I really dread Mondays. They are really long days. I have to climb up to 'heaven', go to 'hell' and eventually go to an in-between. For my 12pm lecture, I have to climb the impossible steps to get to stupid LT 32 which is on a hill and which I call it 'heaven'. It seems that 'heaven' is not that easy to get to (pun intended). For the 3pm tutorial, I go down to 'hell' - the unofficial smoking corner in campus. My goodness, it is totally smoking galore! And lastly, I have the espanol class at night which is somewhere between me being really tired and me relatively enjoying it. Mondays are really silly.
When I was on the bus back home just now, I saw an ambulance on the street and I suddenly thought that it should be quite depressing to see them zipping by because it would mean that someone is in trouble. Alas, when I was having this thought, I saw another on zipping past by the same stretch of street. How depressing can it get when you see 2 ambulances on the same stretch?!?
