I know how it is. I used to be one of them. Struggling to open your eyes. Hitting the alarm clock 5 or 6 times before dragging your half asleep corps out of bed. Desperately hoping by some fluke, school would be cancelled, work would be postponed or the Zombie Apocalypse would hit. Mondays are the worst. It is the start to a very lonnnnnnnggggg week of work. The end of a luxurious lazy weekend. I used to dread Mondays. My kryptonite. But I got lucky. This semester I was able to manage skipping Mondays. No school. Extra long weekend. I lay in bed, listen to music. Get nothing done day. I love it. Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end, as much as we dread them. Don't worry I will be back to hating Mondays along with everyone else come next semester.
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