Ice Age Monday

It started off good enough. The sun was shining, the cereal was good, and the bananas were fine. But Monday is a mountain for me. I have to make up all the free time somewhere, and unfortunatly, Monday is that day. I have nine periods straight, from 8:45 all the way to 4:45. It is a very long day. I don't have it as bad as some kids though. They have 10 periods jammed together. I started off with math, and that flew by. Spanish took a long time, and it was if someone had poured mollases all over time itself. I had English next, wiuch was easy, but then I had sports. The class itself wasn't bad, I actually enjoyed the run around Kettwig, but it left me drained of energy for the next three classes. History was so long, I almost fell asleep. That never happens to me. Especially in History! Religion was as crazy as always, but took way too long. Then I had geography, and time stood still. I ran out the doors of school. But I had the hill to look forward to. I got home, ate a bunch of leftover spaghetti, crawled upstairs, and passed out on my bed. I woke up for sandwitches, and then after I'm done writing this, I'm going to pass out for a second time.