I Hate Rutgers

Would it kill them to give us a snow day? Would it?

It's not that I hate school so much. I really enjoy it, actually. It's just that I hate snow. The one redeeming feature of snow is that, sometimes, it gives you day completely free of all obligation. On those days, I do something utterly unproductive and enjoy every minute of it. My latest tradition (established last year, so not technically a tradition until it's repeated) is to spend the first snow day of every year watching Doctor Zhivago, which is a wonderful (and snow-filled) film.

But when you get snow and yet still have to meet all of the regular obligations of the day, then snow has failed to serve its only purpose. Rather than a jolly friend who joyfully announces the extended weekend, snow becomes a bitter enemy standing in your way at every step. Driving becomes a nightmare, not only because the roads are bad, but because the other drivers are awful. Getting anywhere takes you twice as long. And you can't go anywhere without getting your feet wet, which means the law school lobby is going to be a total swamp by the time I arrive.

Having snow without a snow day is like smoking marijuana without getting high. What's the fucking point?