You can just see that little twinkle in everyones eye. That perverse happiness, turned on by the weather. These last few days have brought out that adoration one feels of a new crush. You cant stop thinking about it. You just stare out the window and desire to be out in it, surrounded by it. And once youre outside your heart pitterpatters (pitterpatter. pitterpatter.) with love. People are breaking out the flip flops, the bermuda shorts, the pale kids are busting out the sunscreen, the goths are pissed at the sun because they are hotter than ever in their black clothing, the jocks are wearing sport shorts, the kids with no sense of style try wearing sunglasses, and the real assholes are still wearing jeans and sweatshirts.
How the FUCK are we supposed to concentrate with weather like this? The lake it is a melting and the weather it is a changing. Stop feeling so damn guilty for listening to 'Unwritten' by Natasha Bedingfield while walking down Bascom and smiling to yourself like a fucking moron, its okay, everyone does it. Stop hating yourself for opening the window, screaming 'i love spring' at the top of your lungs, and being obnoxiously happy....its okay, everyone does it. Stop BEATING yourself up for giving up on finals two months early because you KNOW the weather will prevent you from focusing, its OKAY, everyone does it.
Put on that jack johnson and roll one because this weather will get you off those antidepressants winter forced you to become addicted to. TELL YOUR PARENTS. TELL YOUR FRIENDS. REHAB WONT BE NEEDED!!!! Get off those little pills, by just going outside. yeeehaw. now seriously. get off the computer. and go sit on a curb somewhere.
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