Upon reaching my house, I immediately checked my ears whether it was still there. It was there, thankfully, it was a little red, but it wasn't frostbitten.
And yesterday, I had to go to school. And since it was -21 Celsius with a wind chill, I just wrapped my whole body with a coat and a hat. Forget the hair gel, it'll get ruined by my hat anyway. I'd rather be warm than have an awesome hairstyle and freeze.
Still, when I was walking, I felt like the hairs inside my nose were stiff and frozen. You know, you breathe, and somehow, it feels different. Somehow it feels like there's a grill there that the air is passing through, that is a little more inflexible than is usual.
Oh Buffalo, it is times like these that I wish I were still in a warm place. Mexico City would be nice, since it is not so hot like the Philippines, and there is actually a nice fluctuation of temperatures during the day; it's cool in the morning, and hot in the afternoon. Good thing that I won't be in Buffalo for long; my adviser thinks that I am set to graduate in mid-2012. So I looked where I should go next. Somehow, the weather is starting to be a big constraint. But then I am pretty sure I'll be able to rationalize it in my head, if for example there's a position in Montreal that is offered to me.
Oh well, we'll see.