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FUCK THIS HEAT.

BRB, MOVING TO ANTARTICA.

OH THANK FUCK IT'S RAINING.

THUNDERSTORMS FOR THE WIN.

It was 37C today. I was wearing a skirt and sitting on a plastic chair; I was so sweaty I was SLIDING off that shit.

Maybe this is why I like the rain so much? Because it's such a relief from the blistering heat, and it's so cool and refreshing and the wet earth smells so nice and it's a lovely thing to have at evenings or night and watch it from your balcony with the window open. And summer means thunderstorms everyday that literally light up the sky, not even with lightning but when the sky goes all orange-y and it looks almost like daylight and then there's lightning and you can see the drops falling sort of in slow motion. Rain in England was freezing and a bit dreary to have all day long when it's already freezing outside anyway, and it's easy to see why it's disliked. But here - rain's a bit magic, and it means grass going finally green and lovely smells and an end to the horribly hot spring.

There was hail tonight! Really weird, as it usually doesn't rain until mid-June, the end of our stupid april/may summer and the beginning of the rainy season (which sort of just becomes fall by late november and ends in summer in april. Winter? almost nonexistant. Spring? Motherfucking heat non deserving of a pretty name.)