Stories tagged “bored”
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When He's Bored, Bad Things Happen
Accamel Accamel Soromir lay sprawled in one of the many window seats in his stylish Darley Street residence. One long leg was propped up on the wall; the other drooped to the floor. His arms were draped loosely across his face and his head hung over th...
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Why...
Why… am I sad? …am I mad? …am I lonely? … do I feel the way I do? … do I really feel that way? …do I wonder what other people think of me? …am I irritable? …am I loud? … do I feel like I can only re...
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Artistic boredom
The lights in the office seemed even more artificial due to the dullness outside. Clouds hung heavily over the roofs of the buildings pushing a blanket of lethargy down onto my chest. My eyes watered with half stifled yawns and my head and lungs were f...
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Breakdown
The thump, thump, thump from the left front wheel was the first indication that something was wrong. The wheel rolling away faster than the car was moving was the second, and the fact that the tiny car had come to an abrupt stop in the middle of the hi...
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Fast-Forward
I blushed. I couldn’t help it… was it the alcohol or was I actually falling for this guy? As much as I hated to admit it… I was falling. I was falling hard. “That’s true. I kind of hate him less for bringing me to his stup...
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Terminal Philosophy
In a dying universe Beauty is abundant and full of variety - Specks of cosmic dust congregate In butterflies momentarily. Much more wonder, much more poetry Is in such a place than a stagnant one - A place where nothing arises, nothing ceases And exist...
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Bored
Damn, I’m Bored…………………………………. The teli, the lappy, video games, it all gets boring, yeah, your space, myspace, face booking, twit shit, its all boring, outside, playi...
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Bored Bored So Very Very Bored!
“Bored Bored SOOOOO very very bored! Please text me!” I sent that text to everyone. Everyone were busy at home doing their science fair project. Except Jenny (Jennifer) " Don’t be so pushy Janie! Gosh you are so mean their is a r...
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Bored Bored So Very Very Bored!2
“Are you really calling me fat Jeniffer!? You are a perfect sphere! You can’t sing, you are ugly (inside and out), and I am scared when you walk down the hall way! Cause if you fall you will roll down and knock me over like a bowling pin!&#...
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The interview
“Hello it is Bethany Hanker, I am interviewing Janie Everture.” “Now Janie. thank you for coming today. " “Yes, the pleasure is all mine.” “Now, there will be random questions thrown left and right. Are you read...
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Procrastinate Now...Don't Put It Off
The pen is in my hand, but I can’t bring myself to write. The music makes my foot tap and my head nod. Involuntarily I start singing along. I start as the little red number pops up on my Facebook screen. I have a notification. I hesitate and glan...
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Committee
Looking down from above, Tom’s figure was contrasted by the bright yellow square of the top of the platform, which was in turn contrasted against the starry void beneath it, as he lay, arms and legs splayed out, staring into the starry void ahead...
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Loman Whispers
How did Biff put it? “To suffer fifty weeks of the year for sake of a two-week vacation, when all you really desire is to be outdoors, with your shirt off.” As I stare into this double-monitor, surrounded by sales awards, shipping maps of t...
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Ashes Remain: Chapter One;; Part 1
I sat hunched over a keyboard, punching in keys with great speed. I took pride in my work, although it was only a boring office job. I was merely a number in a sea of cubicles, but at least I enjoyed what I did, being anonymous. I heard someone clear t...
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Man in the Bowler Hat
At 1040, it was quite an appropriate time to consider suicide. Dusk or dawn might hold symbolic significance, or even rush hour. After all, that’s what his whole life has revolved around. Wake, newspaper, headshake. Tube, work, head down, evening ru...
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Staggering Minutes
The minutes stagger by, slowed by my perception and vain desire to make them run. They glance at me, a confused stare dominating their faces. I deeply know that I want more time. I want to relish experiences and live life. I know that time will expire ...
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Laughter
Your laugh is an explosion. I’d heard of it, but I’d never heard it, before that night. The first time I heard it, I was embarrassed. Sitting in the front row, surely everyone could hear and see you, slapping your knee and rocking back and ...