I only kind of like this weather

Well, we are experiencing what I want to call a scorching heat wave, or as others may call it 'normal spring weather'. And I can't help but think about so many things I forgot happen when the temperature reaches 60 degree or hotter. Like:

• Everyone in any part of the New York City area that you dare come in contact with either old or young, indoor or outdoors, male or female, smells so bad that I want to constantly be dead. I'm tired of smelling a foul rotting corpse like stench (uh, not that i'd know what that smells like) and of course having my inner monologue switch from the standard Devon Sawa circa Little Giants bubble bath fantasy to the immediate "wait, is that me? when was the last time i showered" And to be honest, sometimes outloud the response is 'sigh, yes'
• I don't know how much you go out around fordham, or how much you pay attention in general to anything in life, but have you noticed that it seems like the bars are that much more crowded. I'm at the bars all time time because I constantly need to numb the pain, and feel a public setting makes it seem like less of a problem. But there are so many people out now that I can't decide if the other half of the freshman class figured out there was more to life than just tinkers or if my theory is correct and approximately 50% of our school hibernates in the winter. And by that I mean tries to adequately produce a liquid parka as to avoid an actual jacket over their skank wear and in the process gets too drunk to go out. Fuck, I hate myself this sucks even worse than before.