February 25, 2015
by Leanna Ginsburg
It’s the day before the big storm. Everyone sits anxiously awaiting the sound of their phone signaling to them that they have received an email. Not just any email. The email.
The morning passes a little too smoothly with just a few snowflakes harmlessly floating in the air. This isn’t enough to signal the email. There must be more coming…
By the afternoon the sky has grown darker and the temperature is dropping. The snow is turning into ice. It must be coming soon.
At 6pm the phones ping and everybody scrambles to check- it’s the email.
All campus activities and classes cancelled for tomorrow.
NO MUSIC THEORY TOMORROW! I CAN STAY UP ALL NIGHT AND IT DOESN’T MATTER BECAUSE I DON’T HAVE CLASS TOMORROW! I’M FREE! THE NIGHT IS MY OYSTER!
What am I going to do? I could read my new book! I could start a blog! I could go meet up with my friends in the Olde! I could workout! I could call my mom! …I think I’ll watch TV.
The next morning nobody wakes up before noon. If you do, you should stay very quiet and not let anyone know you woke up early on your snow day. Like who does that?
After waking up at noon, it’s time to eat an extravagant breakfast made up of everything that you can possibly make for breakfast from your fridge. Eggs, bacon, hot sauce, croissants…whatever it is that college kids have in the fridge.
Suddenly it’s 2 o’clock and everyone realizes that their snow day is almost over! AH! There was barely enough snow for them to cancel classes today (good thing they canceled everything the day before the storm hit) so there is no way classes will also be canceled tomorrow. Tomorrow is back to reality. I must make the most of this day. This day must be special.
There are people outside building snow forts and snowmen- even if I don’t build a fort I could at least Instagram someone else’s.
After carefully choosing filters and edits, it’s time to wait for the likes. I could go next door and jam with my music friends in the meantime.
It’s getting dark now and it’s time to realize that the normal schedule will resume tomorrow. This night is not my oyster. I must go to bed so that I can wake up for my 8:30am class tomorrow. The best part of it all? There’s more snow in the forecast!