* written tonight at approximately 7:50 P.M.
I should wake up early tomorrow just to mess with my little sister. I should, should I? I feel like picking on her for her first day of school in the morning before she leaves the house. Even if it's just for a little while, I want to make the most of it. Her day is going to begin at six o'clock in the morning, so that means in order for me to bother her to the utmost degree with fierce vigor, I'm going to have to wake up at that time too.b
Oooph... Waking up at 6:00 A.M... That brings back memories.
The feeling of dread hitting you as you're laying on your bed drowsed in sleepiness after you realize you have to go to school is the outright worst. Those irksome melancholic emotions hovering around you as you prepare for your day are things you will be unable to brush off. It nags at you until the moment you set foot on the school grounds, where it then disappears and allows you to take in the toxic high school environment by your lonesome self. While there, you pass through every second, minute, and hour with the impetus of finishing your day and going back to your house to play around with whatever thing you have at your disposal. It could be anything, but as long as you have fun doing it, you don't mind its repercussions. You do these things once you enter your sanctuary after school. However, once nightfall comes, you're forced to go to sleep knowing the fact that you have to repeat this same obnoxious routine the next day. This bothers you to no end right up until you close your eyes in slumber.
I'm sorry. Was I going too far into my past? I think I might've been carried away with my recollection of high school.
Well, have fun, little sister!
Boredom wins Game 8 (Boredom leads series 5-3)
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