Most people study which is looking at things you have learned and reading and writing notes about it. My studying is getting everything I need out and then getting distracted by my phone. Whenever I try to do something productive my phone always starts buzzing with friends I didn't know I had. Anyway that isn't the point, I am going to try to find away to study without being disrupted and no one could talk to me. The library sounds like a perfect place.

As I walk to the school library I think about all the stupid stuff that we have to learn about and that is completely stressing me out. Like seriously I am not gonna need to know trigonometry unless I somehow get the power of triangles. I chuckle at my own inside joke.

I walk into the library and  look around for a good spot to sit. I see the nerds in the far corner by the manga. I see the jocks in the opposite corner of the library trying to flirt with girls. I see people with coffee cups littering their tables they are working at as they try to absorb all the knowledge before finals next week. I sigh and sulk over to a table away from everyone, in the corner of the library. There is less light where I sit compared to the brightness of the middle of the library, but there is still plenty of light to see. I pull out all my books, which consists of my big Algebra book, 'Romeo and Juliet', a 10 page paper that I haven't started and is due tomorrow, and so much more that I am not looking forward to doing. I groan and bang my head on the desk, might as well get started.

By 5:30 pm, I am bored and so tempted to check my phone, even though I have a huge stack of homework left over. I decide against checking my phone and I lay my head on my arm on the desk. I start taking my pen and doodling on a piece of paper, which soon get's filled so I start writing on the desk. I write 'I'm bored :p' on the desk in big font with a black sharpie. I close my eyes and just think to myself 'Is school really worth this much emotional tiredness and physical tiredness?' I roll my eyes at my dumb thought, of course it is worth it you can get good jobs with a degree and if you go to college. Life is so fun isn't it? You go to school, then you work until you die. That sounds fun to me. Even my thoughts are sarcastic.

By 6:15 pm, I headed home as I had endure my limit of emotional torture. I walk up my stairs to my room after saying goodnight to my mother and father. I plop down on the bed. I glance over at the clock and realize it is still to early to go to sleep but I'll just take a quick nap. I roll over on my comfortable bed and sigh in consent as I wrap the blanket around my self and snuggle into the pillows.

I shove my head under the pillows when I wake up to my alarm going off. "Ughhhh!" I scream for awhile as I sling my legs over the bed and turn off my alarm. The clock says it is 6:30 am. I guess my "quick" nap turned into a 12 hour nap. 'How am I still tired?!' I think irritated. I stand up and go into the bathroom and look into the mirror. My brown hair is sticking up everywhere and there are little bags under my eyes, my brown eyes are shining with irritation. My whole body screams that I am done with the day. I throw on black skinny jeans with a muse shirt and a black pullover. I slip on some converse and brush my teeth. I say goodbye to my parents and go out the front door and down to the bus stop.

The school dragged by painfully slow when it was finally over I was excited to go home but reality hit that I had to stay after school to study. I groaned internally. At least Friday is tomorrow and I can have a small break this weekend. I am probably gonna be hanging out with Pj on Saturday and play some video games. As I open the door to the library the door squeaks open and the librarian turns her head at me and glares at me. I sheepishly smile back and close the door quietly. I head over to my spot from yesterday, since no one was there (which I am glad for). As I sit down and start taking my stuff out, I see more writing on the desk, right below my writing there is a reply in neater handwriting that says, "Hi Bored, I'm amazing."