It has always seemed alien to me that people actually leave the house and do things on a Sunday. For me, Sundays are for sleeping late, wearing cosy clothes and watching your favourite films with gallons of hot chocolate / tea.
Weekdays are hectic. I know that for me juggling school, work, social life and other commitments can be a struggle. Saturdays are definitely for socialising because when else do you have time to socialise? But surely having a rest on a Sunday is the best way to prepare yourself for the week ahead.
When I was little I hated Sundays because every week without fail I would be forced to stand out in the cold watching my brother play football. I remember one Christmas I received cosy Barbie socks and my parents said "they're for when you watch football in the cold". Egotistical young me just didn't understand why they forced me to go and why they wasted one of my Christmas presents on this ridiculous weekly ritual. Of course, every week I threw a tantrum and every week they ignored me, so to dying of frostbite I went every Sunday for roughly three or four years.
I think this weekly torture may be the cause of my desire to be warm and cosy every Sunday, in order to make up for the cold days I used to endure.
about me
*tries really hard to not make this sound lame*
you alright guys, my name is charly. i am just your standard stressed a level student. pretty much just going to use this page to project my thoughts onto. thank you for taking an interest.
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