Friday.

As a teenager, I have always loved Fridays. It's the day when I get off school early, hangout with my friends, catch a movie, meet-up with my boyfriend, watch basketball games, whatever have you. You might say that Saturday is a much better day 'cause I can enjoy the whole day doing all those things but back in the day (yes, I feel I'm that old), Saturdays are for choir practices. Sure, I can hangout after practice but it seems like it's never as fun and as exciting as Friday...at least for me.

Now, at 24 years old, I dread Fridays. It's the day of the week when I expect someone to call me up, asking if I wanted to have a couple rounds of beers (or coffee). It's the day when looking at my Twitter and Instagram feed makes me want to bang my head to the wall. It's the day when I force myself to sleep really early. I know I have a kid and all but that doesn't mean I should stop living my (single) life, does it?

I know what you're going to say: I should just ask someone - anyone - out and I probably should but the problem with that is it seems like almost all of the people I want to be with on a Friday night would rather be with someone else. That, or they're too far away from the place where I wanna hangout (I can't adjust as of the moment, I don't have the financial capacity to just yet).

If it isn't obvious yet, I'm not really looking forward to tomorrow. There might be a turn of events, yes, but I'm not entirely counting on it.