These are the darkest days. When 6pm feels and looks like midnight. When you actually have to check the weather every morning because you never know how cold it is, whether it’s raining, or whether it’s going to rain. The only thing you can be sure of is that you won’t look cute in your puffy jackets and bulky boots, in anything that remotely serves to keep you warm. It’s Winter. And it isn’t pretty. No matter how many baby seals died to make your northface you aren’t as cute as you could be and you probably don’t feel as cute as you want to, especially in the beginning of the spring semester. This is the time when you’re supposed to show off how many cookies you didn’t eat over break and how many sweet new springy clothes you got for Christmas and yet, you can’t because the Durham winter threatens to freeze you to death. Winter was cool during the holidays but once school starts up again winter is just a miserable couple months of darkness that makes you want to hibernate, eat carbs, and cuddle up with someone, anyone. Gross.
As I was wearing my winter coat that makes me feel as poufy as a marshmallow inside my room because I was too cold to take it off I thought of another reason to hate winter and it’s awkward extension into what should be the happy, momentous, and sunny months of January and February; months which bitter cold as they are, ironically also mark the beginning of our spring semester, the beginning of a new year, the beginning of a fresh start.
Think of it this way. Winter is like having a girlfriend for 4 months (November through February). At first it’s like crazy. No, actually, it’s like the movie Like Crazy, full of British accents and dreamy poetry and fierce eye contact. Just like November is a mix of winter and fall with beautiful fall foliage, sunny and chilly days feeding excitement for the coming winter, the first month with your girlfriend is blissful. It’s up and down, hot and cold, exciting and nerve racking. You’re giddy, naïve of what is yet to come.
December comes along and you’re still giddy. Your girlfriend is so good she’s like the holidays. Maybe you’ve finally told her you love her and her eyes were so wide with love. It’s the height of winter. The height of the relationship.
And then…after December 25th aka The Day You Told Her You Love Her, everything tanks. Girlfriend becomes as icy and annoying and bitter as January and February weather. You stick it out through Valentine’s Day because well, you have to. Break out the gloves so technically you’re not actually holding her hand. Then finally, you break up before March, the true beginning of “Spring” bringing an end to Winter aka your 4 month Girlfriend and her evil crusades.
And then I came to the conclusion that that’s why we have spring break in March; so that you can say bye bye bye to Winter, the girlfriend you never wanted to have and hello hello to Spring and the birds and the bees that will eventually catch up with you again. Too bad Spring girlfriend ends up the same way and you’ll have to let her loose by August when fall semester starts. It’s a cycle…
But ultimately the lesson to learn here is that really, we only have the seasons to blame for our boyfriends continually breaking up with us at all.
Screw you seasons, it wasn’t my clinginess. #girllogic #notashamed