Thursday, February 12, 2009

WINTER and its miseries

You walk outside.... Your fingers are revealed to the temperature around you. It goes up your arms, down your legs to your toes, and then it touches the tip of your nose and ears and spreads across your face. Your teeth start to chatter. Your legs start to shake. Your breath is a mist in the foggy air. Everywhere you look is white, White, and more WHITE! I am sick of the winter! Spring needs to come...SOON!

Winter can be fun....at times. I love winter for the first week! You can go sledding or skiing or snowboarding or skating. You get to watch amazing shows on television about famous atheletes doing what they do best: winter sports. You get to wear you adorable sweaters that you just bought with your fuzzy boots and coats. Its all fun...at first!

After a while I start to notice these things happening...
The heater in my house barley works so when I get out of the nice, warm shower in the morning, I am curled up into a little ball trying to warm myself and take away the pircing cold of the winter.

I walk outside hurrying as fast as I can to the blue subaru when I slip of the hard ice. "Thats just great!" I think to myself. "Now I will have a bruise for the next week!"

Then...If your sister has the sudden urge to laugh at your pain, she can do it in less that five seconds. She runs. She jumps! A flash of pain goes though my back preventing me from standing up straight. I slip once again and I am soon laying face down in the snow. My sister, Christen is on top of my back. She is rubbing more and more snow in my face laughing her high, ear drum breaking laugh as I plead her, "GET OFF!!!"

Winter needs to torture me no longer! I need warmth! I want to be able to wear my tank-tops and my short-shorts! I want to go swimming in the cool water in the hot sun! I need to turn my pale body into the old perfect tan I miss! I know I'm crying like a baby! I will do anything (except wait a few more months). I want it to be so hot outside that I can cook an egg on my front porch!

Why can't mother nature make it warm outside? All she needs to do is take her amazing, magical wand and...POOF! Summer is here! Or spring... I really don't care as long as it isn't a cold miseable **** outside.

PLEASE...I BEG OF YOU....DO IT FOR US MORE UNFORTUNATE ONES!

1 comment:

Lots of Keys said...

"cold miserable ****" Hehehe. I love your colorful vocabulary :P