Dear Spring Semester,

We’re usually not friends. Sorry, but you always involve snow and we know the campus wouldn’t have a snow day even if hell froze over. Also, you always love to get everyone sick. “Achoo” is the most common sound on campus (cue the hand sanitizer). And another thing — you always want me to work really hard, but deep down I know that summer is around the corner. Of course I love getting back and reuniting with friends; but you, spring semester, I don’t want to reunite with you. #sorrynotsorry

I have to say, you and I have always had a love/hate relationship. I really don’t care for you. Sorry again. It’s just that I’ve always had the hardest times in my life when you’re around. Granted, it comes around every year (the anniversary of my grandma’s passing); however, you just intensify it. Believe me, I never want to go to class on that day. Frankly, I don’t like drudging across campus when the wind is howling, my umbrella is inverting and I’m turning into Mary Poppins in the commuter lot. Hey, I guess the weather isn’t your fault. I’ll blame Mother Nature for that.

Another thing — there aren't too many holidays during the spring semester. But, we can all agree that your best feature is spring break. Who doesn’t want a week-long break from homework, a vacation to a tropical location or time to catch up with friends? And by friends, I mean my bed. See, that’s the thing: spring semester doesn’t really become spring until… who knows anymore? This weather is cray!

You are too confused, spring semester. You start out with blustery temps. It snows. It sleets. It rains. People are always sick. Then we get to deal with the warmer weather cropping up. April showers bring May flowers, right? Well, the warm air and fresh flowers are beautiful scents; however, frizzy hair and sticky classrooms aren’t cute. Yes, we have air conditioning (in most buildings); but for goodness sake, I really wish we didn’t have to be so darn close to the beach! I mean, hello, I’d totally rather be oceanfront than learning about, well… anything!

Having said all that, this spring semester holds a special place in my heart: it’s my last spring semester in my undergrad career! I graduate a semester early, so this time next year I’ll be graduated, working full time and prepping for law school. Yikes, I’m getting old. I don’t know, spring semester — the times we’ve had together are bittersweet, but I think I’ll be glad to see you go!