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The Snowpocalypse of 2016

One of the cons of the Snowpocalypse. Image from Shuttershock.
One of the cons of the Snowpocalypse. Image from Shuttershock.

This year, if you’re like me, you’ve been patiently waiting for snow, even if it was just a slight dusting. November went by, and then December, your dreams of snow slowly starting to become nothing but just that, a dream. I sat up late at night wishing upon that first star, praying for snow, asking the sweet heavens above for just a few snow flakes.

That’s when it happened. January came around, like it does every year, and gave us wishful snow lovers some hope. The days became colder, and my love for snow became stronger.

January 22, 2016 was the day that will be etched in my memory for the rest of my life.

The snowpocalypse was the most beautiful event I’ve ever witnessed. The snow began to fall in the early morning hours and didn’t cease until the following night. It created more than a foot of snow and made me happier than the day I graduated from high school.

The delicate precipitation covered the bare branches of the trees in my front lawn, making them whiter than the oscar nominees. The roads were covered in sleet and snow, making it impossible for me to make my daily McDonald’s run, but the breathtaking sight of the crisp, yet soft, snow was worth it. I imagined the snow singing, as it fell, “Baby, I’m worth it” and doing the naenae.

However, one of the best parts of the immense snowfall was the day school was cancelled. I remember the happiness that bubbled inside of me, releasing itself through my mouth in the form of exciting scream and chanting “It’s the best day ever!” and planning on sleeping in until at least noon. I stayed up almost all night watching murder documentaries and not feeling one ounce of guilt.

It was one of the most joyous, stunning, and life-changing experiences I’ve ever had, including the time same-sex marriage became legal. It wasn’t only beautiful to the eye but beautiful to the soul. I only hope that, one day, everyone can have the same deep emotional evolution on their soul that this Snowpocalypse had on me.

I’m so f****** stressed out

If you can’t tell by the title, I’m so F****** stressed out. I don’t even know what to do anymore. I feel every single emotion at once. Anger, frustration, sadness, adrenaline, excitement, fear, and the list goes on and on. Leaving high school, I never thought college would be this stressful. Everybody always says “Oh, college is so much better. Just wait.” Well, it looks like I’m still waiting for college to not suck as much as it does now.

There are way too many things to juggle in college. School work, home work, work work, social life, family life, trying to figure what I want to do with my life, and so on. I’m stressed out all the time and I don’t know how to turn my brain off. Attempting to do all of the stuff on my to-do list is frustrating and annoying and I wish I had someone to help me. But I realize that most of the things I need to do are things I need to do myself, things that I need to accomplish on my own. That doesn’t change the fact that I hate it and I wish it would all just stop for a little bit.

Do you feel like stress is grabbing at you? Photo from pinterest
Do you feel like stress is grabbing at you?
Photo from pinterest

Being an adult is terrifying. Who knew that having all of this responsibility for my own work and for myself would be paralyzingly stressful. High school and other experiences try and prepare for what college has to offer, but no experience can truly depict what it feels like to be in college. It feels like you’re constantly running a marathon but you don’t know what you’re running towards, what the end looks like. You just keep running and running because everybody else is. But what is the point of it all?

I’m still trying to figure out my purpose in life, why I was put on this earth. I still don’t understand why we are put through the experiences that we are and what lesson we’re supposed to learn from it. I don’t understand life or what it all means, and I probably will never find out. But what I do know is that everything does have a purpose and a meaning. College is supposed to teach us something valuable and everything happens for a reason.