Dear Michigan Weather,

I haven't gotten to know you that well yet, but from what I have experienced so far you have a very indecisive and unpredictable personality about you. I find myself constantly confused by you. I came to school at the end of August and you had a beautiful summertime vibe. The sun was shining and Ann Arbor was filled with dartying students preparing for Welcome Week. My friends warned me about you; they said you would be freezing and awful. My first impression of you was very different than what I had heard.

Classes began, and you continued to be kind and into the summertime feel. I was content with wearing cropped leggings and tank tops everyday. You would break up the sunny days with slight winds that would help with the backpack sweat for the long walks that us freshman had to endure living on the hill. October and November came and it was kind of weird you seemed to want to stay warm and never switch over to fall. Of course, I was okay with this. Even though I spent hundred of dollars on snow boots and parkas, I was fine with not taking them out of the back of my closet.

All of a sudden it was one day at the end of November, and you decided to abruptly let out all of your winter anger. The temperature dropped and we looked outside our windows in the morning to find a blanket of snow covering campus. Your snowy emotions continued for days, never wanting to let up. Finally, we took our parkas and snow boots out of the closets and trudged to class and the dinning halls each day. The temperatures dropped so low, we couldn't make it to class without our legs and faces going numb.

To our surprise, you got over this freezing emotion pretty quickly and the snow disappeared. I heard you would stay cold-hearted until April? Oh well, it's still technically winter now, yet you've eased up and brought us sunny days of 60 degree weather lately. I hope you continue this moderate weather of yours, because we sure do like it.

Sincerely,

Not From Michigan