With forecasts calling for anywhere between 15 and 30 centimetres of snow over the next 36 hours, along with heavy winds and freezing rain, and the possibility of 10 millimetres of ice, I can understand why so many of them climb the clock tower.

I also had my English Lit exam today. Yowza my Yowza!!! All the parts I was worried about went great, and everything I expected to go smoothly, didn't. I ended up changing the thesis for my essay twice, and perhaps my greatest exam moment....I wrote about 3 paragraphs on daily American life from one of the writer's perspective. It was not until I finished the question that I realized that I had provided examples for the opposite argument. So instead of re-writing my entire question, I simply scratched out "This generalization is false," to "This generalization is true. It also didn't help that I kept talking to the teacher about how MGM was formed and why Victor Fleming was a douchebag. Plus, yes there's a plus, I was sitted right near the front, next to the INFURNACE as we call it. In this weather, I was actually sweating. A drop of sweat actually landed on my paper, and made Gatsby look like "Cosby." But who doesn't remember that classic F. Scott Fitzgerald novel about the materialistic ideals of pudding in the Jazz era?