I hate Mondays.

I say I hate Mondays a lot. Each and every time they come around I say it at least once.

Mondays are the start of the week so normally I wake up a little tired and not used to waking up so early. The day goes on I find it hard to wake up and have a smile on my face, then teachers yell at me, I have a massive free period which unless I go to my Grandpops is spent feeling really awkwardly and out of place. "You'll get a bunch of amazing new friends at college" they said. And I don't disagree but I don't agree. They're only my friend when they want to be. After college I take the bus home and then walk to my house. The walk to my house hurts my legs but it seems to be pleasant. I get home and if Mum's home she's either lazing about the house, about to go out or cooking dinner. If she's not home she's either taking my sister to her extra classes for the fucking idiots or she's catering to our horse.

After dinner I sit at the computer and wait for kinda social activity, I keep my phone right next to me but as normal it doesn't go off. Eventually I contemplate doing homework and that normally doesn't happen, if it does happen I spend all night doing it and wake up in a shitty mood the next day due to lack of sleep. When I finally do go to bed I actually find it hard to sleep. Although there's no physical pain I feel that a huge weight on throbbing on my head. If I had to describe the sound it would be a very heavy thick one toned bass, constantly holding one note.

Mondays normally suck for me. This Monday brought me being ignored once again by Andy, finding out that Alice is gunna end up with some chavy looking guy who someone in my Health and Social care class set her up with, I'm not sure why but it sorta bugs me. I don't have any kind of love feeling for her I guess it's because they were openly talking about the size of his penis.  I don't really feel much for Andy either, maybe I'm saying that because she's kinda pissed me off, I feel sorta screwed over because she was my first kiss and now she's ignoring me. Oh well, Mondays suck end of story.

On a slightly brighter note, I'll be going to live music on Wednesday with Harry Millard and Alex Bamford. For those of you who don't know what that is it's pretty much a bunch of people who get together and jam around. It's at the college and it should be funny watching Alex attempt to play.

Anyway, Mondays suck, I'm going to bed, take care and D.F.T.B.A.