Kick it with you.

It's ten past the eleventh hour of the day, only two hours left he thinks to himself. He glances across the room and observes finding the flashing lights of the router, the clock ticking its way and the clouds slowly passing over the horizon. After moments of day dreaming, he looks down and draws attention to the amazing technology all based within a simple pencil.

"Ah I am so bored, what to do?" he thinks to himself knowing that he is restricted to the very walls of the room until the supervisor announces that they could leave. He continues to look around drawing attention to every pointless detail within the confines of the room. Only an hour left until the dreaded boredom was over. But with knowing the time it often feels as though it goes slower, which is a pain.

So with the longest hour of his life he begins to ponder about thoughts which had been on his mind for a long while. Remembering the warm memories where by he was able to hitch a small smile for a second, but suddenly is saddened to why it ever came to this point.

Ten minutes left the boy finally realises that he had not even achieved anything within that practice paper. "Next time" he says to himself. The supervisor gives the final reminders to everyone and finally dismisses.

He thinks to himself as he leaves the class room, "Oh well yesterday was pretty good, but today never is, maybe tomorrow will be better". He thinks of her.


"I miss the old ____ " - Anonymous

Peter.