I'm going to take this time to bring to light an issue I find very fascinating and frustrating.
But before I do this, I am going to acknowledge another issue that is my own fault. I discuss the weather a lot. Like, a ton. Mostly how I dislike it. It's silly, but weather is big. Its not like, "Oh, no, I dropped my cell phone in the toilet and peed on it" big. I mean, that's big to one person, and, I guess, the phone... I mean there really isn't any recovering from that for the phone. But its not something that everyone has experienced. (... It is something I have experience however, if you were wondering... at least I'm not the phone... Sadly, it didn't make it.)
Anyway. Here it is, I have dissed both winter and the cold. They kind of go hand in hand but now I am set on something that only increases the intense hatred I have for the winter and the cold.
Wind.
I dislike the wind. I hate walking to class when it is windy, which for the past few months, is all the time. Seriously? All the time? Yes. It can get to be similar to walking in a wind tunnel. I heard grass whistle today. I didn't even know that could really happen. And if the Wind would stop for a moment, the whistling would stop. Thats right, that sound, it isn't whistling, its the grass screaming at the Wind to stop pushing them around.
I love arriving to class looking like I just parachuted down. My hair, even when it is up when I leave the dorm, is in my mouth and eyes as well as sticking out at all angles. As a walk to class I fight my hair and the Wind plays tricks, it slows for a moment and thats when I fix everything, the suddenly a long, continuous gust.
The worst is, it enhances the cold. I me really, thats just mean, like teeth biting my legs, the wind launches the cold on you like a little monster. I find myself struggling in the wind, my hair everywhere looking at people as they go by somehow looking put together still. How do you do this? Did you make a deal or something? Is it just my side of the sidewalk?
