Journal #4 Blue Monday Blue (beware! this article contains inappropriate words and gray feelings)

Monday morning, six o’clock. I wake up with severe headache. “sh#t, I shouldn’t drink too much!” I murmured. I opened the window. It was a heavy rain outside. I remembered that one day, in English class, Stephen said that if we want to describe the heavy rain, we can use “rain cats and dogs.” And I don’t know why it’s so complicated. Could we just say the big rain, the huge rain or something else? I went to the bathroom and started to brush my teeth. “Why should I go to work in this @#$ heavy rain and my brain is going to explode” I muttered. After I washed up, I took some Aspirin and hoped the hammer can stop hitting my head.

How can I forget the very first time when I heard the term “blue Monday.” It really describe how I feel right now precisely. Usually, I feel bad since Sunday morning and end at Tuesday night. It’s quite a long period of time, right? At Tuesday night, I just realize that the holiday is gone, is dead, and is disappeared. I will work hard on Wednesday and Thursday, and then on Friday, I am exciting about the coming holiday, and than it’s Saturday, Sunday. Finally, it’s Monday again. “Just like a big big circle.” I thought. “And it never ended.” I can’t stop thinking the vicious circle in this time and it’s really bothered me. “Can I do something to stop the vicious circle?” I looked myself in the mirror and ask again and again. Suddenly, something appeared behind me. I looked at the mirror carefully, it is a girl who has a pale face and long black hair and she approached me quietly. My heart was pounding, my breath got rapid, and my body was shakied. Is that true? Or is just my imagination? Or I am so sleepy? Suddenly, the girl talked to me. “Hey, are you done? It’s my turn.” And the girl is my sister.