Today. The university of Arizona is a desert tundra. I cannot feel my hands and fear that at some point, I will slip on black ice aka ice on pavement. Typically, I enjoy this weather, but today not so much. This weekend me and my sorority sister posse are travelling to phoenix for FBR and have been planning for sunny skies, sundresses, and sandals.
I did not want to come to UA because it was such an inferno, but today I am happy that I ventured to this desert oasis. I feel that my appearance might have significantly changed if I had gone to school in the mid west or the east.
At this moment, I do not want to eat my usual AZ meal of a salad or some other light item, I personally would like a hamburger, macaroni and cheese, and tater tots lathered in melted cheese.
This is why I am thankful that I go to school in the desert.