BY JENNIFER ADAMS

Believe it or not, summer will be coming in a few months. As much as you may hate the winter weather now, your attitude toward the cold months is guaranteed to change once you experience a day like this.

It's the middle of July, and you have no plans for the day. However, you wake up at 5 a.m. The reason is simple ‑ the air conditioner has broken down, and the room is hot. You sleepily stagger over to the windows, open them, and return to your bed. You can't get back to sleep because of the heat, so you turn on your radio. The wise‑guy D.J. is playing "White Christmas." Off the radio goes. After dressing in the least amount of clothes decency (or your parents will allow), you spend the morning collapsed on the family room couch fanning yourself while watching game shows.

For the afternoon you decide to go swimming at Rand Park. Unfortunately, half the town has the same idea. The pool is packed like sardines, but you manage to devise a way to dunk your whole body without crashing into three people. Off the diving board you go, and as you break the surface, you hear a whistle blow ‑ time to get out for rest period. You decide to go home, as you can sweat as well there.

However, you soon find you have a bigger problem. You've just bought a soft drink; and as you look around, you discover that your mode of transportation has been stolen. You end up walking home through the downtown area barefoot.

Trudge, trudge, trudge. You're nowhere near home, and you are ready to give everything up and die in the middle of the sidewalk. Approaching a travel agency, the brightly covered posters attract you. You enter and fall into a heap of people waiting. Strangely enough, they all have the same request ‑"When can I get out of here to some place cold ‑ like Antarctica?"