Yesterday some girls at my school were confused as to why it was snowing (so was I), and they said it was spring... SPRING. Spring doesn't start until March, always.

I also don't like when people say it's "my month" when it's not, 'cause I'm not a part of black history, I'm in high school, going with the flow and not contributing to history whatsoever, and It's called 'Black history month', not "Give black people special treatment in the U.S. month".