almost a year ago today, i experienced my first montreal snow fall. of course, in true university fuck-work-anything-is-cause-for-celebration fashion, my friends and i proceeded to down bottles of 8 dollar white wine, dance to cheesy music, and those of us with the highest sense of adventure (coincidentally it was the same people who had consumed the most wine) risked hypothermia and went outside to build snowmen. six months later, my SAD in full swing, i couldn't have hated montreal winters more - i was tired of having a permanently bruised tailbone from one too many wipeouts on the way to class (followed every time by a silent cursing to the gods for the fact that there were no montreal by-laws enforcing sidewalk shoveling), staticky hair, and wearing winter coats that somehow make anyone look ridiculous. that being said, i never thought i'd see the day when i was actually WAITING for it to snow, but...here i am. if we're going to have sub-zero weather, mother nature may as well give us some snow sooner or later, no? i think i have this picture to blame for the fact that i have begun romanticizing my least favourite season of the year, but it's so darned PRETTY, how could you not get excited for snow?
until then, i'm going to keep up my winter habits that i've only recently begun: drinking copious amounts of hot chocolate, reveling in the tacky-yet-endearing christmas decorations at department stores, and listening to "ice skating" from the charlie brown soundtrack on OCD repeat. i mean...it couldn't hurt, right?
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