Canberra is. Invisible hot steam is exiting of my ears. The season is heating up. So much for the so called spring. Summer's approaching, and the sun will once smile, smirking down to the people who were pampered with the previous easy breezy spring.
Then there's the wind. Blowing pedestrians away heartlessly. Nicole Richie won't even have to walk. To girls, do wear skirts. Short ones of course. And to the guys, follow them when they walk. :) Sunglasses is crucial these days. The same goes to moisturiser. Fag.
Didn't dare to leave the house without those. The glaring and scorching sun pierces through the skin down to the bones, and the hostile wind enjoying, swepping off weightless sands and dirts of the earth and lands on faces of mother nature's frail and clueless us - simply irritating.
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