Windstorm!

Apparently this is the strongest windstorm that Wheaton has seen in years. Go figure- we're in the Windy City and people are taking cover at thefirst signs of Fall weather.

Personally- I am loving it. Don't get me wrong, the summer weather has been a treat. Not very often do you you find yourself waking up to 75 degree weather in October (especially in Chicago). The downfall, however, is that the AC in the dorms have been turned off for a month. I'm fairly fed up with sweating- constantly- and waking up to the suffocatingly hot temperature of 100

defreakingrees. My roommate, Elise, and I have been dyyyyyyiiiiiinnnnnngggggg for weeks.

So this delightful breeze is more than welcome at the moment. The whole day I have been basking in the gloomy, overcast clouds, the random rain storms, the beautiful leaves that fly through the air and hit me in the face.

Oh you think i'm kidding? Nah man. I'm for realz. I love it. I literally have been watching the skies for Mary Poppins all day. Nothing makes this week of midterms, papers, RA applications, and elementary students who can not for the life of them remember that 10-6

=4 better than imagining Julie Andrew swooping down and scooping me up. We could float away from everything and linger over campus, dropping water balloons on unsuspecting students and giggling at the Wheaton Wierdos. We sing away our stress and how our problems melt away with just a spoonful of sugar.

Instead this is me---->a hot mess holding on by the threads. hair turned into a rat nest of tangles, leaves stuck to her face, and mud covering her shoes.

But a girl can hope- right?