every year it happens, and just like catching a cold, you don't realize how annoying it is until it hits you again.
you see, I love Spring. I love the fact warm weather has finally graced the valley. I love that BYU put water back into the little stream by my dorm and with it brought hundred of kids under 6 to the banks with rolled up pant legs and Moms chasing after them with Canon Rebels.
I hate the trees BYU decided to plant.
WW59-don't plant the Bradford Pear.
yeah, yeah doesn't look very menacing, does it? Think I hate nature, huh? Well if this was a scratch and sniff sticker, you'd understand. They smell like fish and hairspray. I am beginning to wonder if there was sale on these rogue trees a hundred years ago, seeing as they are everywhere on campus and around Provo. Last night on my run I literally had to hold my breath and run faster underneath these little devils for fear of puking, as I had flashbacks of doing the same thing at Timberline last year, as they infested our parking lot as well.
I'm thinking either these blooms should die quick, or I should invest in a gas mask.