[The text for the following two days is based on notes.]
My neighbor Al asked me where I would go.
In the bus there were Melanie Collins and Barbara Griffin who briefly chatted with me.
I was late with Nelson II on the L.A. practices.
Thomas called me, I refused to chat with him.
In lecture room 10 while talking to me, Gulben said “reflesh” instead of “refresh”.
Sandra had torn her jeans and Reis tried to console her.
I felt very little ticklish.
Muhammed was absent.
It was raining, so on the way to F.E.S. the it girl came under my umbrella. She said she was a bit fat to which I responded “Not true”. In my mind I “played” “Umbrella” by Rihanna.
My colleagues didn’t say anything to me about my Friday outburst. They had understandment.
I was alone, but I was truly happy.
Monday is my favourite day.