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I hate winter. Fall too, because it's basically just Winter, Jr.
It's cold. I hate cold.
It's raining. Normally I don't mind the rain, but somehow rain in winter just seems melancholy and lonely and... bleah.
But worst of all, the days are so dark, and short, and getting shorter, and what little sunlight we do get has to make it through heavy layers of rainclouds and it's just... meh.
I'm a sun-worshipper. But even if I turn on every light in the house, all of which are sunlight bulbs, it's still not enough. So I compensate with sugar and hope that I can pass off hyper as happy.
Meh.
It's cold. I hate cold.
It's raining. Normally I don't mind the rain, but somehow rain in winter just seems melancholy and lonely and... bleah.
But worst of all, the days are so dark, and short, and getting shorter, and what little sunlight we do get has to make it through heavy layers of rainclouds and it's just... meh.
I'm a sun-worshipper. But even if I turn on every light in the house, all of which are sunlight bulbs, it's still not enough. So I compensate with sugar and hope that I can pass off hyper as happy.
Meh.