Bored

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Le Ciel by Malice Mizer

Its that time agin. I'm bored. I hate being bored. Whenever I'm bored, I do dangerous things. Like say things that should not see the light of day. Like torturing my friends with mind-numbingly BORING blog entries. Like uploading photos that are near inconsequential. And uploading photos that should never be allowed on cyberspace. Listening to terrible music. Surf Wikipedia. Handing in sloppy work. Write yet another 4 Notes on facebook. Believe me, one can die from boredom. It starts with your brain turning into putty. After that, your curiosity disintegrates.Your vocabulary suffers greatly. Speech becomes mono-syllabic. You are easily amused. Complaints make up your conversation. Judgement is flawed due to numerous assumptions and bias. Worse, you have no opinion! Your speech is peppered with trasitionary phrases as you lack content. WAIT. This sounds like something that afflicts the majority of society. I rest my case. Boredom is BAD.

I'm not saying that you should always be busy. Stressed. Boredom and busy are not opposites. Rather, you can be both busy and bored. Like busy shredding paper as the official shredding machine operator. It does not change the fact that you are bored. Boredom and engagement in fruitful activity is two separate issues. Not mutually exclusive. Boredom is a state of mind. It arises from having nothing suitably stimulating to do. I am a case in point. Sure I'm busy. But am I engaged? Nope. My mind is hovering in this white static. Gone for an extended vacation. Way before my cruise trip. HAHA. Not funny. I want to go back to MBA. At this rate, it wont be me matriculated in July. Rather, it'd be a lump of flesh controlled by a pudding brain. The horror! Celine, save me!

"The agony of having nothing to do is in the knowledge that nothing you do matters."