Growing up, snow days were always exciting and full of magic for me. I  remember in particular one snow day I spent with my parents and younger sister, rolling snowballs around our house until they were twice the size of me. With snow comes endless possibilities. You could always build a snowman, go sledding, have neighborhood snowball fights, and make snow angels before retreating into the warmth to drink hot chocolate and dethaw. Now, anytime it gets below freezing, I scour the internet and weather channel apps full of hope, searching for any sign of frost. The mere possibility of a snow day is exciting to me, and a gamble at times when I would rather not do my homework. The kind of weather I watch for favors procrastinators, and for this reason, it is one of my favorites. I always wake up the next morning, praying before I open my blinds, that the ground will be blanketed with thick, sparkling snow. I can only think of a handful of times when this scenario has actually worked out in my favor, and I was granted a snow day. One full day of complete laziness, for sleeping in and catching up on Netflix. These days are perfect, and my senior year has been desperately lacking in all of the above. What’s a girl gotta do to get a little frozen precipitation?

The appeal of a snow day doesn’t change from elementary to high school. But for a senior, snow days are vital to survival. They are a welcome break from studying and school work and a time to spend with friends and family. They are a time of relaxation and peace during the often chaotic and stressful years of high school. Now that I’m a senior, I also understand how productive they can be. There never seems to be enough time in the day to write scholarship and application essays, find roommates, or apply for housing. There is so much to do and so little time to do it, especially with the piles of homework assigned each week. Snow days make me feel like a kid again, like I’m not about to graduate and move away to start my own life. Many of my favorite memories occurred on a snow day, and I’m sure many more will.