Here’s why spring is the best season for students in Nottingham

Why is spring the best season? I can tell you why – it’s magical.

The sun comes out from behind the clouds, the temperature goes above 10 degrees, and the puffer is ditched in exchange for some sunnies.

It is finally time to sit outside at the pub straight after lectures at any time past noon. Or earlier, if you are really that excited.

But spring is the best season precisely because it brings hope. It’s also not super hot, so there’s that too.

You can almost smell summer (I mean, it literally starts in a couple of weeks).

You can envision life beyond exams and deadlines. It is spring that cures your seasonal depression, riding in to save you from the grey winter that felt longer than a dissertation deadline. It valiantly opens up the flood gates for questionable life choices, skipping the library and convincing yourself that you can study outside. Spoiler: You can’t.

But yes, I know as well as you, spring isn’t summer, and no one can ignore that!

But the point is spring makes life a bit more bearable. It’s the weather, the outdoor pub dates, footy in the park. you actually, you want to go outside and get some fresh air.

It’s the fact you can wake and walk to uni with a literal spring in your step. With campus actually looking like a nice place to be today.

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No more fighting for a seat on the bus. No more having to tactically dance around puddles to avoid the high risk of traffic splashing you outside Lenton Rec. No more having to argue about the heating with your housemates. True bliss.

With nights outs feeling less like a battle against hypothermia, and more like, well, a battle against hangovers and your social calendar filling up quicker than you can say “coursework extension”, spring is officially the season of  “main character energy.” As the longer days mean you can procrastinate in the sunshine until 8pm and still claim you’ll pull an all-nighter.

So yeah, could say: “But spring has deadlines,” which, is true but – spring teases you, and it calls you to the pub garden once you’ve handed in your final assignment.

Spring’s contrast with the dark long days, gives you hope of life beyond the library. It’s a reminder that life really isn’t all that serious. It reminds you that you are only a baby adult.

So with that said, fall out of lectures into the Rose and Crown, spend Sunday afternoons at The Canalhouse, and sit outside at Public, sunnies on, no coat and croissant in hand. And do so all in the name of youth.

All in all, spring is the best season. It’s a glorious mess that merges responsibility and chaos. It reminds you that really – deadlines don’t count if it’s sunny outside. But importantly, spring is the best season precisely it is the embodiment of hope, and that of pub patios becoming prime procrastination spots.