Today

6:30 AM: Wake up. Wonder why the heck your body thought it was time to wake up and go back to sleep. Ignore the freezing draft blowing through your window. Dream of swimming in the ocean and then sitting on the warm sand when you're still wet so that sand sticks to your legs. Rinse in the ocean and repeat. 

9:14 AM: Wake up again. Look out window. Is that snow? Surly not...but, is that SNOW!!? This puts a damper on your plans to hit up H&M for a sun dress that will give you the strength to endure the cold in hope that spring will eventually come, or at least, that you'll feel the California sun in 7 weeks time. 

10 AMish: Take shower. Shave legs with new goose-bump resistant shaving cream. This is pampering. This is luxury. 

10:42 AM: Post-shower body lotion, facial moisturizer ritual, to alleviate the effects of cold air on sensitive skin. Pull on three layers, including pink pom-pom beanie, wool scarf, and industrial strength wool coat to fend off the strange frozen water that has decided to start falling from the sky again. What the heck is that? Does one use an umbrella in the snow? Can you walk in it? What do you do? Exit safety of warm building to go to Starbucks for a cinnamon roll. So far so good. The snow isn't making you to melt. 

11:20 AM: Find seat at Starbucks. Read "The Geranium," Flannery O'Conner's first short story. Feel sad as you always do after reading one of her short stories. (Why are you writing a paper on her again? Oh, that's right. Because she's freakin' awesome.) Finish cinnamon roll and leave when no longer able to tolerate annoying British girl and adorable Australian boyfriend who are sitting next to you and yakking non-stop. Well, at least, she yaks while he looks at her with a blank stare, and grunts on occasion. 

11:43 AM: Head to H&M to erase memory of stupid girl and boyfriend who had just taken a mini vacation to NYC. Hearing about the trip reminds you of the stinky rain in NYC last summer. Now you miss the stinky rain in NYC. Proceed to H&M.

12:00 PM: Arrive at H&M. Head upstairs. 

2:34 PM: Leave H&M after deliberating over purchases for over two hours. Emerge with two new dresses and new sweater. One dress is for Spain. Mini Dress. Black with multi-colored floral pattern. Shorter than you're used to wearing but walking all over the city has done your legs some good over the past 3 months. Second dress: Long, paisley, off white. Halter. You plan to wear it to a backyard BBQ. In May, or June. It will look cute with bangles and brown leather sandals. It makes you want to roll in the grass and then do the tango. You also buy a sweater with an off-center row of buttons and cowl neck. It's speckled grey. You love it. You have completely forgotten about the smell of stinky rain in NYC. And thanks to the mirrors in the H&M dressing room, you finally know what the back of your hair looks like, and you love the cut more now that you did initially. 

2:58 PM: Arrive back home. Laugh when you get into your room, look out the window and see that it has started to snow again. You return Meredith's copy of "Knocked Up." She's leaving to go see her dad who is in town for the week. This means you are completely alone on your floor until she comes back. You consider dancing in the hallway in your underwear. To Dolly Parton. Then you reconsider. What if she brings her dad back to the dorm to show him her room? Best to steer clear of this possible encounter. 

3:00 PM: Watch "How I Met Your Mother" for a while. Laugh out loud. During this next span of time you talk to friends online, figure our your class schedule for next semester, send some e-mails, and paint toe nails "Pirate" red. (AKA Chanel no. 08.) Continue to watch HIMYM, paint second coat onto toe nails. You're really good at painting your nails. Your mom taught you well. 

Around 5PMish?: You decide you need to eat something green, so you gear up to go outside again in order to go to the market. Now the sun is out and is shining into your room to taunt you. It looks warm outside, but you know it's not. Still, in order to prevent ruining your freshly painted nails by smudging them with socks, you opt for flip flops and hope your body forgives you for venturing out in 40 degrees with toes fully exposed to the elements. You get to Tesco. You buy zucchini, a bottle of water, Ritz crackers and a "Yorkie" chocolate bar. 

Evening Time: You eat chocolate bar while making a gourmet dinner of Zucchini and Chicken flavored Ramen. You love Ramen. It is delicious. You talk to your dad on Skype to discuss your upcoming travels. You talk to your mom on Skype and model your new purchases. She likes them. She also asks you if the second dress is a bridesmaid dress. You tell her that she is mean, but you think that she's hilarious, as always. You talk Modern Literature with a fellow English major on AIM, you remember how much you love Heart of Darkness. You break open your box of Ritz crackers and decide to write for a bit in the blog. 

Later: You might watch more HIMYM, or repack for Spain for the 4th time, or start reading Female Chauvinist Pigs. The night is yours (so long as you stay inside and near your radiator).