I am bored. Because it is a Saturday. And I have no life.
Urgh! Sadness max!
I love the weekend, but when it actually arrives, I am bored. I oversleep and overeat.
On weekdays, I am only thinking of the weekend. Every weekday night, I think only about what's my dinner for tomorrow night. How very exciting.
Every Monday, I go "I wish it is Saturday already."
And every Saturday, I go "I'm bored."
"Wtf!?"



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