Mondays. It's like they're the closest relative to the devil, at least that's what I think. Not only do I hate mornings, but Monday mornings really are the worst of them all. The weekend always seems like such a treat but when it comes to school, all of the joy and happiness just up and vanishes into thin air.
Groaning like some animal, I make way over to the bathroom, which was locked much to my disappointment. Guess I have to wait a little longer before I can get ready. Today, I'll be seeing Nathan again, well, it's not like it's been forever, but I kinda missed him. I think that's the only reason I'm looking forward to going to class today.
Jesus, I sound like a High school girl in love, hopelessly trying to see her crush after the long weekend, wanting to be near him and having
