Monday (i/ˈmʌndeɪ/ or /ˈmʌndi/) is the day of the week between Sunday and Tuesday. According to international standards it is the first day of the work week. According to the Christian, Islamic and Hebrew Calendars, Sunday is the first day of the week. The name of Monday is derived from Old English Mōnandæg and Middle English Monenday, which means, “moon day”.

This entire explanation is cute, but it means absolutely nothing to me. “I HATE MONDAYS.” Even though I haven’t really figured out why, I still do.

I think it has a lot to do with the ‘work week’ explanation, or better said the word ‘work’. I do not like that word at all… not one bit… sleep, relax, vacation… I love those. But then again this past month I have been trying to convince myself that every word is just a word and that I can even assign the feeling of love to the word ‘hate’… or better said: to not think so deeply about the emotion mankind assigns to words.

In my quest to start loving Monday I started to party on Mondays. Places I love to go to is Vie Monday, this is a party at Club vie every two weeks, the smart thing to do is to go between 10 and 11 pm, because this club tends to fill up quite quickly.

Another place I like visiting on Mondays is the Superclub in Amsterdam. They have a very eclectic music genre. But since this is Amsterdam, make sure you find your way onto the guest list before heading in that direction.

Although I now have a reason to look out to Monday, I started dreading Tuesdays… You try getting up at 9am after a 4 hour sleep…Not nice!