Monday, January 28, 2002
I really dont like Monday mornings. I take that back, why should I be biased against Mondays when it is every morning that I dislike. I've become victim to that slowness of thought that is symptom of not getting enough sleep. My bed looks tempting, and I know that I could curl up into it for another two hours, at least, if it weren't for class. This class with its dreaded attendance policy and mysterious boy. He walked me halfway to my car on Friday after class, and about the only thought running through my head at this hour is, "Will he do it again?"
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