It was 23 degrees Celsius. Before I ate two bowls of egg chicken breads, a muffin, a cup of yogurt, a chocolate croissant, and egg, a woman gave me many groceries to carry at Acsa's sill.
It was 29 degrees Celsius. After I went in Acsa to get two squares of pepperonis, I sat on a stair to eat outside. I jogged in Agincourt Recreational Centre to eat acrid sausage tomato rice and to drink a pop of spring water.
It was 30 degrees Celsius. After I got lots of groceries to carry at Acsa's sill, I walked home to eat a bowl of vegetable cubed French fries chicken, a swiss croissant, three chocolate croissants, and a blueberries muffin.
It was 30 degrees Celsius. I jogged in St. Timothy's Anglican Church to eat a plate of chicken cubed French fries vegetable and a plate of orange popsicle chocolate cake.