I've come to realize that, although I bitch incessantly about class and homework, I have it made on Mondays. After hearing about others' full day Monday escapades (i.e. Alexis and Aurora), I feel almost bad dreading the beginning of the week.

I certainly get eased into the week. With my first class at 11 o'clock Monday mornings, I get to sleep in and recover from my rowdy weekends. (So rowdy that I went to bed last night upset that I would only be getting nine hours of sleep, rather than the ten I had gotten the three nights before.) Then I have a class that usually lasts 15 minutes at three o'clock. And no homework. Would it be wrong of me to say I love Mondays?

I love Mondays and I hate writing news stories. Who ever would have thunk it?