Dog days

Dog days are the hottest days of summer.

One of my favourite songs is called the Dog days are over. So, if you think about it, the sunny hot days have gone and all you have been left with is the hostile cold or the turbulent wind. Weather - especially British weather - is known to fluctuate, so one day is dog day and on the next day, the wind so ardent that you fear being carried away with it like a leave. It is one of my favourite songs as it has a sort of theme of instability and constant change. Things will not be perfect forever. In fact, it is good one day and then the next you find yourself running away. However, that is not to say, that there are no dog days ahead; that there is no more hope and salvation when you are running too.

Okay, today was my dog day, because, it was indeed hot. It may be the hottest day of summer I have experienced so far. The weather this year has been so bleak. The sun, disgruntled, decided that we are not worthy of it's rays.

Also, I have decided to love summer. I spent so long disliking summer. It is too hot, I used to complain. Now, after the unforgiving cold winter, I decided that the warmth is so beautiful and that I should never criticize it again. So I like the warmth now and so the intense heat of summer is now associated with happiness, fun and good times.

Today was a happy day. I not only got my oyster back but I got the library job in college too.

This whole week has been my dog days, if I think of it. They have been the happiest and warmest days in a while. Not only has it been an incredibly social week for me, but it has been free too. Yesterday, I won a student award and despite how much complaining about wearing a dress and being awkward, it was good to be recognised for the effort I put in.