Talk:Seddie/@comment-3027660-20120202000912/@comment-7889527-20120202040131

Ahhh. Boring days. I remember when going to school, when class ended, the thought of having to get to the next class made me die inside. The after that class, knowing that there will be ANOTHER, then another afterwards, and another..., then time for gym...and then another class after that...then we have to wait in homeroom, for the bell to ring. Then go to our lockers. Get our stuff. Then go home. It was overwhelming for me on boring days because I knew that in order for going home time to happen, I have to go through this.....this process XD