Rain Rant from UCD

I hate the rain.

I hate Davis.

Right now, it's a toss up of which one I hate the most.

Wonder why?

My pants are soaked.

My beautiful UCD sweater is soaked.

So's the shirt underneath.

My shoes are soaked. And the socks.

My hair's a mess.

I just came back from a midterm with two essays.

I really don't know why I'm not crying yet...

I think the worst part was riding a wet bike through a deluge that made seeing impossible and finding out two inches from a braked car that rain makes the traction of my brakes virtually nonexistent.

Question:

How am I going to survive five months of this?

Cue the hopeless wail.

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If you read this, give me your thoughts on this horrible, horrible, horrible thing that's supposed to be "life-giving".

Thank you for your time--I'm going to curl up under my blankets and cry now.