Unpopular Opinions: Summer

UNPOPULAR OPINION APPROACHING.

I know I probably shouldn't say this on the internet, but I find the summer slightly annoying.

*DUCKS*

Yes, it’s true - your eyes most certainly are not deceiving you - that is what I just said. I find the summer slightly annoying. If anything, I prefer the cold over the hot, the cloudy sky over the blaring sun, and another thing associated with not-summer over something else associated with summer. By now, I’m sure most of you are planning to take up arms and attack this very blog post, but at least allow me to explain myself.

I’m not a fan of high temperatures. Now, I will acknowledge that I live in England, and that we very rarely get these high temperatures anyway, but I’m talking about above average for England. In the warm weather I always end up sweating (that’s unattractive) and having to wear short-sleeved shirts (which is also unattractive), and my parents keep encouraging me to sit outside in the lovely sun. The only problem with that, as I keep reminding them, is a very simple one - can’t see my phone screen whilst sat in the sun. How am I meant to text Anna?

There are many other things you can’t do outside in the sun. For example, you can’t go on the computer because it’s inside the house. I cannot write things like this outside unless I use my tablet - and I only really use that in creative writing lessons so I can kind of show off a little (I admit it). This is when my mother goes on the counterattack with how gorgeous the flowers look and that you can get a suntan! True, my garden can be really pretty, especially in the summer, but it’s not worth missing out on precious minutes of writing just to sit down and drink some orange juice with ice cubes in it. Also, my skin looks like I have a permanent suntan, and whilst it can get darker if I don’t spend a while in the sun, I don’t see how it is particularly worth it.

Whenever I go outside, I have this thing (which is the only way I can describe it) where I have to squint and keep one eye closed because it’s sensitive to sunlight. DON’T PANIC - I’m not a vampire, but it is incredibly annoying. Whenever I wear sunglasses, they also seem to do very little, and really don’t suit me. This is why my favourite solution to this problem is to wear a hat. One of the ones that extends over your eyes to shield off the sun. I would call it a baseball cap, but I’m not American, so my morals simply won’t allow it. From this another problem arises - I don’t own one. And believe me, I have tried looking in shops for them (usually when it already is summer because I have forgotten in the run up to summer, so I’m walking through the shops squinting with my left eye closed trying to read the price labels on the accessories as some shop assistant is trying to show off their selection of sunglasses to me, which I don’t want in the first place!) but they are always stupidly overpriced just for some N /Y} logo or whatever it says on them. I just want a hat to stop the sun from getting in my eyes. Is that too much to ask? Is it?

If it gets really hot, sometimes I will have to resort to wearing an item of clothing known as ‘shorts’ - and that very rarely goes well for me. First off, the pair of shorts I own now don’t even fit me, and I really do not see how that is advantageous for anybody. I’ve had enough of wearing shorts in school PE lessons, and they were most certainly not the best of experiences. Secondly, if I go out and buy some new ones, I may end up having to wear them. It’s a dilemma which cannot be resolved one way or another: if I don’t buy the shorts, I’ll have to wear ones which don’t fit; if I do buy the shorts, I’ll have to wear them more often. Thankfully, this problem only comes about when summer does as well, so I spend my days in the autumn relaxing in the knowledge that I can wear these normal trousers for at least the following seven months .

Don’t even talk to me about how hot it is inside college. When you are at home, it is perfectly fine if it is hot, because I can cool myself down with the fan, or the electric fan, or even wear a short sleeved shirt. But at college, it’s a whole different tale; and this one is most certainly grim. You’re trying to concentrate on the words the teacher is saying, but it’s far too warm for that. I have to keep brushing my hair off my forehead, although I suppose you could argue that’s my fault. It’s very hot and very sweaty, but you can’t go to your bag and get a drink. Somebody else is reading their work out in the quietest voice known to humanity, and the sound of the zip on your bag is fifty times louder than their voice. When they have finally finished reading out their trilogy of ten novels they’ve written in lesson, and everybody else is clapping, you can unzip the zip, lift the drink to your lips and…

It’s warm.

The drink is warm. Well, isn’t that helpful? You want to stop, but you have to keep drinking. This is what you’ve worked so hard to get to - you can’t just put it down now. Besides, you need drink, you’re far too warm to go without it, so you keep going until the bottle is finished. You check your watch and it’s 10:00 AM, and you have four lessons still to go. And it’s all summer’s fault.

Yes, I am just going on and on and basically complaining - but I have been told that’s what I do best. I even complain at series 8 of Doctor Who. I know, right?