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Stay Home. Stay Safe
Hi, guys! This is going to be my second post here. Frankly, I don’t know how to handle a blog so pardon me for any mistakes that I might make in the course of writing. Let’s assume that none of you who are reading this are infected with COVID-19 so it’s okay if I play around with this otherwise serious topic.
If you’re here looking for updates on the pandemic or ways to evade it, then you might as well visit the official website of WHO or the media websites. What I’m gonna do here is that I’ll try to lighten your mood and keep you engaged in something. That might be thinking of how weird my writings are or maybe cursing me for whatever I wrote. Anyways that will keep you from getting bored.
 There was a time when I would be late to the playground just to get one chicken dinner in PUBG. I never thought that situations would turn like they’re now. I’m so stuffed with chicken dinners now that now it feels like raw spinach dipped in tomato ketchup. I’m so frustrated that I have uninstalled PUBG already. Don’t think of recommending any other games because if you tell me of another RPG, I would rather have a bullet in my brains than on the screen. Let me be clear here. To read further, you need to have an open mind so reader discretion is advised. We people would use VPNs to access pornographic sites. While we’re alone in our rooms, we would keep one eye at the door and the other eye on the screen. The phone would be in one hand and the other hand would be you know where. Now even that has become so boring and exhausting that I am trying to login into my Tinder account which has been blocked because I’m underage. Make sure that this stays with you guys because if it gets past you and starts travelling around, I would be locked in even after lockdown is over. Earlier I would have my eyes glued to the phone whenever Mom wasn’t looking and now that has changed. I’m into my phone even when Mom is looking. Earlier I used to laugh when my friends used to talk of their girlfriends and how they grossly made out in the bathroom. I still hate the second part but not having a girlfriend really sucks now. I have literally no one to talk to. Why else do you think I would be writing a blog which no one reads? If you have read till here, I hope I’m wrong. Anyway guys, lemme know what you people are doing in the comments sections. Another thing: you’re not prohibited from making vulgar comments. I could use some entertainment myself.

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