My roommate wrote a blog post about humidity not being our friend. At first glance, I thought he wrote 'humanity' and, you know, it still applies. Then again, maybe that's just the heat talking.
Last night was really bad. My room was smoldering and sleep was almost impossible. The heat starts to make my body think it needs to eject things so I spend a good deal of my time feeling nauseous. Two more months of this, at the very least. On one hand, I hope I survive. On the other hand, I just hope for a quick death as an escape from the heat.
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