On a Sweaty Night

Despite sleeping half naked, it gets warmer when you're hugging a bolster that generates heat, or maybe absorbs heat. So sometime in the middle of the night, you'd just give up hugging despite it's what you and your bolster always love to do when sleeping. You'd feel sticky on your back, and when you start to realize drops of sweat dripping from your neck, you finally woke up and stood on the bed. Damn, what's gotten into the world today? Blame ourselves. Blame you. Blame me. Stupid bugger if we'd known it'd be THIS hot, I'd be 100% for the environmentalist.

Damn! Even when I'm typing this post, freshly out of the shower, I began to feel the stickiness already. How am I suppose to even concentrate on my studies when I'm so irritated by the heat?! I can't even concentrate on reading on single paragraph man!

And if you were wondering, the door and windows are all opened. And the fan blasting at its highest speed. And yeah, I'm sitting on the PVC chair half naked. I had to place a small towel on the chair to ease the sweaty bum, because half and hour into reading, I'd be feeling as if my arse is wetting my shorts.

So yeah, I'm not exactly in a mood to talk to anyone. What's more with the added pressure from this current posting with the malignant lecturers, and the exam slowly crawling up as the days go by to finally strangle you with you knowing, it's just not a good night.

In fact, NIGHTS...

It's been weeks since there were sweaty nights. That when the roomie actually tuned down the fan speed when we sleep, I woke up in the middle of the night as if I had a shower on my bed. I complained and complained and I guess he had no choice but to let it blast at the fastest speed to ensure a slightly improved sleep.

I really don't know how long I could stand this heat before I lose my mind. Even the air-con in the library wasn't cooling enough. So tell me... how am I suppose to survive in this heat? Read my books in the shower?

Or perhaps studying in a quiet Starbie outlet... Hmmm...