This post is a shoutout to Josh. Not because he's a bored one, but because he wrote a blog post with a shoutout to me, so I'm returning the favor.
Without the figurative bone he threw me, I would have melted into a puddle of boredom, just like the Wicked Witch of the West being splashed with water. Or like Superman when confronted with Kryptonite. Or like the camel whose back broke under the last straw of boredom. Or like Rachel when imaginary flies are pointed out to her. OK, so none of them but the witch actually melted, but they all have horrible reactions.
Assuming that I'm Rachel, and that my imaginary fly is boredom, my reaction isn't nearly as amusing as hers. It's more of I curl up and die in a hole in the mud in sleet and hail. Alone and friendless. Figuratively, of course. If you want literal, I pace around the house and complain about my boredom. Then I write blog posts about my boredom. I also have a rather difficult time discerning the fine line between boredom and hunger, so food is quite often involved. Getting the wisdom teeth out has helped with that, though. I think I get fuller with less now. Oh, and I also write random messages on people's walls on facebook. They're...interesting.
Anyways, I absolutely have no problem with not having enough time to write a post. Haha, silly Josh with this imaginary thing called "work." I've never heard of it before. It sounds awful! Of course, once school starts my blog posts will probably stop till next June when school gets out. I'll be far too busy to write them. I'm taking several honors classes, several AP classes, and then a'capella and chorale. They're just singing, so you wouldn't expect them to take tons of time, but they have lots of performances. Chorale especially. And December is crunch time for them. Apparently last year chorale did 27 performances in 18 days. Oh, the hardships of being an amazing singer! I shall somehow have to force myself to persevere.
So I was planning on being on swim team, but I'm pretty sure that won't work. Their crunch time is December, too. I would DIE! I might already, so I don't need any extra stress. That would be like a smoker with terminal lung cancer jumping in front of a train. They're already gonna die, why speed it up? I do want to do the play and musical, though. Tech or acting. Either one would work. And the musical is in the fall and the play is in spring, so it wouldn't coincide with singing either! It's pretty great. But there's also the problem of hard classes and homework.
Moral of the story: Right now I may be dying of boredom, but during the school year I'll be dying of stress. I'm not sure which one I prefer...
Boredom. Always choose to die from boredom. Stress is just no fun! And neither is your school schedule by the sound of it...
ReplyDeleteHey Kristina, I wrote a new blog post - although without the shout out to you, because that would start to get ridiculous. But there are no links in it! Say what!
ReplyDeleteI know! everyone had new posts today! it made me soooo happy! :)
ReplyDeleteYour imaginary fly is making fun of me. You just don't know it yet.
ReplyDeleteGet a job you hippie!
ReplyDeleteSorry I didn't comment sooner but when I tried to read this before, the immortal words of Johnbytheway were being forced into my brain. It was awful I tell ya!
ReplyDeletebut Jonathan, he's a church authority!
ReplyDeletegood news, you survived!
ReplyDelete:D