This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Harvard chapter.
When I said I wanted a February of nothing but Grey, I wasn’t talking about the sky. Though, apparently that’s what I got. This weather has me feeling fifty shades of sad and one-hundred shades desperate for sunlight, because–let’s be real–I’m about two-hundred shades lighter with my makeup at this point.
I’m sure I would be able to tolerate this weather if I had a nice Audi whip to drive around in or a handsome Christian Grey to snuggle up to, but alas! being the college student I am, I walk everywhere step by frozen step, and I curl up with my books, or rather pass out… in the vicinity of books… in the library.