I like Mondays. Sometimes they are hard, sometimes they gets life inspiration for all week. But sometimes they are spirit-mixed. Like today.
First of all, I was at home only month ago. I would like to go to home this week. Yesterday I done 2 labs early. Both about structural design patterns. But...
But today I failed to pass them. Because exactly before me queue was cut by the end of pair.
Than I undrestood, that my dreams about travel to home was broken for this week. But, not all was bad. At first, we were confused, when saw, how smoke slowly rises up from system unit of one of the computers in laboratory.
Last part of pair, waiting for our turn, some people from our education group were spoke about funny things. We listened to music: that was rock-n-roll. So, as for me, I spent time perfectly. For that half an hour I felt comfort.
But in the evening I am tired, not enough sleep and have no a lot of optimism.
Ah, yes. My English is horrible!
