This time of the year is probably the one time that you can tell I'm not British.
I actually like this hot weather.
Although it's been too warm to sleep properly and I've been getting all sticky and sweaty, I love this weather.
Yesterday I spent a large amount of time in a beautiful park, sitting under a tree revising. Even when walking through the grotty bit of London I live in, I couldn't stop smiling. I even managed to pretend for a while that I was on holiday somewhere warm and nice.
I have a written exam tomorrow, and then in a fortnight I have my OSCE. Fingers crossed this warm weather lasts until after my exams.
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