Monday Morning Meme Funny Novels & Stories

Merliah's POINT OF VIEW -------------------------- It's Monday again, and I can only say one thing… “F*ck you, Monday.” I stretched and sighed for a moment. Today we are moving to Maui, the condo just behind the university. I'm too lazy to go in today, that's why I hate Monday. But good thing because I will be liberated starting today. I am excited to have a pajama party with lore and my trusted friends. Then I got ready and dressed for university. As I passed through the hallway, I met the dean. We looked at each other but he averted his eyes first.

" At least some joy! What's for Breakfast today? - Memorable, but nothing special! Today on schedule-porridge semolina, a piece of butter, a piece of sausage and a glass of tea. - Zeno, that OK day begins well! The memorable man went into the dining-room with Zeno and began to eat Breakfast. His appetite was good. During Breakfast Zeno told the memorable That he would like to continue our philosophical conversation. Memorable same said, that this conversation better postpone on the other day, now him not want engage, as he put it, philosophical intoxication. Twenty-sixth Day. You again, Mr. Snowden? Memorial lay on his bed and wondered how he could have gotten into this mess. Suddenly, the c

Joke. It's Monday today. So, it means we are just wearing our uniform. Our uniform here is a long white sleeve blouse, a gray necktie with white stripes that are slant, and a checkered one inch above the knee skirt. Oh and of course, our cloak. I immediately got dressed and looked at myself in the mirror. When I made sure I looked good I combed my hair and went out. When I came out, I saw Liam fixing breakfast. "The dear queen is awake." Liam jokingly said. I shaked my head.

You know that feeling when you wake up to a day that just feels off right from the moment you open your eyes? It could be the harsh rays of the sun nearly blinding and forcing you to wake up early on a Saturday morning or the annoying sound of your alarm reminding you that it's a Monday Morning again after you spent Sunday evening drinking your guts out. That small, seemingly unimportant detail in your morning that makes sure you have a bad rest of your day. I was having one of those mornings, but unlike most, I knew exactly why it was going to be a bad day.

~Jolene’s POV~ There are three things I absolutely hate on a Monday morning. 1. Coffee that tastes like betrayal. 2. Emails from HR. 3. Seeing Jasper Coleman in a three-piece suit looking like a goddamn Calvin Klein model dipped in sin. Guess which one hit me first?

He placed feathery kisses on my neck making me giggle because it tickles. "Good morning baby". "Good morning honey". I said. Today was a great day. Soon I welcomed darkness.

Kelsey “Why do you insist on going to the gym on Mondays?” I grumbled, tugging on a black tank top to go over my bright green sports bra. Mindy was tying her shoe. “If you skip Monday, then you’ll skip Tuesday, if you skip Tuesday, you’ll skip Wednesday. Monday is the most important day to go to the gym. 99% of people who are successful in life don’t skip the gym on Mondays.” “I wouldn’t be going to the gym if you didn’t drag me here,” I mumbled, tying my hair into a high ponytail. “It’s always so busy. If I get the treadmill by the cleaning station again, I’m going to lose it.”

She could read those three words over and over all day. Adam: Back to work today. This Monday hurts more than usual. Sidney: Just got to the store. It really is the worst. I have to write all my reviews this week too. Adam: You got this. An hour passed in quiet solitude, with only the mumbling and flashing of the promotional videos filling the store. Apparently, no one needed an upgrade before lunch on a Monday morning. Allison: I can’t wait to read your reviews from the fest! How did it go?

I forced myself to sleep, knowing that tomorrow I would face whatever new challenges I might encounter. I don't know how many hours I slept but I suddenly woke up due to a loud knocking from outside the door. Feeling drowsy, I reluctantly got up to open the door, as the person outside was almost breaking it with the force of their knocking. As I opened the door, my eyes widened when I saw the angry face of Grandma Emilia, accompanied by Dustin and Girlie. I was about to speak and explain, but Grandma Emilia slapped me hard.

It was another Monday morning. To some, it was the start of a long hard boring week of getting shouted at work by their bosses. To some, it was the day of bringing in their weekend assignments for scores and hopes of boosting their plummeting college credits. While to Kelvin, it was jealousy.