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Hi…!

I like Mondays as much as Tuesdays and the rest of the week.  Throughout my life, Sundays have been the worst as far as I remember.  They used to be dead, hot days of nothing, lingering, waiting for the night to come, to sleep and then to be woken up to go to school (I don’t think that I liked school–I always wondered why I had to go to this place that just forces you to memorize things for test and exams, you had to do well, otherwise your parents wouldn’t be happy, and then one day, just like that, you are free to roam the world and then you do everything in your power to become the exact opposite of the image that ‘school’ placed in your head).