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Thursday is my night. Both my sisters have dance class so I have the house to myself. I have homework. I have to take out the trash. I have the most cheerful outlook I've had in weeks. It seems a thousand pounds of sorrow have just flown off my shoulders, sprouting wings and going to pester someone else. I took out the trash with a hop and a skip, not even caring that I was still wearing shoes (Mind you, I can't stand shoes). As I spun in circles I "whoop"ed and "wee"ed and the phrase, "It's a great day to be alive" leaped from my mouth, spring boarding off my tongue and over my lips. I returned to the empty house and kicked off my shoes. I took a shower with the door open and the lights on (I normally keep them off). I stood under scalding water, burning away any residual sadness. I returned to my room and found my spring pajamas. Normally I shy from math, hiding in history books and chemistry worksheets, but today I dove into the calculus questions, pencil flying over differentials and derivatives. Today was no different than any other day. Except that today is Thursday. My Thursday. WHOOP!
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Nov 14, 2013
Nov 14, 2013 at 6:32 PM UTC
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Thursday is my night. Both my sisters have dance class so I have the house to myself. I have homework. I have to take out the trash. I have the most cheerful outlook I've had in weeks. It seems a thousand pounds of sorrow have just flown off my shoulders, sprouting wings and going to pester someone else. I took out the trash with a hop and a skip, not even caring that I was still wearing shoes (Mind you, I can't stand shoes). As I spun in circles I "whoop"ed and "wee"ed and the phrase, "It's a great day to be alive" leaped from my mouth, spring boarding off my tongue and over my lips. I returned to the empty house and kicked off my shoes. I took a shower with the door open and the lights on (I normally keep them off). I stood under scalding water, burning away any residual sadness. I returned to my room and found my spring pajamas. Normally I shy from math, hiding in history books and chemistry worksheets, but today I dove into the calculus questions, pencil flying over differentials and derivatives. Today was no different than any other day. Except that today is Thursday. My Thursday. WHOOP!
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Nov 14, 2013
Nov 14, 2013 at 6:32 PM UTC
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