Bored Funny Quotes Novels & Stories

It’s almost dinner time but I spend it jogging around the poolside. I don’t want to eat and I need to find a new activity for the sake of my sanity in this compound. “My gosh, I thought that meeting would never end. What’s wrong with your boss?” I asked in a low voice. Bobby can’t stop laughing at my disappointment over that long meeting with Quim. “You’re so cute,” he said. I thought he flirted when he said that.

Life’s so unfair, man. “What does a spoon matter when we’re literally stuck in the middle of the woods with invisible monsters, shady, bad men and whatever else creeps around here? Can you please, for once, use your brain and kick some sense in the gear?” He whisper-hisses, so red in the face, he reminds me of a tomato. “You could join a casting for vegetable commercials looking like this,” I remark and laugh at the brilliant joke my brain just reacted. Shit, am I not the funniest guy out there? Look at me - sense of humor, looks, body and an impressive spoon collection, I have it all, damn it. No wonder my little vixen couldn’t deny me.

I shook my head and went to sit across Audrey. She was laughing at the quotes on the wall. “These are hilarious,” she said, reading one aloud: ‘I don’t need you to brag about me, I just don’t want you to deny me in front of people. – FART!’ Her laughter burst out, filling the café. I just stared, completely captivated. Every laugh, every sparkle in her eyes, it was contagious. “Here’s another one!” she giggled. ‘What a life! Eggs every single day… eggs, eggs, eggs… Do you know who said that?’ Her eyes gleamed mischievously.

Because he wasn't mocking me. He was worried. I leaned back into the leather seat and dragged a hand over the back of my neck. "I'm… bored," I admitted. The word felt wrong coming out of a man who had everything. "And I'm tired of working this much." Marcus let out a low, almost offended laugh. "Okay. Then take a vacation."

" You're the funny type, you're boring. Talented, you're not only good at drawing, as you think, but you also seemed to be good at everything you are tempted to try. I used to think you're smart, but not after the necklace accident. As for beauty, no one has ever caught my eyes the way you did." Call me a fool, but these few words were able to change my entire mood. Yet. there was that one word that annoys me - boring. " I'm not boring!" I told him, and he was like. " Out of my entire speech, this was all you could've to hear." " Yeah!" I told him, "and I'm not boring. You just never allow yourself to discover how funny I could be." ...

I’d ruin the fun. "I’m not telling her to die" I grumbled "just to get hurt or do something fun." It was unbelievable - he must have been thinking, but the truth was I needed something. I always needed something to get rid of boredom, so I used to joke, jump from plane to plane and throw myself into other people’s minds when I was too tired to exist. Fools who desire eternity - have no idea how tiring it can be. "It’s not my fault" I muttered "in the end it’s always the same and I’m tired of the same."

It could be anyone. “Is everything alright?” Marvin’s voice brought me out of my thoughts. I nodded my head immediately “I am just fine” I said. “You are scoring me Kennedie” I scoffed “sometimes I scare myself too so it is not a big deal” I said. I thought it was pretty funny but apparently Marvin did not get the joke…. Bro has been losing his sense of humor lately. How boring. “This is not funny” he said. “You’ve got to admit, it is a little bit funny”

By the time we’re done, I lean back in my chair, completely satisfied, and happy. So… unbelievably happy. I glance at him and I see that he’s already looking at me. My lips curve slowly. “I'm bored,” I blurt out. “Really?” He asks in a very surprised tone, like being bored is a crime. And I immediately get it. He might think I'm bored of him or his company. “I mean, I'm itching to do something fun,” I quickly say. “Hmmm,” he murmurs. “Something like what??”

and without playing there is no fun and the whole day is very boring. but whenever I look at him, he's working, working and working. No wonder he never loses Because he works so hard. '' what do you think?'' he asked smiling. '' I think you don't get bored of anything,'' I replied that if he did then he will not be doing work all the time. ‘’Í get bored when you are not around. So, I keep myself busy.’’ He replied, his smile is the best thing ever. I love to see him happy all the time.

THE SUN streamed through the window, casting a spotlight on Doris' desk, but she barely noticed. Her eyes were glazed over, her mind far away from the magazine at hand. She had been staring at the same page of the fashion magazine for what felt like an eternity, and her brain was starting to feel numb. The pictures and words on the page seemed to swim before her eyes, blurring into a sea of meaningless rubbish. Doris was in the throes of the most deadly foe an idle person can face: boredom.