Bored Classroom Novels & Stories

You don't know true boredom until you've sat through Professor Nelson's bi-weekly lectures on The Fundamentals of Corporate Finance. Two hours of furiously typing notes as he blabbered on always put me in a bad mood, but if I wanted to graduate, I would have to take the class sooner or later. I wished it would be much later… or never, but that wasn't an option according to my academic advisor.

‘Even though online school is boring I’ll do it anyway. I must admit she is right, online school is truly boring. This pandemic has taken so much away from her childhood. Instead of her learning and playing with the other children at school, she attends online classes. She cannot go outside to meet with her playmates. And I can only imagine how she misses going to the playground and mall so bad.

Shrey’s POV Boredom is hell when you have to bear it in class, and a distracted mind doesn’t help either. Me and Reva were sitting on the second-to-last bench, which was near the back door of the class, and luckily today the last bench was empty too. Hearing Prof. Sorte repeat the same topic which she taught yesterday as many students were absent and students like Reva came and Miss Shrey was dragged to attend as well was one of the reasons, I didn’t feel like paying attention to

Camilla POV. It was Biology class and I sat close to the window as I dozed off as Mrs. Justin explained the cell and its structure. Everyone was yawning while some of my classmates began to sleep. I tried to keep my eyes open but it was always going back to its sleeping state and that only happens in Mrs. Justin's class. Let me put it this way, her class is so fucking boring. They should have done an oral interview for her instead. The more she talked, the more I dozed, it's just as if she was singing us a lullaby.

The last hour of class was staining, a heavy drowsiness attacked Bella. Don't blame her for this one, Bella has tried to survive. While the other children had given up and fallen asleep. She understands that their sains teacher teaches them that it is difficult to understand and there is no interaction, monotonous.

A girl is lying on her desk. Her back is barely moving. She seemed lifeless due to her steady but subtle breathing. That is the most quiet place around that battlefield- their classroom. Most of her classmates are either chatting, flirting, playing and other useless activities she doesn't even think of participating.

(Plan B ) LIGHTHOUSE HIGH★ The class was as silent as a graveyard as the students were busy with mathematics tests again. Carson was staring at the paper with no clue of what to write, he looked to the left and right to see the people writing on their papers. "No side looking!" Mr Brown hit a stick on his table that made him face his book. After two hours, the text was over, Carson sighed as he stepped away from the class. "How was it man?" Fred walked up to him and asked.

I whispered. He laughed a little. "I am sorry." "I have classes." I crossed my arms near my classroom. Most of the students were already entering. Jinni passed her head down and Davis behind her, but it seemed they weren't talking. "I'm bored with the classes," he complained. "Go that way then, I'll see you at lunch." "It does not bother you?" I shook my head. "No way." "It's okay. I'll see you later." Max got lost in the hallways while I went into the classroom for a boring hour of math.

Quade states. I laugh at the two of them. Andre looks at him like he has lost his mind. Something tells me that Andre has not heard how fucking boring this class is. I look at him halfway through the class, and he is barely awake. “That was fucking terrible. How the fuck do the two of sit through that and not fall asleep?” Andre asks. “I tried to warn you that this class is fucking boring but you didn’t get the hint.” Quade comments.

Fun Bolaji appeared with his younger sister, his friends, and formerly, his ex, Amanda. But if there was any place sullen Bolaji had to appear, it was English class, and Bolaji was presently in an English class that could easily contest for The Most Boring Class of All Time and cart away first prize. Mr Ekundayo, the most boring teacher in AHS, as voted by the students last year, was the English teacher for the senior classes. He was infamous for ploughing through his notes and explanation, not really caring if the students understood or not. The only thing that anyone could deem interesting in Ajaska’s class (students named him that for his hairstyle and glasses strongly resembled that of P