Can someone please explain to me why the weather has been so bipolar lately? As soon as I get used to one temperature, all of the sudden it changes to the complete opposite. It’ll be warm one morning and freezing the next, then half way through the day, I’m overheated and have to make an effort to take off the many layers that I piled on that morning.

The days when I walk outside in the morning waiting for the nice, warm, sun-kissed air to embrace me, I’m met with this freezing cold wind blowing through the trees. Of course, this causes me to cower back inside, run to my room and begin my annual hibernation.

But then not far after, I’m being rudely awakened from my wonderful sleep, by a heat so sweat-inducing, that it makes my bed sheets stick to me. And that requires me to do laundry, which sucks. Not to mention, I’ve become damp and therefore have to shower, again.

It’s like the weather is out to get me. Like come on, either be hot or be cold, but make up your mind already!

Waking up for school every morning at the crack of dawn is already the hardest part of my life; there’s no need to make this girl suffer any more by making her unprepared for the current weather situation that is awaiting her outside the front door. Not to mention as soon as I make it to the school after my daily trek, I walk into the sauna, which is known as Watkins Mill. That’s just cruel, and it makes me quite irritable, if I do say so myself.

I’m telling you, the sooner I move to a warmer state, the better. At least then, I can have some consistency in my life. Even if it is just the weather.

So dear weather, regardless of how similar our names are, and no matter how many times I’ve been bullied by people who have confused us for each other, you have been mean to me, and I won’t stand for it any longer. Besides, it’s not smart to make me mad.  No one needs me to be another angry Mexican running around; thanks to Donald Trump that’s sort of an over-practiced concept in today’s society.