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There's been a snow storm all around the Northern states these past few weeks which makes for very jerky maneuvering into the city. Kudos to my father for driving us in for a day of fun and relaxation at Nintendo World which has also be dubbed the two story building most known for both adorableness and piles of rampaging children who are most likely 20% water and 80% pure dopamine.
Our visit was criminally short but we were hoping to get back before nightfall. And because Winter's idea of nightfall is pretty much first thing in the morning (I exaggerate. But it sure feels like the most schizophrenic sun cycle known to Man. Unless you're in Alaska. That's a completely different hell in a hand-basket there) we had to jimmy in and jimmy out faster than Mario could say air quote whoo-hoo.
To make matters worse, Atlanta, Georgia's utter lack of survival instinct in midst of the slightest sign of unfortunate weather (ie. GREY SKIES) results in a host of complications for me and too much unneeded stress for continental airline companies (which only increases the chance of a horribly dramatic increase in my blood pressure). Two of my booked flights have already been canceled as Atlanta is seemingly preparing itself for the four horsemen of the apocalypse and not what the Weather Channel has been calling "freezing rain" for the past 48 hours.
Sometimes I think I should have been more careful about my choice of college location. Given another chance, I would probably only choose Atlanta again only if the schooling fees were severely budgeted. And if they threw in a few goodies like a higher percentage of getting better grades coupled with less stress. And cake. And Australia.
If you told me I really need to stop bitching about school, I'll tell you that I will the moment it stops kicking me in the balls. Every new start to a semester gets me unnerved somewhat as if I'm being stalked by the unknown horror that Stephen King has been writing about over and over again since 1975.
To sum up on a lighter note, due to all this frustration and incompetence, I have the first day of school canceled which gives me a good excuse to sit here and conjure up as many stupidly witty things to type as possible without sounding completely wasted. Enjoy it while it lasts; this is whining at its cutest.
(A fandom post is due soon. That'd be loads more entertaining, promise}
Our visit was criminally short but we were hoping to get back before nightfall. And because Winter's idea of nightfall is pretty much first thing in the morning (I exaggerate. But it sure feels like the most schizophrenic sun cycle known to Man. Unless you're in Alaska. That's a completely different hell in a hand-basket there) we had to jimmy in and jimmy out faster than Mario could say air quote whoo-hoo.
To make matters worse, Atlanta, Georgia's utter lack of survival instinct in midst of the slightest sign of unfortunate weather (ie. GREY SKIES) results in a host of complications for me and too much unneeded stress for continental airline companies (which only increases the chance of a horribly dramatic increase in my blood pressure). Two of my booked flights have already been canceled as Atlanta is seemingly preparing itself for the four horsemen of the apocalypse and not what the Weather Channel has been calling "freezing rain" for the past 48 hours.
Sometimes I think I should have been more careful about my choice of college location. Given another chance, I would probably only choose Atlanta again only if the schooling fees were severely budgeted. And if they threw in a few goodies like a higher percentage of getting better grades coupled with less stress. And cake. And Australia.
If you told me I really need to stop bitching about school, I'll tell you that I will the moment it stops kicking me in the balls. Every new start to a semester gets me unnerved somewhat as if I'm being stalked by the unknown horror that Stephen King has been writing about over and over again since 1975.
To sum up on a lighter note, due to all this frustration and incompetence, I have the first day of school canceled which gives me a good excuse to sit here and conjure up as many stupidly witty things to type as possible without sounding completely wasted. Enjoy it while it lasts; this is whining at its cutest.
(A fandom post is due soon. That'd be loads more entertaining, promise}