Frantic Monday.

As always on mondays getting up was equal to walking through a 10 feet thick wall of ice.
Espescially since i was up skiing since 8 a.m at a sunday, when I was awake till 3 A.M. at saturday night.
I had to go to class, early in the morning, and that was not a good feeling.
As i was so tired that i felt like sleeping, all through the day.

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