I love thunderstorms. If one comes and it's not too cold, I'll go sit outside and watch it. Mainly it's the rain (warm rain can fit any emotion), but I also find the lightning and thunder really relaxing.

I've had two bad experiences with thunderstorms. One was when my father, brother, and myself were in the middle of Lake Lanier, in Georgia, when our crappy boat motor decided to not work, and we paddled our way back to shore in the middle of a thunderstorm using our shirts. That sucked. And the other was when I was really little, like 4 or 5 years old, my brother and sister looked for me for like half an hour during a thunderstorm, only to find that I was sleeping from when I had laid out on the back porch to watch everything. They said I could have drowned, I dunno.