Fall

Everyone has favorites.  Here are some of mine:

Color—green
Band—Green Day
Number—19
Food—sushi
Day—Thursday
Activity—Fencing/Rock Climbing
Season—Fall

I love Fall.  Autumn.  September 22 to December 20.  (Wait, really?)

I love Fall so much.  It's the perfect weather for me.  My biggest weather problem is how easily I get hot.  I can't wear jeans if it's over 65° out.  Farenheit.  That's sad, to me, because I love wearing jeans.  Jeans and a t-shirt is my ideal outfit.  If it were cool enough, I would always wear jeans and a t-shirt.  Always.

And I try to stretch it out for as long as I can, too.  I mean, even when it starts snowing, I'll still go to school in jeans and a t-shirt, with a sweatshirt on.  I don't think I start bringing a coat in until a week before Christmas Break.  Same with boots; I wear my Converse for as long as I possibly can.  And even then I only wear my boots while I'm outside, and then change into my Converse (or slippers, because my school's that awesome) as soon as I get to my locker.

But anyway, Fall.  I love it.  I love walking outside when it's chilly and windy.  I love the smells!  I love standing by a tree when the wind's blowing and trying to catch the leaves that fall.  In my sweater.  My fall sweater.

This is a beige sweater that goes down to above my knees and buttons up, with a faux fur collar and cuffs.  It's pretty neat.  My best friend, Lily, has one too.  I associate that sweater with Fall, too.  And Halloween!  I love Halloween!  This year I'm going to be the Black Canary.  And Thanksgiving!  My sister comes home for Thanksgiving (a'course) and we have FOOD and SISTER and ASIANS—wait...

One of the strangest things I associate with Fall is having a cold.  I mean, all last week I was sick with a cold, and I was so excited because it meant FALL!

Even though it's cold out, and often rainy and gloomy, and a sort of depressing sight, I'm always the happiest during Fall.  I just love it.