Last weekend, a massive snowstorm hit the East Coast. We caught about a foot of it, and it was a damn good time. I had so many snowball fights on that Saturday night, and ended up getting massive bruises on my legs because of it...but it was so worth it. After the snow storm, we had really warm weather, and now all of the snow has melted away. But it was fun for the weekend =D.




My very first snow angel. Beautiful. I know.



Sunday morning. View from my apartment. If you look closely, you can see the bike racks are almost completley buried in snow.



View from my apartment.



Tharrison making the first tracks out of our apartment in the morning.



Tharrison walking against the snow that's still falling. Haha, I think he's holding up a sleeping bag behind his back.



So no one wants to go out of the apartment on Sunday morning to get food. But no place is delivering EXCEPT Golden China. We agreed that it was the Asian work ethic. This is a picture of the Golden China lady that walked through the snow into all of the apartment buildings and the individual units to give everyone a menu. Delivery was free too. I love Asian people.



There she is trekking through the snow.



Still going...



Monday morning. My walk up campus to class. I love how the trees look when they're decorated with snow.



Outside my religion prof's house.



The duck pond



Oh damn...



Cricket field covered in snow.



Hahahaha. I love this sign. The speed limit is so random.



JoeChai put me in a garbage can last weekend. It's because he knows he can't win in a good-old fashioned snowball fight, and he has to resort to other means in order to "win." These old senior guys can't outlast me. I would dominate, and they would crap out after a couple minutes. I wish it would snow again so I could have another snowball fight. And I didn't get to go traying at Bryn Mawr either. Oh well, next time.

It's hella cold now. And since there's no snow, it just sucks. Brrrrrr.

Church tomorrow morning. I really love going to my church.

I've just discovered granola. IT'S SO GOOD.

I've also been introduced to the yummy goodness that is Frosted Mini Wheats. Much love to Nalynn for that. I'm addicted now.

East Coast is weird. They don't have Dreyers; they have Edie's. Which is the exact same thing as Dreyer's...just with a different name. And they call Otterpops "icepops." LAME. And Jamba Juice is practically nonexistent. But I'm weird too, and I still love it here =].

Spring Break in two weeks.