Snow day!

Apparently three to six inches of snow is enough to close the uni, and warrants headlines such as, "BLIZZARD HITS LONDON!" I am not complaining about the canceled classes- I liked my extra sleep- but honestly, just because it's more snow than you're used to does not make it a blizzard.

I went to go to my nine am, but there was a sign on the door of the building saying that "THE 9AM LECTURE IS CANCELED." THE 9AM? As in yours? Or mine? Or all of them? I was confused, so I asked someone nearby, and he said they were all canceled. I turned around, pumped my fists and said "back to bed!" Then I realized I should turn in my problem set for Diff Eq, so trekked across campus to do that. I ran into USC Kevin, who had just done the same, and convinced him to walk back (he was like ten feet away from the building) with me to drop off my set, so then we could go all the way back across campus again. On our way across the quad, we passed a professor who told us a tale of free coffee in the Curve, so we went to invetigate. Alas, after telling us there was going to be free coffee, and waiting twenty minutes, we discovered we had been deceived, and that the free coffee was indeed just a tale. Also, the snowmen from last night were long gone.

I went back to bed for a couple hours, my friends kept texting to see if I was going to go sledding with them. I really wanted to, but I stuck to my guns and got some much-needed rest, but invited them over for hot cocoa after. Some hot cocoa and brownies later, it was decided we'd go to Westminster and take snowy photos... so much fun! There were snowmen everywhere, some set up for convenient photographs with Parliament in the background, and people were having snowball fights all over. Actually, campus was even crazier- it looked like gang wars, I was watching out my window as EVERYONE wandered around with snowballs in hand, just in case, and then people would sporadically break out into mad chases. Vanessa and Caitlin had to dodge out of the way of two dozen people chasing a solitary other, pelting the unfortunate soul with snowballs all the way. Open windows were also a favoured target.

At any rate, there were huge delays heading back to campus; one train was supposed to terminate at Tower Hill, but then it decided to take us to Aldgate East, but then the buses weren't running and the Tube wasn't going to get us any further since the snow broke it hardcore; so we ended up walking a good long while in the cold (another three stops on the Tube, really) and on the packed down snow. My throat was not happy with me by the time we got back to campus, and I was sad that the Maths building was locked so I couldn't turn my Actuarial problem set in (which I had finished in the Tube on the way to Westminster).

Now I've chugged an entire litre of OJ and still feel pretty crappy, so I'm thinking I'm going to go to bed, and hope that the rumors of uni being closed tomorrow as well prove to be true!