So I'm sitting in Spanish class today, doing the general not listening to the teacher thing we all do, mainly because we don't speak Spanish much here in New England. (We're more French people) We're sitting in class, and this kid asks if we can open a window, since it was a little warm in the class room, and I was like "Holy crap! It's actually hot in the classroom!" Thus I came to the conclusion that it was finally, OFFICIALLY, spring. There was now no denying it. And that made me happy :D
I mean, spring is just the best time of year! Except... not. I mean, seriously, those goddam black flies... I swear, I'm gonna kill 'em all. And there's a ton of mud, and it rains a lot, and its still a little cold every now and then, but besides all of that, it's great. The flowers come out, we can see grass having snow for, like, months, all the snow melts (which contributes to the mud... woo hoo), and the birds come back from their vacations in South America, and other warm, snow-free regions (lucky bastards)
And then there are spring sports, like baseball. Actually, I used to play baseball from, like, 2nd grade to 8th grade, cause it took me that long to realize that I absolutely SUCK at baseball. I mean, I can throw really well, and I stole bases really well, but other than that I pretty much was the worst player on the team.
Because of my height (back in 8th grade I was about 5' 11"), I played in the outfield, which I'm sure you think doesn't really make sense at all. Actually, you're right, it doesn't. I thought I should've been playing first, cause you know, gotta have a big man on first. Yeah, no. I was stuck in the outfield my whole career of baseball. So I got really good at it... sort of. Actually, not really. I still sucked, but we needed people on the team, so, yeah.
I think it was the end of my 8th grade year that I finally realized that baseball REALLY wasn't my sport. It was probably the whole having a 2 hour game in the pouring rain that really did it. Which, by the way, happened more than once. But with differences in how soaked we all got. Generally though, we were drenched. Someone could've taken a shower with how much water our uniforms and hats had sucked up (but thank god they didn't. That would've been really gross)
And thus ended my "love" for baseball. I suffered through the rest of the season (we lost, like, every game. Just another reason to quit) And then, I finally said goodbye to baseball. And I think you have to quit something to really understand just how STUPID it really was. I mean, sure, America's Past Time... maybe back in early America, but nowadays I'd say it's more football or basketball than anything. I mean, 16,000+ people to NBA games on average, and EVERYONE watches the super bowl, even if you have no idea what's going on (but then, who actually pays attention? We just watch it for the commercials. Though, who doesn't?)
But there are other cool things about spring. There's... well, flowers.... and things grow... including grass, which then needs to be mowed.... And there's nice(ish) weather, and that's always cool to have... Actually, I really see no point in spring, other than the fact that it basically just has to do all of the dirty, disgusting, we-all-hate-this-part-of-year work, so that summer gets all of the awesomeness!!! YAY FOR SUMMER!!!
So I guess you can say that spring is kind of like summer's bitch, in a way... I mean, seriously, think about it! Spring does all the melting, the growing, and takes all of the hate for it, and then summer is basically just free to do whatever the hell it wants! Spring's a tool! OMG!!!
And I feel horrible saying it, but I just thought it was kind of a funny thing that I thought about. I don't want anyone to think that I hate spring. No no no no no, I love spring!!! It's great to watch all the snow melt (I'm like Calvin in those Calvin and Hobbes comics where he builds snowmen just to watch them melt... which, now that I think about it, is really dark) and I love being able to go outside without, like, 2-3 sweatshirts and a hat for school, or to be able to shoot hoops in my driveway. But I just thought it was funny that everyone likes summer so much better, but spring just does so much more work and everything... just another random thought in my head :P
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