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What did I get myself into this time?
Sometimes, I don’t mind the heat. Its only when it’s humid that I truly dread it. As soon as I woke up I could feel the sun kiss my face, almost viciously trying to pull me from my sleep so I could acknowledge its presence. It was my own fault, the night before I was out with my girlfriends and must have left my blinds open by mistake. I could have also been that I was so drunk that I completely forgot about them when I s...