Ah pollen-polluted air, thou art perfect!

Not really.

It’s the season again and although it seemingly just started, I’m already aggrivated. I hate allergies. It’s the same every year: all throughout fall, winter and most of spring I tend to forget about how annoying they truly are and then there’s one day, usually in May, where all hell breaks loose and I can’t even get up because my eyes are all swollen and itchy, my throat itches, my nose is drippy, and I’m in a general state of, SOMEONE PUT ME OUT OF MY MISERY! That day is today.

I’m supposed to go to my aunt’s birthday party today. So now on top of not wanting to go, anyway, I have to deal with the allergies.

I hate going out when they’re this bad because I just look all deformed and tired and I’m really uncomfortable. My brother said he’d only make a quick stop there tonight so maybe instead of sitting there all night long, I may just go with him instead.

I hate any sort of medication but my mom managed to convince me to take a pill every night for the allergies which I’ve been doing since the beginning of May and I thought everything was fine because I, then, didn’t have any major problems anymore.

Turns out that, evidently, the season actually just started today.

I love summer. Not.

In all seriousness, I CANNOT WAIT FOR CHRISTMAS.