Shoot! I’m too early again. What can I do? Pretend studying? Nah, I’ll just write this blog instead. I am currently making my it’s-supposed-to-be-free-cut time worthwhile. I realized that I’ve been coming to school too early, as early as time itself, I suppose. But what can I do? I’m bored and as I personally view it, school is the only place where ennui never sets in. Well, that’s according to my indirect sources. It’s boring to be bored, isn’t it?
Okay, this write-up was written four days ago, but up to now, it still isn’t finished. I’m still bored and I am aware that boredom is not that easy to be exhaled from one’s daily breath of life. I have observed that as days come to an end, a sense of nothingness intensifies, as if it gradually eats my hours up. It hurts to think that I am now devolving, from a university student to a primeval abecedarian. I can’t believe that I’m entertaining such thoughts for I know, deep inside that I never wanted to live my life in this way. As I hear these thoughts tintinnabulate far and wide, I am now slowly accepting the fact that boredom is inevitable and it affects each of us in different ways. The good thing, though, is that, “boredom” still knows how to tire out, how to be exhausted, and by that time starts to transpire, we are about to be given an ample opportunity to make our lives less boring. Phew, I’m starting to feel that boredom is slowly escaping from my unusually eccentric thoughts right now. I guess, it’s about time to finish this write-up. I’ll just write something like this as soon as I get bored but for now, I’ll stop this. Or else, this would not sound too boring for you, wink. Thanks for making my boring time slightly and definitely worthwhile.
