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I hate Mondays, not just because they mean a start of another week of uni, not just because I like to sleep until 2pm and I’m not allowed to do so and not because I normally miss breakfast 99% of the time because I am late.

Well… actually it is because of those reasons, but this isn’t the basis of this post today.

Today was different, apart from the usual horrid Monday rituals, for some reason it decides to throw some other bullshit in my face:

1. I thought that my first lecture started at 11:30 in which was I was horrendously wrong and instead it began at 10:30, which wouldn’t have been a big issue if that hadn’t of been the only lecture for that particular subject. LAMÈ.

2. When I went shopping in the weekend I decided to put all my cash in my pocket… which I never took up to place in my wallet… Therefore I only have the money on my card which isn’t too bad but I’d prefer not to touch it.

3. I was fired.
Yes my children, I was fired from my job, which I’m more annoyed than upset about. The issue was that I needed to work full time, however I can only muster a casual/part time amount of hours within a week and so my manager had already found enough workers to work full time that he decided that me working those small hours was not worth it. Which I understood. The issue with this was that I gave up my previous job when I found out that I had gained a new one, only to be “let go” about a month later, which leaves me jobless.

4. A new job opening has been found… except for the first time since the stone age I decided to wear something more casual and less formal, so that’s what I’ll be wearing to hand in my resume. Balls.

I hate Mondays.