As I’m typing this, it is -18 degrees Celsius here.
I shit you not.
Yesssss -18 degrees Celsius!
OMGAWWDDD it is so damn COLD!
Like, can’t-touch-my-ears-because-it-hurts-so-bad Cold.
Like, I-have-trouble-walking-because-my-toes-have-completely-lost-feeling Cold.
Like, it-hurts-to-breathe-the-icy-cold-air-so-I-have-to-take-small-breaths Cold.
Like, I-am-wearing-thermals-and-sweater-and-shirt-and-downjacket-and-FCUK-I’m-still-cold!- Cold.
But most of all, like, Dammit-nothing-is-worth-this-not-even-a-good-education Cold!
Like, kill-me-and-end-my-misery Cold. =(
-18 degrees whattheheck. Somemore got windchill okay!
Ohhh the Wind. Ooooooooooooooooohhhh the damn Wind! – is killin’ me!
I’ve never experienced this sort of temperature in my entire 18 years of living on this earth.
I mean, you can actually hear crackling sounds when you walk on the grass because it’s frozen.
I miss the warmth. Eh wait, how does being warm feel like again?
Come to think of it, I haven’t sweated in such a long, long time.
I miss sweating.
I miss wearing one layer of clothing.
I miss not looking like a fully-stuffed dumpling when I go out.
I miss being not-cold.