A Bored Kender
I hate routine. I hate the constant grinding, the way the days blur into each other, like different colored Play-Doh mashed together until all that’s left is a mound of shit-brown.
Lately, it seems like things have been this way; there’s nothing new, nothing exciting happening. The few events which provide precious breathing holes in the flood of boredom (VUDC, Senior Ball) are spaced at tortuous distance from each other, and in between, one has to put up with inane teachers, pointless requirements, and that frustrating cycle of breakfast-lunch-dinner of the same food, in the same house, in the same town, with the same people over and over again.
It’s driving me nuts.
What places this situation in sharp relief is the added fact that I’m almost done here. In a couple month’s time, I’ll be graduating and then it’ll be the flurry of activity getting all my stuff together to move out on my own (thank goodness, to a place on the opposite end of the world!). But until that point, I have to make my way through the final gauntlet of mind-numbing inanity.
"The best way to torture a kender is to put it in an empty room that cannot be opened with a lockpick."
Of course, the best way to torture anyone else is to lock them up with the kender.
February 2nd, 2008 at 2:38 pm
Hang out with the guys as often as you can, coz when you finally leave you will miss them. When the euphoria of being in a new place wears off, you will crave a taste of the old times. Do things that you cant do when your away so you can avoid those “could have, should have, would have” questions. I know i missed friends when i moved over here, so make memories while you can!