February, I hate you.

Until of course, you bring 47 degrees of gorgeous weather to painfully cold and snowy State College.

This past weekend, I woke up to clear blue skies and sunshine. And students running around outside instead of crowding inside the White Building.

And frisbees and T-shirts and popsicles and lemonade and barbeques and pools and beaches ... almost.

Ah, summer. I feel it in the air. I feel it in the 47-degree-I'm-melting-all-the-leftover-snow air.

It brings a tear to my eye.

OK, so maybe I get a little carried away. Forty-seven degrees is hardly summer weather, but compared to the chilling temperatures we've been enduring, it's paradise. And everywhere around town last weekend, people were taking advantage of it.

So I put on flip-flops and sunglasses and meandered down College Avenue for a few hours.

And I realized something was different. People were ... smiling.

Our entire city, our bustling mini-metropolis gets a huge facelift when the winter weather backs off. People seem to remember what it feels like to live again. The regular NorthFace attire is stripped, and all of a sudden, people start holding doors open for each other.

It's like a complete reform of consciousness.

In my freshman biology class we learned that sunlight actually has a biological effect on the body. All the melatonin -- the bad stuff that makes us depressed -- is turned to seratonin -- the good stuff that makes us happy -- or something like that.

And the result of all these chemical changes?

A happier, healthier student body. A student body that is less depressed by exams and early morning classes. A student body that ventures out of its residences for more than mandatory classes.

Let's hear it for vitamin D.

After the depression emanating from disappointments in both Penn State football, and recently, Pennsylvania football, these past couple of days have worked to revitalize the attitudes of students toward both school and state.

As I was walking across campus Monday humming "Summer Breeze," birds were chirping.

The light glinted off the windows of the HUB, and I thought to myself,

"HUB, you are so beautiful. Old Main, you are so regal. Downtown, you are so ... so quaint."

Warm weather makes me fall in love with Penn State all over again.

With that said, wouldn't it be great if the weather -- and general attitude of campus -- was like this all the time?

I vote we should move the entire Penn State campus to a warmer state.

Being a native Pennsylvanian, I've never quite understood the appeal of a state that has cold weather and frozen precipitation. Why the hell did my parents move me here?

Plus, we are home to the very groundhog that called for six more weeks of winter.

Well, groundhog, what do you have to say now? Get back in your hole and hibernate.

In fact, the entire northeast part of the country sucks. Why would any of us choose to live in a place where the weather is freezing for the majority of the year?

Fact of nature: Biologically, we all crave warmth.

So we should all just migrate to the equator or something.

Or we just need to hold our breath and hope for an early spring. Hopefully we have already hit winter's bottom and are on our way up.

Because I think we can agree Penn State looks so much cuter dressed up in spring.