All my life I lived in Canada. Canada comes with the most annoying weather of all time. Cold, snow and sometimes freezing rain. As a kid I loved it. I would build snowmen and all the things you can do with snow and the bonus of snow days and not having to go to school. So as a kid I loved snow not the cold as much but I went with it. 

However, as I got older I just started hating snow and hating winter. I just wanted warm weather all the time and to go for walks without my socks getting wet. Wet socks are the worst feeling no one can tell me otherwise. But going back to what I was saying as I got older I just hated winter and I hated cold. I hated winter jackets and how fat I looked. I look like a marshmallow when I wear a winter jacket. 

The worst part about winter was me being in high school during the winter weather. Now the question is why? You’re in school all day what’s so bad about that. See the thing is about my school we have to buildings. We have north and south buildings and usually, you have classes in both. So you end up walking from building to building to get to your classes during a winter storm while walking on icy ground and having people rush behind you. It’s just a mess. 

So all that sounds horrible and it’s something you don’t wanna deal with. However for some reason and this happens around September and October. I start to think about snow and how I cant wait for it to snow. Like I just think how beautiful snow is and how amazing it looks. 

It also reminds me of Christmas and Christmas is always a happy holiday and makes December happy and overall everything has good vibes. So winter sounds really good and plus I can drink hot chocolate and watch all the cheesy Christmas movies while complaining about how single I am. 

Then winter does come around and then I remember how horrible and cold it is. I complain about winter as I did in the first three paragraphs of this blog post. It’s like my brain forgets about how cold and wet winter is and each year it repeats itself. Its like my mind thinks winter is gonna be warm and dry and wonderful and I just end up breaking my own heart. 

The overall topic of this blog post is that winter sucks. It’s a beautiful time of the year but it sucks.