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Monday, August 8, 2011

Dear Monday,

Oh, Monday. I usually spend the day thinking/talking/complaining about how much I hate you. I may or may not have let the words "sounds like somebody's got a case of the mondaaays" slip out of my mouth. I know, I'm so annoying. 

Anyway, whether I like it, or not, you are going to happen every single week I'm lucky enough to be alive. There are only seven days in a week, and you, Monday, are without fail one of those. You make up 14.29% of my life. 



So. Instead of wasting one seventh of my week grumbling, I resolve to make it an awesome day.

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