you don't have to throw on a fake smile to get through mondays, right? the old thought school also teaches to set things the night before and then listen to upbeat music to face the most horrible day of the week in a better way.
i didn't do neither of these things today. i can't smile if i'm sleep deprived, tired and showing it or if i'm totally disorganized. what's more, the idea that a hunger attack may hit me while i'm waiting for alice to finish her modern dance lesson isn't appalling neither. that's the most critical moment for me. i'll have to stay away from coffee machines.
so let me fully hate this bloody monday, and hope it ends soon! yuuuuck!