I Hate Mondays!

It's not like I have ever been the girl that wakes up early, ready to take on the world, my drive doesn't kick in until sometime after lunch and mulitple cups of coffee.  In fact I would prefer everyday to start at noon.  Yes, I waste the morning but in my opinion its overrated, I don't like breakfast food and birds chirping never gave me the warm and fuzzies.  Having a class at 9am really makes me hate mondays.  I have no idea why after 3 years of being at work at 9am I still can't handle being out of bed that early.

I woke up, showered, ran out of the flat, as the door slammed I realized I left my wallet inside.  Perfectly fine except for the fact that my key is in my wallet, fantastic!  Luckily, I live in a place with a reception desk which is supposed to be staffed 24hrs a day.  Unluckily, those fuckers must have been out on a coffee break, no wallet and late, I ran to the tube.  My love affair with the tube has lasted longer than any men I have dated over here but even that is coming to a quick end.  It is beyond crowded in the morning, unless I'm making out, I don't want anyone that close to my face.  I squeezed in only to breath in the air of a man who may but most likely did not brush his teeth this morning!  I absolutely love the smell of hot garbage in the morning, really starts things off well.

I suffered through a 2 hour seminar, most of which was a waste of time.  This is my week of being productive, I have so much to do and yet no motivation to do any of it.  Like finding a job, I have been avoiding this since I got off the plane, I am avoiding it even more now that I realize no one will pay me more than 5-6 quid an hour ($7.50), I'm going to start charging the men who want to snog me, how else am I going to afford living here!

Here are some things I hate today:

Instant coffee:  why this is acceptable to sell, I will never know...but I can't afford a coffee maker or my starbucks habit
Expensive flights to the US:  Why is it cheaper for me to spend 9 days in Egypt than see my friends/family
My pants:  Damn London for their pies, bacon, and anything Cadbury. I can't stay away and my pants can't button.
Downloading:  I have been downloading the same 30min show for 2 hours and there are still 2 to go
Flutes:  The constant practice of my two suitemates has become like nails on a chalkboard
Children:  For whatever reason, a whole pack of kiddies play outside my window, they scream nonstop and inevitably one boy will push one girl and she will scream.

I should have stayed in bed, just being awake right now makes me want to rip my hair out, shove a flute up someone's ass, or throw dodgeballs at small children.  Maybe I need to get laid or book a holiday to an exotic location.  This funk better not carry over to tomorrow.