tHe daY AfteR sUndAY

Who came up with mondays anyway?? I hate coming to work after the weekend. On monday it feels that there is no end to this week... and even the weekend seems pointless because after sunday there is always that bloody monday. This morning my alarm went off at 4.50 again. I'm really starting to hate the sound of that... Well, at least it's better than the muppets show music that I used to have before, that used to really annoy me in the mornings. The sun was rising when I was sitting on my favourite seat in the bus on my way to work. I always sit on the right side of the bus on the forth seat from the front on the second floor. Once there was someone else sitting on that spot and it really made my day miserable. But anyway, as I said, the sun was rising when I was coming to work - the whole sky was red. Just as I get used to the sun rising when I'm going to work they are going to make the clocks go forward for an hour, so yet again I am waking up in the middle of the night when there is no light anywhere in the world... #*&!! it's not fair. Oh well, at least it's lighter later to the evening, that is if I ever feel like staying up later than 8 pm... yawn