Dear Winter,

There is no doubt that you have some amazing qualities. I had some great times with you. You gave me days off of school, allowed me to catch up on sleep, and build snowmen.

This is one of the hardest things I have to say to you. Wait, hold the snow. It's not the hardest thing for me because I'm done. Now I'm at a point where I feel like this isn't working anymore.

I do not understand why you cannot wait for the sky to become dark when the day barely reaches 5 pm. It makes me more tired. I cannot stand you making me sleepy before my 5 pm class. You couldn't wait to get dark till 6:30?

Whenever you're here, I'm clumsier because the hail and ice you cast upon the earth.

My social life decreases because it is difficult to hang outside in the cold and freeze our bottoms off. You're the reason I have cabin fever because what else is there to do outside? So my only option is to stay in bed and debate if I should watch another season of "Law and Order" or start "Parenthood."

Since you're too stubborn to crank up the temperature, I turn to hot coffee or tea to warm up my bloodstream. 2 minutes later, the cold air of yours makes my drink colder. You want me to die from lack of body heat?

Well, see you in December.

Sincerely,

the girl who is looking forward to warmer weather