After another weekend filled with parties, movie marathons, staying up all hours of the night and pretending your responsibilities don’t exist, the inevitable happens: Sunday. The last day of the weekend is filled with cramming for exams, naps, brunch and mental breakdowns. Sunday is basically a Bridget Jones movie…
You wake up hungry and hungover, and reflect on your life choices after you check your bank account:
“I’m never drinking again” runs through your head at least three times after you see your snapchat story:
You recap your night with your roommates:
It’s time to evaluate the damage. You step on the scale…
And decide it’s time to eat healthy. Too bad you still can’t cook:
A friend asks if you want to go to brunch. Decision time:
Mimosas always win #SundayFunday:
And you forget about your problems for a while:
Time to get to business. You make a list of everything you need to get done:
You think if you go to the gym, you will feel accomplished. Sometimes it helps:
You decide it’s time to work on your to-do list. You dive in head-first:
You’re bored within minutes:
You wonder if failing your exam or not being super prepared for a presentation would really be that big of a deal:
You use your hangover as an excuse to get out of any meetings, appointments or promises you made:
You debate how badly you need to wash your hair. A ponytail, dry shampoo or a hat could work instead:
You admit defeat. Ice cream and sleep are the only thing that will make you feel better about the impending Monday: