It’s a Friday and I’m condemned to bear a night of utter boredom.
If I could describe boredom,
it would be; an invisible human-flesh eating organism, gnawing at your bones.
In normal terms, it just makes one feel restless and very irritable indeed.
If only I had the teleportation ability.
That would be useful.
Just whipping out a teleport scroll then bam!
I’m back at Bartly rd.
I could visit my friends back home fer the weekend…
They could also help me do my essays.
Since they are fabulous writers, I don’t think it’ll take them long.
Like what my mom always says about chores:
“More hands make light work.”
So I guess with regards to essays its
“Two or more heads are better than one.”

Most likely.