Monday hater I stayed awake at 23:00 and felt teird at 6:00 Monday morning. The weather was cold(-10 ℃). There were full of people on bus. "Move backwards! let others get on bus," the bus driver kept saying, and his voice became louder and lounder with more people coming in. "I don't move. There is no area at the rear of the bus to keep me banlance. Let new comers find their spots," I thought. I stood and tried to sleep, and the distance was enough to get my energy back; However, every break woke me up. I hate Monday.