This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Bryant chapter.
When Juno hit we were so happy to not have school
Rolling around the frozen pond like
Skating to Salmo like
Or not leaving our rooms at all
Then it snowed again, and again, and again, while it got colder and colder
So cold that we have been waddling to class
And trudging through snow, which feels more like mashed potatoes
All the way to the info desk to surrender your ID for a shovel
To shovel out our cars
Only for it to snow again
Needless to say, we are really tired of this arctic tundra
Bye winter