Friday, May 21, 2010 . 5/21/2010 12:32:00 AM

Everyone knows the anticipation Fridays gives. 

Friday is my second favourite day of the week (the first being Saturday). It has the message that says, "The weekend is here!" or "I can sleep in tomorrow!" or "No school/work tomorrow!"

I love Fridays for the following reasons:

1. The latest chapter of Bleach is out. (Okay, this is the lamest reason, but I'm a big Bleach fan.)

2. I can go home after work and say, "I can just lie in bed and not think of anything."

3. Well... it's the weekend!

4. Well, currently my tired mind isn't helping me think of any other reason. I'm sure there's more.

Come on! It's Friday! 

But Friday isn't that extraordinary to me. On alternate Fridays, I have practicals that practically left me light-headed the last time I was involved in. And every Friday, I have to go to work with a brat. A darling brat though. Who can be infuriating and cute at the same time. I'm going off-topic. Work is tiring when you have a tiring long day. By the time I'm done with my day, I'll be pale. I'm serious about that. I'll look whiter than I already am by the end of the day and Mummy would boil some nutritious soup for me in the weekends (Okay, for the three of us sibs). 

Everyone else would have their social nights on Fridays. My only social date that day would be my bed. It's the most comfortable companion in the world. Well, not exactly, since my mattress is so flat I can feel the bed board (is that the correct term?).