The heat around San Antonio, Texas has been excruciating. I don't want to say its bearable but I get through my days. Miserably, but I get through it. Funny story actually, my mom, my sisters, and I decided to go to the gym the other day and try out the Sauna and as soon as I walked in I was like yeah, this is what it feels like outside. Seriously, I didn't even feel a difference. And if there was one it was by maybe +4 degrees. FOUR MEASLY DEGREES!

I say it all the time and I'll say it again: I don't know how I put up with this heat but I will never live anywhere else but San Antonio. I love it too much. Judge me.

Oh, what did I do at work today you ask? I watched the Michael Jackson memorial. I mean, I already knew I was going to cry like a baby because ever since I heard of his passing I have been taking it really hard. Don't ask me why. I don't know, but it feels like I lost a family member, a close family member. Its just sad, and I can't describe it. So anyway, I was watching the memorial and throughout the entire thing I was teary eyed but I didn't start bawling until Paris talked at the end. SHIT! That was the roughest thing I've ever had to hear in a while. It doesn't matter who it is, famous or not, it is always hard to lose a parent.

In other news, I'm stressed the fuck out because of all the work that I have to do before school starts.