“Frailty, Thy Name is October”

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“Frailty, Thy Name is October”

Rain, rain, where art thou?

Rain, rain, where art thou?

Rain, rain, where art thou?

Rain, rain, where art thou?

Emily Rose Wieman, Editor

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October. This is the month when suddenly the weather decides to have a rebellious phase and not make up its mind. Will it be hot? Will it be cold? The world many never know until it’s the minute before an event, and what you thought was going to be a nice day in the high eighties, has suddenly dropped down to the frigid temperature of fifty-five so you’re left to suffer in horrible agony in the cold in Nike shorts. What are we as people supposed to do? We have no control over this beast of nature, this ruthless dictator. Basically now my entire life is checking the weather. I have not one, not two, but THREE weather apps on my phone for maximum proficiency, so that I may not fall victim to this season as many others have. So while you go about your lives making plans doing things, always remember that October weather is not a victimless crime.

 

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