Stop being a crazy bitch.

I’m sorry, was that a little harsh? Well it’s probably because all this changing and humidity is making me into a crazy bitch. Or rather, a crazier bitch than I was before.

Really, I’m not that sorry. This whole torrential rain thing? It ain’t cool. My hair does not appreciate it. At least if you decided to make it an all day event, I’d be prepared with my umbrella, rainboots, and jacket. Instead you give me these ominous clouds and forty minutes of drizzle in the late afternoon.

I know I might be freaking out a little prematurely, because it’s only the end of September. But is anyone else ready for scarves and sweaters and boots? I want that weather before it’s not so cold that I freeze my butt off hustling from class to class. The trees need to be orange and red and it needs to be socially acceptable to eat soup for dinner.

My Enviro prof told the class we should be looking forward to a cold front this weekend. That’s what I like to hear! If I have to spend one more night sleeping with my fan pushed against my face and no covers, I might just scream.

So do us all a favor and starting in October, be normal.

Love,

Ariel