Random Post #2

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3 words. 8 letters.
It is HOTT. 
Yep. With an extra "T". Coz that's how hot it is. -_-

Seriously. The heat is unbearable. It's getting to my head. 
I can't concentrate on the lectures. I can't bring myself to get any work done. I just wanna stay in my room and sleep all day. 
Oh wait. These are just the normal symptoms. ke ke.. :P

It's been a long and tiring day. And it's just the start of the week. Geez..
Now, I should probably prepare for my Japanese speaking test tomorrow. I have two reports to finish and a midterm on Thursday. Yet, here I am, listening to "All of me" by John Legend and blogging about my mediocre life.

July needs to end quickly so that I can breathe.
Enough complaining. Getting back to work.
Signing off for now.
Over and out.

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