“You don’t KNOW winter,” an upperclassman said, this past September, “just WAIT until February, you’re in for a shock.” Every year, upperclassmen begin their interactions with first year students by telling them that February is going to be the worst thing they’ll ever experience. Fancy buzz words like “polar vortex” and “la niña” are thrown around, and soon enough first years begin to feel the pressure of the six feet of snow that loom ahead.

But it never came.

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