The snow hit and is merciless. Almost blew me off my feet when I was entering Windsor Halls. Strong wind and freezing cold. Have bag pretty much packed, homework can wait until I get back Sunday afternoon. Mom will be calling when she gets to Lafayette so I can meet her downstairs. I do not want to walk to the Engineering Mall in this weather. The trip from Wetherill back here was bad enough. Oh well, part of college life I knew I would hate. -Kat- When she walks into the room They look up to see her face All the glitter falls on her And the rooms her stage Dont you think youve had enough Do their claws make sores Take my hand and come away And ill take you home I wont turn around, cant be afraid Takin you all the way back home Innocence gone, cant be the same Takin you all the way back home