Empty. Hollow. And Bored.

I was quietly seated when I was in my Lit class a while ago and I was really bored. I'm so tired of listening to these looong lectures which do not really matter to me at all. Okay, it may matter a bit but I really do feel sorry for myself for having such an ill fate.

If not for my talkative seatmate I would be dozing off in class.

So what’s the point of this entry anyway?

I just want to get some attention. Because I don’t know why out of the blue, I wrote the words “empty, hollow, bored” at the back of my Lit notes.

Maybe I’m really bored.

And maybe I’m feeling sorry for myself for living such a lonely life.

But why should I post this entry when it won’t even make a difference?

Wishful thinking, I guess.

I’m so tired of this bullcrap.

And I’m so tired of being so dead beat.