In addition to the general weekend love, do you have classes on your favourite subject on Tuesdays or do you live in a part of the world where every Thursday is a pancake day?
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I chose Tuesday because it's the only day I have off classes. My weekends are usually busy, and Friday might be my favorite day, once I am done with my morning class... xP
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I hate Monday because it's Monday. Tuesday is worst because I have to wake up early again and I'm tired from Monday. Wednesday is okay since it's the middle of the week, but I still have to "get over the hill." Thursday is the day I spend thinking about Friday all day. And Friday I'm ready for the weekend. Sunday is the day I have to do errands and homework and I have school the next day.
So that leaves Saturday to be my favorite. I get to rest, I don't have any responsibilities, and it's just a day for fun when I don't have to think of anything else.
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I like Friday, 1) because I have choir rehearsals and 2) it is the only day (at present) I can be around the girl I am in love with. Other than that, it is weekend, so...
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