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Gusty Days


So today the wind executed a full on, armed attacked. Literally. First, I tried to walk out of Stuvi, and it wouldn't let me open the door. COOL. Don't worry about me, I'm just going to stand here looking like a reTARD shoving all of my body weight against the door that is apparently glued shut. So a guy from the outside came and opened it for me. So much for women empowerment. And if that's not enough of making myself looking like an ass, the wind then blew my iced coffee out of my hand. How does this even happen?
But I am DETERMINED to get my iced coffee and drink it too, so I went back to Dunkin' and the very confused manager gave me a free one - so at least I got something out of this disaster. I don't think he believed me though, and who would?
Windy days are the worst days. Not only because my hair has more knots than a sail boat and gets stuck to my lips and all up in my mouth, but also I can't hold anything without it being gusted down Comm Ave, such as my mail. Which I had to chase through STUVI courtyard. Another ditsy moment.
And even now as I'm sitting in my room I can hear it against the window trying to come in and do the next pain in the ass thing. I had no idea Boston was such a tornado zone - or I guess hurricane? I've seen people literally get blown off their bikes, umbrellas flying away like balloons, and people knocked off their feet. Where does this come from!?
At least it's not raining. That brings a whole new bunch of rotten eggs. Such as rain burn (it exists).

Hopefully it'll calm down in the next hour I have tutoring for *sigh* statistics.

love love love,
me

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