Boredom.

Boredom is the privilege of an untroubled mind- a privilege which I am now enjoying. After a flurry of thoughts about the past, present and future, I dismissed everything- I can't do anything about what has already happened, the future is yet to come--- and as of NOW I see no need to be unhappy. As a consequence I am now bored.

I suppose I could look up stuff on the internet- laugh at stupid pictures or read articles- but pictures have that 2 second loading time which I find annoying, and reading articles require too much effort from the brain. I'd go back to playing games, but I vowed I'd stop, since school is tomorrow. I suppose I could read, but I'm too jittery. I can barely sit still... At least right now I'm typing. Finger movement counts, yeah?

“DO SOME MATHS” I hear my internal voice shout. Oh come on, school starts tomorrow, it's too late to start on maths now. Surely maths requires more brain activity than the reading of an article. Boredom is comparable to insomnia--- With insomnia I'm tired but I can't sleep; with boredom I'm bored but I don't want to do anything. Life is too hard~ Why does everything have to be so conflicting?

I wish happiness was something you could drink down--- I could use a dose right now. Well, I suppose canned soda would serve... Anything which is bad for my health is so unbearably attractive....

And such is life.