Take your pants off, and you will.
Well, it'll feel like 40*C. Some would argue that hypothermia isn't quite the same thing as actually being warm, but I say **** them.
Reason to frown? Transfer applications. They suck and I hate them. I have to get out of this hellhole into somewhere properly unpleasant, or at least otherwise interesting enough to hold my attention, but it just so turns out that one of the wonderful features of lecture-based college courses is that you no longer have access to professors who can assign a face to a name, much less write a passable letter of recommendation.