Ah, Sunday. We all love Sundays. They mean sleeping in, eating brunch, and laying in front of the TV all day long. The thing is, Sunday is a dirty, rotten liar. It lulls us into a false sense of security that leaves us blissfully ignorant of anything besides being comfy and being lazy. We always tend to forget one important thing about Sundays; the horror that is Monday awaits us. As a result, Sunday is typically spent in a weird limbo between wanting to be productive and failing miserably. The following are some of the things we all say we're going to do, end up not accomplishing. Whoops.

Lie: I'm going to get up early in order to be super productive!

Yeah, I'll totally get up at like 8 a.m. to be one of those people that gets crap done.

Reality: Getting out of bed before 10:00 a.m. is a no-go.

Lol, no I'm not.

Lie: I'm definitely going to make myself breakfast, instead of going to get brunch.

Reality: Making my own food sucks, I'm gonna just go to brunch.

Brunch over everythang.

Lie: I'm going to get off of my couch and do something with my life, like workout.

Maybe I'll turn into one of those people who actually upholds their New Year's resolution a month later!

Reality: Who am I kidding, I'm not going to the gym.

That's far too much effort than I want to put into anything in my life, especially on Sunday.

Lie: I'm definitely going to get my homework done.

And I'm for sure gonna start it at like, noon.

Reality: Definitely going to watch Netflix all day.

Finally made a lame attempt to start it at 9, gave up by 9:30.

Lie: I'm definitely prepared for Monday morning.

I'm gonna have a great week and be super prepared for everything!

Reality: No one is ever prepared for the horror that is Monday morning.

Getting into bed and ugly crying, because I'm so unprepared for life.