&lt;?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Week on Hi from Dwipal</title><link>https://dwipal.com/blog/tags/week/</link><description>Recent content in Week on Hi from Dwipal</description><generator>Hugo -- gohugo.io</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 19 Mar 2006 01:59:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://dwipal.com/blog/tags/week/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Days of a week..</title><link>https://dwipal.com/blog/posts/2006-03-19-days-of-a-week/</link><pubDate>Sun, 19 Mar 2006 01:59:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://dwipal.com/blog/posts/2006-03-19-days-of-a-week/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Here are some views on the days of a week..
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;: This is the first day of the week. You just had a super-exciting weekend. You are all charged up for work. &amp;ldquo;I Love Mondays. Anything can happen on a monday.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;: Hmm.. the week is going on. Last weekend&amp;rsquo;s memories are fading, and there is no weekend on the horizon. Life starts to suck. So much work to do.&lt;/p&gt;</description><content:encoded>&lt;p&gt;Here are some views on the days of a week..
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;: This is the first day of the week. You just had a super-exciting weekend. You are all charged up for work. &amp;ldquo;I Love Mondays. Anything can happen on a monday.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;: Hmm.. the week is going on. Last weekend&amp;rsquo;s memories are fading, and there is no weekend on the horizon. Life starts to suck. So much work to do.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;: Oh man. There are no memories left of last weekend, the the next weekend is sooooo far. There is very little work done in the last 2 days, and tons of work to do. Can there be a worse day in life ??&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;: Ahhh.. finally weekend can be seen. Tomorrow is friday. The best day in a week. Work is winding up. People are getting in a holiday mood. Spring is coming, the snow is over. Plans are being made for the weekend.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;: Needs no explaination. Undisputably the best day of the week.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;: Oh man.. such a hangover from friday. Lets chill in the day, have to go out in the night. Oh wait.. we have to go hiking today and rest tomorrow before partying in the evening.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;: Tired by friday and saturday, out of energy. No more holidays left. A dreadful work week waiting for u. No plans for the evening. Why does good things get over so fast?&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded></item></channel></rss>