Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow... Not.

I hate winter. Out and out, no exagerating. I hate it. Every single little thing.

So it's not winter yet. But Saturday we got our first snow; the promised 5cm. I had been hoping, all morning, that it wasn't going to happen. I was holding out on the weather people (called mediorologists- how do I know this? Well, when we were all 5 and you lot wanted to be teachers and firefighters, I wanted to be a weather announcer. But that's another story.) being wrong. Confused. Deranged. Insane, maybe.

It was awful. From the time the first flake fell I felt my heart sink. I hate snow. Yeah, sure, maybe it looks pretty from the window, or in a picture, but practically, how are you going to cross mounds of pristine snow without making a mark? Exactly. You're not. Snow is cold. It is mushy. It sticks to your mittens and gets down your neck. And then it melts and turns to cold water, which turns to warm water, which is still just nasty to have down your back. Ugk.

Another thing? In order to go outside, you have to bundle up in a bunch of thick, uncomfortable fabrics, designed to give you as little freedom of movement as possible. And when you finally get doing something half-way fun, like sledding or something, you sweat so much that you want to take your wrappings off. So you do, and you either lose them or get cold. Or both. And then snow gets down you back and mixes with your sweat and is totally uncomfortable and disgusting.

And of course all of you people who really love winter (and are really unhappy when people don't love winter), or you are argumentive (and hate when people disagree with you) or just think that I should not hate (which is bogus. Everybody hates something; stop lying to youself), then you will of course bring up two things, the first being winter sports/activities.

Yes, there are things such as sledding, skiing, snowboarding, skateing, and various other activities (that all mysteriously begin with the letter 's') that can, I admit, hold some level of fun. But I have already discussed sledding, and I see no purpose in snow shoeing and cross country skiing. I enjoy snowboarding. It is fun, but not worth the effort and the warm clothing you must wear (involving sweat). I like skating. Quite a bit. But it makes your feet hurt, and your nose cold. Other than that, I have no reservations (about indoor skating, anyhow) but would like to point out that you can skate in the summer; it's called rollarblades.

The second point you will bring up is Christmas (if you celebrate Christmas, like 85% of North America). Ah, Christmas. Corny, over-abused songs, corny decorations, and corny, crap-tastic presents, most of which will be forgotten within a few months. Don't get me wrong, Jesus is my homeboy and I love to celebrate is birth and all, but Christmas is an event, a holiday, which logically could happen at any time of the year, as we don't actually know when Jesus was born.

So, in conclussion, the easing into winter is awful. Just getting used to the cold, the ice, the general crap, while not having enough snow to actually do anything. The middle of the winter sucks. It is cold and dark and there is so much snow that it is hard and dangerous to drive, walk, swim, fly, or any other method of getting from point a to point b. The end of the winter is terrible because everything is melting and then freezing, melting and freezing. So wet.

I hate winter.

End of story.

J

EXPLOSIVE BURST

So.

I do realize that I haven't written in a while.

I don't have much to say.

Life is pretty good; thats nice, but when life is good, nothing interesting happens, therefore I have nothing to blog about.

On another note, the movie 'How to Train Your Dragon' is great.

Love,

J