It seems like I've just been sitting here when the month of March suddenly arrived. It's like February just whizzed by--here we are, right in the third month of the year, and I still have a Christmas hangover.
What happened to that nice period of chilly weather? Gone, like it never even happened. We're now in the early stages of summer, and it's about to get worse, much worse where humidity is concerned. In this country, it's not the heat that's the problem, it's the humidity, which is the kind that makes one lethargic and lapse into a comatose state (oh wait, that's probably just me).
I already know people making plans for their summer vacation, which is hilarious to me, because it's actually summer here all year round. It's even funnier when you realize that the phrase "summer vacation" only applies to students, which makes adults who use it seem rather stupid, because what they really mean by "summer vacation" is "taking time off from work to do nothing and get more stressed out when I return to work."
In other countries, they refer to a vacation as a "holiday", which always sounds much better, never mind if the actual holiday really sucked. So even if you've had the worst vacation ever, just saying to others that you went "on holiday" sounds really nice.
Speaking of which, I just had the longest vacation--whoops, I meant that I went "on holiday" for 6 months last year, after quitting a job that I grew tired of after 10 years. Those 6 months spent on holiday were one of the best times I ever had, and that's the truth. So I really don't need another one so soon.
Maybe in June, when the rains come...