What a crazy weather this is! Friday morning, March 7, 2008 was sunny and warm until 10-ish. Then suddenly a storm started to dump the snow on the city of Kent.
We were scared on our way to the Islamic Community Center for the Friday prayer. Everything was white and did not know how the van driver knew he was “on the road.”
Saturday morning was even worse. The city was buried under more than 20 inches of snow. Yet, I had to go to The Student Center to participate in “Read across America” activity because we had received no canceling email from the people in charge. I had a quick small breakfast because I usually got up late as I often times stayed up late at night. I was the only creature at the bus stop and the place looked creepy like a deserted haunted city. I waited for more than half an hour but there was no sign of any bus coming. I was covered with snow all over like the trees around me before I decided to go back home. I was not “singin in the rain” but trembling and as wet as a chick out of a pail of water. Once on the lift up to my room, my Moroccan friend Abdesalam called me on my cell phone to tell me that the activity had been cancelled. Too much hustle and trouble for nothing.
Back in my hibernaculum, the TV which I had forgotten in my hurry to catch the bus was blaring across the room. It announced that Daylight Saving Time would begin the next day, March 9, 2008 and that people should set their clocks one hour ahead. D*****. It would deprive me of 60 minutes of sleep and the internships would start soon in Lakewood, one hour drive from Kent. This meant at least 60 more minutes of sleep deprivation. I thought of how sleepy, drowsy, tired and irritable I’d be most of the time because I am a late-sleeper and it’s hard to change.
Does this DST really save energy? No economist, or newspaper article or TV report has, so far, convinced me that it does so. It should be called Daytime Somnolence Torture instead.
We were scared on our way to the Islamic Community Center for the Friday prayer. Everything was white and did not know how the van driver knew he was “on the road.”
Saturday morning was even worse. The city was buried under more than 20 inches of snow. Yet, I had to go to The Student Center to participate in “Read across America” activity because we had received no canceling email from the people in charge. I had a quick small breakfast because I usually got up late as I often times stayed up late at night. I was the only creature at the bus stop and the place looked creepy like a deserted haunted city. I waited for more than half an hour but there was no sign of any bus coming. I was covered with snow all over like the trees around me before I decided to go back home. I was not “singin in the rain” but trembling and as wet as a chick out of a pail of water. Once on the lift up to my room, my Moroccan friend Abdesalam called me on my cell phone to tell me that the activity had been cancelled. Too much hustle and trouble for nothing.
Back in my hibernaculum, the TV which I had forgotten in my hurry to catch the bus was blaring across the room. It announced that Daylight Saving Time would begin the next day, March 9, 2008 and that people should set their clocks one hour ahead. D*****. It would deprive me of 60 minutes of sleep and the internships would start soon in Lakewood, one hour drive from Kent. This meant at least 60 more minutes of sleep deprivation. I thought of how sleepy, drowsy, tired and irritable I’d be most of the time because I am a late-sleeper and it’s hard to change.
Does this DST really save energy? No economist, or newspaper article or TV report has, so far, convinced me that it does so. It should be called Daytime Somnolence Torture instead.
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