hate mondays
Mondays are long and horrible. I start at eight with golf. Then I have English, Religion and Nature sciense followed by golf and then golf again. I finished eight and when I got home I found that my father had made pancakes. Lovely! Then I joined him by the TV and fell asleep. I don't really know what happened after that, how long time I slept or something. But I don't think it was too long. It couldn't have been. The dog wanted to come inside, and the cat wanted to go outside so I had to take care of them so. But a powernap is the best thing, and now I'm fully awake and very energetic.
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