When my last class on Friday was about to finish, I was hoping in-wardly that please, don't finish it so soon since I expected another unwelcome and boring weekend. But it seemed that the clock ran more quickly and ruth-lessly pointed the ending time of the class. People began leaving the classroom while they were talking about their exciting plans for the weekend. I was even a little jealous when I saw they were so elated. Well, what I am going to do? I was wondering but no idea came out.
With no plans, I was lackadaisically wandering on Broadway street. …
