Boredom of School

Everyday I watch the sluggish clock tick by the second, by the minute, and by the hour. Everything I glimpse at the clock it starts to slow down as if it wants to be kept unseen. Tick-tick that’s what I hear every time the hand on the clock jumps from 1 to 2 to 3. I think to myself ” Hang in there, just 30 more minutes”. I can’t stand how people in the comics or T.V. Shows be so joyous at school.

It’s finally English class “Great”. I have to wait another hour to go home and play some video games. Sit there on the couch playing FIFA 14 while a bowl of Cinnamon Jacks lay on the armrest. I look at the clock again, frozen at it’s favorite place 3:07 p.m. It lays there still everyday. Another thought comes to my head. Instead of the cool indoors I could be outside in the scorching heat playing soccer with my amigos.

Ding ding ding.

i have been day dreaming so long, now I can finally bring my thoughts to life.

The Stupidity of Head Butting Someone

Josh comes in for a header, oh no the opponent comes in too. Boom! Looks like Josh is out for the tournament. He’s heading off the field with a swollen head and a concussion. That moment I hear the commentator say that, I finally feel the pain. I try to open my left eye and ouch, I guess my head is swelled up so big my skin is covering my eye. I feel pain like a major headache and excruciating pain from the head butt. Ice, I yell “give me some ice!” That moment I thought I was in some terrible dream. In a land all red with heavy mist so I can’t breathe and rocks constantly hitting my head.