I can't believe I'm saying this, especially since there's only maybe 3 or 4 inches of snow on the ground. But enough is enough. It's too much and it needs to end. Or else someone needs to give everyone in Dublin a shovel and instruct them on its proper usage. It's difficult to go anywhere because you're literally walking on a 3-inch thick sheet of ice. And they keep closing the library and the 24 hour reading room so I can't do my work. Plus it's distracting. It's bad enough that the sun sets around 3:30. Everything has gone far enough. Now stop, sky, stop. I took my pictures and Centra doesn't have hot chocolate. And I'm destroying my sneakers.
End it.
Regards,
Rachel
Seriously, this is the only the second time in my life I've disliked snow. Thanks Ireland.
Here are some pictures from that time before this emotion developed:
From St. Stephen's Green
From Campus
It's not real snow anyway. A lot of it is hail, so the snow looks like weird packing styrofoam.
Then today in the library, I took pictures and video instead of doing my work. This represents my distraction and mostly misdirected anger since I just really don't want to have to deal with my history class. In addition to the assignment that is going painfully slowly, I just found out I have another essay to do. Not fun.
Yes, I also took video footage of the snow. That's how bored and ineffective I was.
A post on Barcelona is coming, I just want to wait until I'm in a better mood.
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