Lately school seems boring.
I spend my days at home, on my mom's laptop, until after three a.m usually, because I really don't get tired until around then most nights.
I start typing and watching Netflix and... I don't really mind it too much, actually.
At nutrition and lunch I get to spend time with my friends, not alone, so that's good too.
Some of my classes are not too bad,
even if others could have me spaced out for the entire period and my teacher not notice.
And... wow... Actually, I'm happy, but..
School is too easy sometimes. Like, I appreciate it, but it's easy to the point where i just space out soemtimes because I'm already done with my work, and I'll have to wait for about twenty minutes until we start doing somethign else... and then finish quickly and wait again.
I'm happy, my life is fantastic. I've got friends, some people that are kinda my friends.
A room that finally looks like it's mine rather than just the place I sleep.
A life I love with every part of my heart, mind, body and soul.
The thing is, though, when it comes down to it,
when I think about the way I live everyday,
in the end...
I'm Happy...
...But Bored.
