At the beginning of last year I was living in hell.

Or close to it.

As most of you probably know (at least those who have been around for The Shaft or personally suffered its wrath), McBain doesn’t have air conditioning. Lots of dorms don’t have air conditioning, you say? Just open the window, you say?

Easier said than done when your one window is stuck shut. Several strong gentlemen even tried to open it, too, with no luck. And because, of course, it took maintenance a while to show up, I was windowless for the hottest part of the year. I also wasn’t about to spend a crapload of money on a box fan I would only use for a couple of weeks. While I own up to that choice, the point is: It was really freaking hot.

So this year I came prepared. My room now has two windows, and between my roommate and I, we have two big box fans. So, tell me weather gods, WHY isn’t it hot?? I wore a cardigan yesterday. A CARDIGAN!

While I’m enjoying retaining the several pounds of body weight I would otherwise lose through sweat, I’m afraid this “pleasant” weather (which this Southerner considers “chilly”) has future consequences. WHICH ARE DIRE. I would much rather persevere through the heat for two weeks and have a mild winter like last year than nice weather now, only to return to the FRIGID TUNDRA in January.

My freshman year, winter ended when finals started in May. It was awful. Not again. I want my wool socks to get another year off!

I know there’s nothing we can do about it, so like what’s the point of talking about the weather, but can everyone cross their fingers for me or something?

 Katie Crane is a junior in SEAS and a lover of cardigans when it’s not supposed to be summer.