I Hate Springtime
I hate the Spring. I also hate how people in the northeast have crazy seasonal amnesia but thats a post for another day.
This is how spring usually goes: We get a couple of unseasonably warm days towards the end of winter and people think winter is over. This usually happens towards the end of February or early March. Spring doesn’t even officially start till late March so this is just stupid to begin with. Then comes the rain. Weeks and weeks of rain. And people are like “when is spring gonna get here?” Newsflash! This is spring. Its crappy every year. Its cold and cloudy and drizzly and sometimes it snows. Sure, in some places spring is delightful. The weather is temperate and breezy, the sun shines and the world bursts into bloom and the beauty of the bounty of nature brings a tear to your dumb, sentimental eyes. But if you’ve been in this region for more than a year, you should know better.
So eff the spring. I hate rain because it makes people use umbrellas. I hate cloudy days because they make me drowsy and moody and give me headaches. But most of all i hate listening to you complain about the weather as if you are so surprised that it’s crappy.