Novel & Cerita Funny Things To Write On Whiteboard

Breathe in one two three four five Breathe out one two three four five "If you ever catch yourself wondering why you're doing this, just remind yourself that you're doing this for whatever hobby or interest or collection that you're doing and that there are better things to be doing with your time that you're not doing because you're working, because you need the money to be doing the things that you love, alright? You're doing this to write that novel, to make that painting, or pottery piece, or to buy those tulips for your garden. Not because you like standing around while some lady, with her screaming toddler, screams in your face and spits on ya', alright?"

A message bubble lit up under his name, cheerful and oblivious. Just another one of his dry, stupid jokes—something about his dinner being so terrible he was convinced the restaurant was trying to assassinate him with undercooked chicken. He'd probably attached one of those ridiculous GIFs he was always finding, something animated and silly that was meant to make me laugh.

"Before we get started, let's do something fun. Quick question: what's the most absurd business advert you've ever seen? After a little moment of silence, a hand went up. A young man with glasses smiled and said, "A toothbrush ad claiming it'll make you better at karaoke." The room burst in laughter, and I joined in. "it is a nice one! "If it worked, I'd be a karaoke star by now," I remarked, garnering another round of laughs. The ice had finally broken. More hands rose, excited to share their personal stories. A woman in the back shouted - an energy drink advertisement with a leaping squirrel, and someone else mentioned a car pitch offering unending pleasure.

The night felt far longer than usual. I lay in my room, utterly consumed by a profound sense of boredom. To pass the time, I began fiddling with my phone, opening a folder in my cloud storage that contained drafts for an advertising competition proposal. I had been intentionally designing an ad concept with a humorous storyline. My theory was that a touch of humor could make a struggling product much more appealing to the masses. "This looks good enough. Should I ask for Jovanca’s opinion tomorrow? Ah, whatever, tomorrow it is," I murmured softly.

something. "Is that..." I squinted as Derek parked a safe distance away, "are they using my whiteboard from the classroom?" First's form rippled with what might have been embarrassment. "New arrivals very... resourceful." The 'cosmic evolution acceleration device' looked like something out of a mad scientist's garage sale. My classroom whiteboard formed the base, covered in quantum equations that definitely hadn't been part of the approved curriculum. Around it, various void beings were weaving streams of possibility into patterns that made my temporarily human brain hurt to look at.

Talk about this one teacher will be endless. Mr. Marco walked over to the whiteboard, writing in the middle with large letters. “Quiz." Debbie and Sarah spell at the same time. Guess the word written when Mr. Marco just wrote the first letter on the whiteboard and indeed their guess right. “Sigh.. I knew it. Just keep repeating every day." Complained Sarah. "Haha..” Debbie was relieved to hear Sarah's complaint. “Sarah, you know what?" Sarah's face looked bored so Debbie wanted to tell a story.

Sitting at my desk I chew on the end of my pen awaiting for Professor Kelly to finish writing on the whiteboard. This class drags by and it being at noon I'm always hungry half way through. Bored I trace the words stenciled into the top of my desk with my index finger. 'Lick it before you stick it.' Where do people even come up with this stuff? "I love how her hand erases half of what she writes as she moves across the board," Keegan whispers next to me, bringing my attention from my tracing to Professor Kelly. Sure enough, the sentence on the left is half wiped off as she continues to write along the board.

Heer wanted Aniya's lecture to be longer but it was over soon and then Yawar came to take class. He started writing something on the white board without saying anything. When Heer's eyes hit the words written on the board, her breath stopped. “You have to be kidding me...?” Darika chewed one word at a time and then Heer came to the world of consciousness. “I guess ... our family guys are crazy.” Eshal also sighed softly, as the word "TORTURE" was written in large letters on the whiteboard.

"When we were twelve we wrote a list we called our Prerequisites to Life. The idea being that if we managed to do everything on the list, we would truly be living life happy, satisfied, and regret free. Trying every flavor at Screaming Brain Freeze is number twenty-two on the list." "Interesting. I'd suggest you skip this flavor. Perhaps I can sign off on it for you." His knee was still bouncing against hers, and he had begun to doodle on a napkin. She had no idea where the pen had come from nor what he was drawing but none of that matter because her attention was elsewhere. "Are there any other's on this list of yours you plan on scratching off today? Perhaps blow the largest bubble gum bub

Sensing that things have taken a serious turn, I decide to make my final two questions lighthearted. "What's the funniest thing that's ever happened to you?" He instantly grins, and the tension that briefly enveloped us dissipates within seconds. "During senior year of high school on April Fools', Kalix thought it'd be hilarious to hang a bucket of green paint from the ceiling directly above my locker. The string that triggered the bucket was set to go off when I opened it, and as soon as I did, I was drenched in green paint. To make matters worse, the locker door swung wide open, activating a mechanism that released white feathers all over me. I had two more classes to endure, no spare clot