don't like the cold.
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