I hate summer

Aug 10, 2004 00:09

Fuck summer, summer sucks.

It occurs to me, somewhat more gradually than I would expect, that summers, for the vast majority of my life, have been the worst, most boring, most unproductive, most stultifying periods in my life. Completely converse to the norm. Not to mention that most of my worst relationship experiences (beginning with that breakup the summer after 8th grade) have somehow managed to occur in the summer.

The odd thing is that when I'm at school, incredibly busy, I say to myself "Man, I can't wait until summer. I'll sleep until 12 every day, get some great reading in, see friends, and just relax." But it never works that way. Invariably I get home, sleep for about a week straight to make up for the deficit I've incurred over the year, and then just get really really bored. While during the year I look forward to the great affluence of time I will have to embark on wonderful endeavors of self-improvement, when the summer actually arrives I lie around in a torpor, doing nothing, sleeping too much, and getting progressively lazier. It takes the flurry of activity in the school year to get myself moving again.

Granted, things have been a little better this summer. In spite of the mind-numbing job, there have been certain amenities to make this particular summer more tolerable. For example, I've begun to develop motivation and momentum, quit smoking, and actually have gotten into the beginning of an exercise regimen. I can barely move my lower torso from the punishment I've visited upon myself in the form of running over the past few days, and I like that.

I don't know. Maybe it's because I don't have the social aptitude to be a great partier. Maybe it's because I don't have the physique (yet) to really enjoy the beach. But things are getting better. I'm getting better. And I expect this year to really be the time for that.

But damn, my summers have blown. Come to think of it.
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