I wear a jacket nine months out of the year. This is no exaggeration either. It's just a fact of life. My poor blue jacket is worn and torn. Poor thing. I can't help it that underneath my coat I need a jacket. I don't know what my problem is. I get really cold easily. No matter the time of year. Even in the heat of summer, if the air conditioner is blowing straight on me, I get chilled. Maybe I'm just a freak.
But as the weather finally starts to warm up I can't help but chuckle at how weird I am. I will walk around campus and I see these people in shorts and tee shirts and flip flops. Compared to them I look like it's still winter. I just can't help it. I get cold far to easily to just shed the layers upon the first arrival of the sun and a warm day.
I guess I'll just be the jacket girl. The only time of year I don't wear a jacket is during the summer. June through August finds me finally shedding the jacket, although I do still wear long pants. But hey, one step at a time right? Maybe some day I'll be able to finally join the crowd and not wear a jacket.
But until then I'm gonna be the girl that wears a jacket nine months out of the year.