And how was your day?

Your morning was absolutely boring. Nothing interesting happened, and the same people were making the same perverted jokes. Classes came along, and you never fit into them because everyone thinks you're far above them for some reason. Working tirelessly in Stat, what is better than finishing all your work correctly and efficiently? Resting. Rambling, oh so much rambling. Lunch is going to begin in less than half an hour, but what is the point? This class is never going to end. But it does. I mean, obviously, the class ends at some point. I'm excited for you, dear. Oh, just one person is happy? What have we done to each other? We didn't do anything wrong. It was his fault. It was her fault. The whole thing was that one person's fault. Oh, yeah, same here. Shall we insert a big sigh, or hyperventilate our way through the next six minutes? The final decision: We'll run. Run away from the horrible thoughts of eternal longing. I suppose that sounded quite unnatural. No, don't listen to the teacher. Listen to your hopeless mind, struggling to sit up straightly. No one but you will remember your abominable quiz score by the end of your educational career. No, you didn't see him. Move it. Oh, why do I like someone who doesn't like me back? And he wouldn't even do a thing if he did. He'd pretend he didn't, and move away quickly. Ahh, I know how that feels. You're not the only person who feels that way. Most people do. Learning about stalkers is a fun way to pass the time. Who shall plan Caesar's death next? Not you, I should think. Chewy oatmeal chocolate chip cookies really aren't that great, but when hunger arises, anything is fine if it can fill you up a bit. Run, run, run. Sprint home to your room and cry your eyes out. The phone rings so much. Stop ringing, oh stop. I'm going to answer it now. Run. A best friend calls to ask where you are. Aren't you coming to Jazz Band rehearsal? No? German is very mad. Tell him I'll talk to him tomorrow morning. Oh, the boring, uneventfully dull morning. Tell him I'll talk to him in the morning. Sum up the courage to quit because you're never going to be any happier knowing it's there. The morning? Okay, I will. See you. Good bye.