I don’t know what’s up with Sundays, but I feel strange on this day. It feels different than other 6 days.
As it’s fine for me to do a lot of things from Monday till Saturday, it’s hard for me to do anything on Sunday!
It’s a lazy day. I like being lazy, but I hate the way Sunday feels.
I often lose the sense of time, but I always know when Sunday is! WTF?
I can’t even think properly. It’s one fucked up day.