Winter sucks. I said it. I am sure you have said it. And I am sure we will both say it again. Its pretty much a good season for about a month. December first rolls around and the first snowfall is exciting. Every person jumps on their Twitters and Snapchats and is sure to tell all us people living under a rock that it is indeed snowing. Snow is great during the holiday season. It brings a certain vibe that is undeniably merry. Once New Years (the worst holiday of all time, but that’s a whole other story) comes everyone is ready to be productive, happy, and all around better people. We all plan every year to workout, to be nicer, to work harder. For about a week you might even follow through. A gym membership bought. A door held for a stranger. A chore left undone for years finally conquered. Then suddenly it's about two weeks into January and you realize its still winter outside, and with that being true, being a better person is nearly impossible. Grumpiness reigns supreme and understanding attitudes are few and far between. Mostly people in general should just steer clear of each other. For this reason I firmly believe that winter makes everyone April Ludgate from Parks and Rec.

You are sitting in class and in front of you are those people who literally talk the entire class. Now no one said you were paying attention to the lecture, but you sure weren’t trying to hear this chick’s latest opinion on the newest season of The Bachelor.

You find yourself walking to class in the tundra wearing so many layers people may think you are a prospective contestant on The Biggest Loser, and then you see it. A couple, who despite the cold, conquer all and still manage to hold hands. Sure, holding hands is fine you even smile a little. How cute they’ve found each other. As you look longer though you realize they aren’t wearing gloves! They are literally risking frostbite just so that they can hold each other’s hands. You suddenly realize they are the worst people you have ever seen.

While on this walk to class you have seen too many people slip and awkwardly catch themselves hoping no one saw. You even see those unlucky few who aren’t quick enough to land on their feet; they fall and you try to pretend you aren’t mortified for them. It has been like 400 months of winter and you suddenly realize not once have you fallen prey to the ice.

You look at your planner and see meetings to be led, homework to be done, and classes to be attended. Then you look to the side and see something else. It looks like paradise. Pillows, blankets, a mattress. It is your bed and it is literally calling your name.

You have gone so long without real social interaction you start to wonder why you ever liked people before. Honestly, you really start to dislike anything that causes you to leave your bed and usually it's other people forcing you to do things so naturally you begin to hate them.

All in all, you become a dark person who finds joy in nothing. Winter and the cold has ruined your life once again.