{1} - what do you mean? evil has never loved you

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This type of weather makes everything sticky. Dad and I slug though the day and the humidity makes it like we’re walking through pudding, or paint. Speaking of paint The History of Painting is not the best class to have during days like these. I swear I have fallen asleep in that class ten times, it’s so boring (and I say that in the kindest sense of the word).

I don’t have to go to the shop today; dad’s still not done repainting the front room. I really like the colour that we chose. I plan to now use my spare time to have a bath and listen to some music.