i've come to understand that the weather and seasons affect me in the way i've never noticed before. though i am russian, i hate cold weather. my birthday is in late november and i remember that every year that i've celebrated it in motherland, it was always snowing outside. i loved it and to be honest i miss it now. but it is probably the only day of the year (besides Christmas) when i really miss snow and actually want it to snow. i also remember that until the age of 14 i used to say that winter was my favorite season out of all. don't get me wrong, i still love winter and i find it very beautiful, but more on a "view from the side" level. now, if you ever say something like "how can you be cold you're russian!" all you would hear would be a quiet "excuse me" and a hopeless "ahhhhhhh!!!" on the side, because this stereotype, being so overused, really gets on my nerves.
this year we did not have winter. there was probably fall trying to cover for its cold sister but it failed, because the lowest temperature was probably 65 and i can count of my fingers the amount of snow days we had overall. being a high school student and living in a suburb - i loved it. see the thing is, during winter time i have 5 major problems:
1. i cant wake up
2. when i do wake up i dress like a bum because it's too cold to dress up
3. im not happy
4. i eat EVERYTHING
5. im lazy

it's april now and the wather is just oh so perfect, and the mornings could be quiet cold but hey, at least i wake up and there's sun everywhere. it gives me energy, it motivates me to get up, to get a nice balanced breakfast and dress like a civilized person. it makes me happy, i feel more comfortable, and i really enjoy myself as well as everything around me. one thing i really wish would happen next year is that we would have even better winter, meaning we wouldnt have it at all.