Bored Memes Novels & Stories

I'd define it as, Old boring selves. I was tired of doing nothing once again. It was almost more than half month since I had agreed to his deal, and I was tired of going around each hall everyday trying to pass my time. I swear, if anyone asks me about this whole apartment, I could even tell slightest detail of each wall. Either that, or I spend my time sleeping. Today, I was getting furious of this boring day. So, I decided to do something. I was going through some usual posts on my i*******m when I saw a beautiful drawing made by someone.

I dragged a hand over my face, sighing. Boredom. That’s what it was. Heavy, dull boredom mixed with exhaustion, pressing down on me until I couldn’t tell if I wanted to sleep or scream. I scrolled through my phone for a while, flicking between apps without caring about any of them. A few people had sent me DMs from my livestream earlier, comments about my last post, offers I wasn’t in the mood to answer. I scrolled past all of it. Nothing stuck. Nothing mattered.

Most of the major things had already been handled, so I moved through everything slowly. Nothing that demanded too much of my attention. By afternoon, I had finished almost everything. I leaned back in my chair and picked up my phone. Five minutes. That’s all I told myself. Five minutes of scrolling. The first video made me laugh. The next one was even worse. Soon, I was watching people fall over, reacting to ridiculous memes and sending a few of them to Camille. I laughed quietly to myself. For the first time that day, my mind felt completely empty.

“Ugh, I'm glad he's stepping up, even in his own weird way. But honestly, the house became so quiet and boring the moment you and Leo left! I miss you guys so much already.” “Trust me, it's boring over here too. And we really miss you all.” “Haha! Anyway, it’s getting late so you might need to sleep. But before I forget, let me share my I*******m handle with you @vibeswithMary. I post my short DIY craft videos and lifestyle content there, you should check it out and also probably consider starting a few simple videos whenever you're free! It'll keep you from getting bored in that huge house, and you could even make some extra cash on the side.”

I won't let that happen again if I do intend to get a job and actually get one. I sigh, dropping my phone on my thigh. I'm bored. I've done literally everything to keep me unbored but I've literally bored myself out of each and every one of them. N*****x? Done that. Prime? Same. Tiktok? Ditto. YouTube? How do I say 'same thing' in french? Because I can't stress this enough. I am bored out of my wits. I lean my head backwards against the sofa and groan.

yeah, that fits better. I followed a few meme pages for daily entertainment, and laughed at those memes until a notification popped up on my phone screen. *Rishi sent you a friend request.*

It's called Stories By Menna, hope you join, here is the link:https://www.f******k.com/groups/343882321009167/ sending you love and appreciation.

I am bored. Like, pull-my-hair-out, scream-into-a-pillow bored. Being unemployed is definitely not for me, especially stuck in this apartment 24/7. I’m going absolutely stir-crazy. I hate watching TV unless it's p**n, and I only browse online to keep up with recipes or food trends. When I'm not working, I’m surfing, hiking, biking, or playing tennis. I thrive on social interaction, cooking, and being outdoors. This situation is torture—I literally have nothing to do.

I am such a couch potato. I’m laying on the orange and brown floral couch my grandmother has always had. A whole box of saltines and a galleon water bottle within reach and the remote at the ready. My training program doesn’t start for a couple weeks, so I am soaking up every moment of responsibility free time that I can. The phone resting on my stomach chimes. I pick it up and see Jareth has reacted to the meme of a baby goat screaming. Then after moment he sends me a meme of a baby pig eat ice cream.

Nothing major. This is it. Rock. Bottom. Like, bottom of the Mariana Trench, level rock bottom. I’m a sentient heartbreak meme. My boyfriend is a cheating sex icon. My uterus is never going to see the creation of life. And the highlight of my week is that my little sister hasn’t died — yet. That’s where we are. That’s the bar.