Hi, it's heather again.
I'm just sitting here in M-sip. I had nothing to do so I pulled out the mini laptop and be began to write.
It's so~ dull here. Unbelievable! I find myself sitting here staring at the clock wondering when class will be over. The more i stare, the slower the clocks hand go. They seem to like torturing me.
Sadistic clock (*Glare*)>_>
So now I am just letting my fingers type away to the thoughts of my head. But to be honest there is not much to type. And no I'm not saying im brain dead thank you.....
It's just that there is so much to think about but to much to write down. Random small thoughts and big heavy thoughts. I mean, right now, I could write about anything. But I don't really want to. I think it would be better to talk about important things, but than again I don't want to write those things down.

I have a question.

Why dose boredom strike at the worst possible time? Couldn't it wait till I’m somewhere elts doing and talking about better things?
I find it annoying that these millions of strange and random thought are wafting through my head, and half the things i think about, i forget. What if it was something important, but because of the boredom I’ve forgotten it!

DAMB YOU BORDOM! DAMB YOUUUUU~
-Heather-