I am going to share this funny story of mine. I come from Albania. I was raised in the capital city of Albania, Tirana. A place where the climate is warm. It does not really snow. Actually i really never remember building a snowman. I finished high school with pretty good results and i thought to do something different with my life. I decided to move to NYC to finish my college. I came here at 01/08/2015. The first snow in NY happened the next day. I was pretty excited obviously, because it was something totally new to me. Snow was only something i had seen on movie theaters. I went outside, with a big childish smile on my face, and started playing with the snow. I got tons of pictures, i built a snowman, did a snow-angel, cleaned the snow from the sidewalk. It was fun. The next day the snow still kept falling. I still went out playing with the snow and having fun. This happened every day for the next week. Then i started realizing that snow was not that fun. Actually now i think that snow sucks. The date is 3/21/2015 and it is still snowing. Alright winter, that is enough. It is not fun anymore.
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