Yes, this article is just an extended answer to “so… weather’s been crazy lately right!”
No. I am not desperate for article ideas.
Before I committed to Stevens, I wish someone had warned me about how horrible the weather is. It might just be a “me thing” because sometimes I see people in T-shirts. Meanwhile, I’m covered in layers of clothes, sweaters, and a thick jacket. The view may be incredible, but the Hudson is actually evil. The wind is so bad my weather app is telling me that Hoboken “feels like 18 degrees.” Walking to UCC has become pure torture at this point. It’s probably just an incline of about five degrees, but it feels like climbing a mountain. I did not ask to climb Mount Everest to pick up my Yellas order.
Once, it was snowing before I had to get to my physics class. I actually debated skipping just to not endure the two minute walk and stay in the comfort of the library. Speaking of comfortable places to study in the cold: the bridge between Gateway North and South. The benches have heaters on them. It’s incredible. Instead of rubbing my hands together for warmth like a caveman I can just put them on top of the heaters.
Because I’m apparently cold-blooded, I have gotten sick two times this semester. The first time I was blessed with the flu, I fell behind in all my classes. I also ended up being allergic to my medication and broke into hives. The second time was a lot less dramatic and just the common cold.
If I had to blame one person, it would be public transportation. NJ Transit needs to lock in and give me accurate bus schedules. You may think taking an 8 minute bus ride for a 15 minute walk is absurd and you’re probably right. I unfortunately cherish those few moments of warmth way too much. However, I do not appreciate having to wait 20 minutes after I expected my bus to show up.
To combat the cold, I’ve started to layer up even more than before. I probably could have avoided being sick by starting with this in the first place. It’s just semi-embarrassing to be the only person in a puffer coat in a class of sweaters.
Good luck with your finals, and please layer up. I learned the hard way that being the only person in my class coughing is a lot worse than carrying a jacket.
