After rushing the week to run quicker than it should, I'm now stuck on a Friday evening with tons of nothing to do.
What is it about Fridays that forces you to want it to come so badly? Is it just the fact that you won't be at work to see your miserable, bipolar, boss's face? Or do we just hate the idea of getting up each morning to go to a work that stresses us out? When the weekend comes around, we are hypnotized with the beauty of two whole days of nothing to do. Unfortunately, that's just for a selected few.
For me, I have to do school work or some sort of house work. When I do let down my hair (which is not much) and go somewhere to enjoy myself, I'm consumed for the next 2 - 3 weeks with a form of tiredness that is second to none.
So what will be my solution for my weekends?
For now, there is none... school work has to come first (for a few more months at least) then I'm gonna let loose like a cannon with fire on her ass :)
I'm yours truely
the original Divaknockoff
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