Dear Summer,
It's been a month and a half now, and I'm remembering again why we have such a love-hate relationship. Let me lay it out for you:
There's so many pros to having you around, but they also all seem to have cons. It tends to be warm and sunny, perfect weather for hitting the beach or lounging by the pool. But, some days are so unbearable that you can't even step outside before drowning in your own sweat. You can forget about exercising unless you're in an air-conditioned gym. Then there's summer storms, which are great when you're curled up inside, but not so much when you're caught in them. Plus, days where you must wear a rain jacket when it's humid and muggy because it might rain so you need it and now you're sweating again. Do you see the problem?
Now, school is out, which is always a plus. I was counting down the days until finals were over. Here's the problem though. When you're a kid, you get this big packet of summer reading to do, and now I guess some schools have also added math problems?? It's essentially giving homework when we don't even have school. I don't mind reading, in fact I enjoy it. But I am not into making three dioramas, writing two book reports, and keeping a journal, or whatever other projects they are requiring now a days. And now that I'm in college, I figured that I could potentially relax for once. Wrong again. There's so much pressure to have a perfect internship and keep a steady income to pay for rent, tuition, books for this coming year, etc. So if they aren't paying you, then you need a job on the side, which many high school students have already claimed. So now what do I do?
I mean, being at home means seeing my friends that I miss after nine months away. We get to catch up over coffee or get ice cream like old times. But, being in college means that my new friends don't live where I do. Another con: I don't get to see them unless I plan a trip which takes time, money, and effort, three things I don't have. Home also means family, a roof over my head for free, and actual meals instead of eating ramen noodles three days a week. But, it also means fighting with siblings, having rules again, and being a personal taxi driver.
So, honestly Summer, I can't really win. I love you sometimes, but also hate you sometimes. Don't take it personally.