Mondays
Mondays have a bad connotation to them. Argh, flow of consciousness is off and running. The word connotation has a bad connotation to it, the word itself is a noun meaning "An idea or meaning suggested by or associated with a word or thing" (I went and looked it up, Thanks Dictionary.com!) However, when you say something has a connotation, the nature of English to me, dictates that you would need an adjective to go with it, to specify what sort of connotation it is, as opposed to just assuming (as it seems we now do) that the word connotation connotates a bad connotation. Whoa! Blew ya away, didn't I?
So, as I was saying, Monday-Monday (Mama's and the Papa's.. I looked that up too), people are always like, blah its Monday. Doesn't it suck, the weekend is so far away. But after the weekend I had, and the night's sleep I got, I felt, yes this is going to be (this morning) and now feel this has been a long day. But as far as days of the week, I wouldn't necessarily call it my least favorite, at least not while I've been in college. I don't mind going back to school, or having to work again. My classes aren't too bad, and work is easy. I get to sit around, surf the internet, read for my classes, and spam you fine people for 3.5 hours a day, and best of all, they pay me well. I don't know what I feel is the worst day of the week. I've not had all too great of Sundays recently. I think I'll nix that as my least favorite day. Everybody is just blah from a long week. And it's the shortest day too! I woke up at 1:00pm yesterday, and went to bed at 1:30am this morning. 12.5 hours, and it even ran into another day. That's short!
I wake up at or around 8am during the week, and I'm not done with work until 4:30pm at which point I go play gin with a friend of mine (Monday-Thursday). Such an old man thing to do, I know, as a 19 year old guy and a 20 year old girl play gin in what would feel as though it were a Mom & Pop store, with its current foot traffic, for an hour a day. So, there's 8.5 hours before I do anything remotely out of the ordinary. And you know what? I don't mind it one bit. It is kind of nice knowing exactly what is going to happen in the course of one's day. And then I have a whole 6.5 hours before the "new day" starts, where I can do anything I want. Go to the rec center & play some tennis, lift some weights, etc... Go to Target, get some munchies, what have you... Vege (sp) out on aforementioned munchies, and watch TV or a Movie... Play video/computer games... Work on that novel that is hanging in the back of your mind (yay Cognitive Psychology)...Plot world domination. Anything you could want!
Monday is what you make of it! Don't let it get you down. And I'll try not to let my Sundays suck so bad, m'kay?
So, as I was saying, Monday-Monday (Mama's and the Papa's.. I looked that up too), people are always like, blah its Monday. Doesn't it suck, the weekend is so far away. But after the weekend I had, and the night's sleep I got, I felt, yes this is going to be (this morning) and now feel this has been a long day. But as far as days of the week, I wouldn't necessarily call it my least favorite, at least not while I've been in college. I don't mind going back to school, or having to work again. My classes aren't too bad, and work is easy. I get to sit around, surf the internet, read for my classes, and spam you fine people for 3.5 hours a day, and best of all, they pay me well. I don't know what I feel is the worst day of the week. I've not had all too great of Sundays recently. I think I'll nix that as my least favorite day. Everybody is just blah from a long week. And it's the shortest day too! I woke up at 1:00pm yesterday, and went to bed at 1:30am this morning. 12.5 hours, and it even ran into another day. That's short!
I wake up at or around 8am during the week, and I'm not done with work until 4:30pm at which point I go play gin with a friend of mine (Monday-Thursday). Such an old man thing to do, I know, as a 19 year old guy and a 20 year old girl play gin in what would feel as though it were a Mom & Pop store, with its current foot traffic, for an hour a day. So, there's 8.5 hours before I do anything remotely out of the ordinary. And you know what? I don't mind it one bit. It is kind of nice knowing exactly what is going to happen in the course of one's day. And then I have a whole 6.5 hours before the "new day" starts, where I can do anything I want. Go to the rec center & play some tennis, lift some weights, etc... Go to Target, get some munchies, what have you... Vege (sp) out on aforementioned munchies, and watch TV or a Movie... Play video/computer games... Work on that novel that is hanging in the back of your mind (yay Cognitive Psychology)...Plot world domination. Anything you could want!
Monday is what you make of it! Don't let it get you down. And I'll try not to let my Sundays suck so bad, m'kay?
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