But before I knew that not everyone saw what I saw, I thought: If people are going to manufacture things like that, then they should at least get it right? And then when I found out that not everybody did, it made me even more annoyed. And people just didn't understand just how upsetting it was.
So these are my days of the week:
Monday- a deep red-purple-pink colour. Sort of like that tree with the amazing leafs. Monday is a bold day and not scared to say what she thinks and is always willing to stand up for others.
Tuesday- a really bright fresh green that tastes like spring onions. She is shy but loves the warmth and comfort of home.
Wednesday- a really bright sunny sort of yellow but is muted down. He is out going and gets into a lot of trouble but it's not his fault as he is like an over excited puppy. Thursday- she is a really icey blue. Almost white. It should be a really pretty colour, but it tastes of bleach. Thursday is happy but can get very depressed and has a strong relationship with Monday- They are sort of best friends.
Friday- He is a beautiful orange-red colour which looks kind of like rust. He is the guy that all the girls lust over and has a kind, soft heart but can have a harsh temper. Saturday- He is a deep, deep purple which is always warm and comforting. He is quite and loves to sit and watch people going unnoticed.
Sunday- She is the deepest of navey blues, so deep it is almost black and she is caring but can be strict. She is a mother and tastes like honeycomb.
And that is why the days of the week in any other colour annoys me so much.
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