WEEKENDS ARE WEEKENDS: Part Three.

Worst day of the weekend: SUNDAY. Cause it's all like, here we go again. Tomorrow's monday. And that's no fun. I catch up on sleep on Sundays. Basically all I do. And homework. Because somehow it's fair that we get homework on the weekends. Love weekends.

WEEKENDS ARE WEEKENDS: Part Two.

THINGS I PLAN ON DOING THIS WEEKEND:

• zipling in a rainforest.
• winning the lottery.
• becoming famous.
• start gardening.
• bungee jumping.
• eating a whole role of cookie dough without the possibility of getting sick.
• growing my hair out.
• join a fencing club.
• learn how to drive.
• get a job.
• wear sunglasses.
• get an appropriate amount of sleep.
• but also pull an all nighter.
• learn how to play the violin.
• and learn how to play the piano.
• circumnavigate the world.
• eat anything I want.
• live. life.

YES. I will accomplish all of these things in a weekend. PREPARE FOR YOUR MIND TO BE BLOWN...

WEEKENDS ARE WEEKENDS: Part One.

I LOVE WEEKENDS. But not when I don't do anything. Every Friday, I'll start dreaming of what cool things I'm going to do on the weekend, but then Sunday rolls around, and I'm just sitting in my room asking myself why I thought this weekend was going to be any different. I guess as long as I sleep in, I consider the weekend a success.