Baby It's Cold Outside

And I'm not too fond of it.

Unprepared.

There's no point in trying to deny it: this girl is spoiled. Yep, I'm talking about me.
You know what I am? I am a Southern Belle. You heard me right.

Cold? No thank you.
Wind? Yuck.
Snow? Dear Lord, what is this mess!
Cold and windy, with 10 feet of snow on the ground? This. Is. Not. Acceptable.


So of course, what was I blessed with this fine evening?
Being blown completely over on the way to work out.
Ears freezing solid on the way to get dinner.
Frostbite on my nose on the way back from dinner.
And now, the icing on the cake, the cherry on the top of the ice cream sundae (which, for the record, is unreasonably cold as well, and not appropriate for the Dining Center to be offering these winter months): Snow.

I might die. 
Seriously.
This is a completely serious face here.
I am worried for my health and well-being.
More importantly, I am worried for the sanity of my lovely roommate and the rest of my friends, who I'm sure will be patiently listening to my complaining during the coming weeks, nay, months.
Or strangling me. One or the other...

On the bright side, I suppose, the majority of our Freshman Bucket List (see photo to your right) has to do with the snow.
Y'all have to educate this Southern belle, here, ladies.

• Snow angel
• Snowman
• Sledding
• Snowball fight (though I encourage balled-up socks as a nice, warm substitute to this. Just sayin')
• Ice skating (If you want me to kill myself. Completely on accident, of course. I'm talking about the kind where I slip on some ice, hit my head, and die from blood overtaking my brain. Or crash headfirst into a tree or wall or something. It could happen. And probably would.)

Realistically, that's it, but dear lord, I am frostbitten just THINKING about it.

Remind me again why I came to school here? I mean, I love my girls to death, but seriously? This chica is not coming out of her (slightly) toasty room except for class. You can forget about the blubber I would need to put on for hibernation. Unless someone brings me the occasional meal from the dining center. 

Well, I suppose I should get some sleep before I trek through 10 feet of snow at an ungodly time of morning... 8am classes anyone?
Lord knows how I did this everyday for high school.

So everyone is allowed to make fun of the episode of Kelly's Extreme Bundling: Winter Edition, premiering tomorrow. Only at UNI.

Until then, wish me luck,

and Best Wishes.

- Kelly Bell.

P.S. Listening to the wind whistle through the Campbell courtyard. Brrrrrrrrr.......