What any television, comic book, or movie fan can tell you is this: anyone who lives in an ice-castle is a villain. Just look at Mr. Freeze, the White Witch, and the evil Ice King from “Adventure Time.” Being cold makes you mean.

Coming into school every day where, as one of my teachers has said, “penguins could just be chilling,” is unsatisfactory. It also leaves us kids in moods as cold as ice.

From September through June, this building holds only two temperatures: the heat of 10,000 burning suns and the icy arctic depths of despair.

In a month where we should be enjoying the crisp, blustery temperatures of fall, we instead are forced to endure frigid chills of winter. And that’s only indoors.

Not only does sitting in an ice box make you uncomfortable, it’s also distracting. I can’t focus on learning anything while trying to keep my body temperature above freezing. It’s just not possible.

And it’s no secret that being cold puts you in a bad mood. School is already a time-consuming task, and spending seven hours in a freezer is guaranteed to leave you feeling perturbed and outraged. But hey, it’s better than snoozing through seven periods.

On the other end of the spectrum, there are the days when the temperatures reach astronomical levels. Dressing for spring doesn’t prepare you for the fiery heat wave that hits you the minute you walk in the building.

These two extremes lead me to one question: why can’t we just meet in the middle?

Spending the fall with just the amount of heat necessary would be wonderful, while the late spring and summer require nothing but air conditioning. This seems like it should not be too hard to grasp.

This is not the fault of the administration, nor the school, as we only have air conditioning and heat for the designated amounts of the year. But because of this policy, the drastic temperatures are not about to change. Whining won’t make it go away either.

So, for now, I’ll just have to get used to learning in the Arctic Circle. At least until March, anyway.