What Happens When You're Bored in Sociology
I have nothing to write about, so I shall write about nothing. It was an early Thursday morn when our Ever Vigilant Student first arrived at college for his second year of higher education. He had started his day earlier than usual (indeed, he felt like nothing more than a regular working stiff), so after his first class he thought it smart to purchase a caffeinated beverage. Bored with waiting for his next scholarly lecture to begin, he started to write. Our Ever Vigilant Student pondered for a while, for while there is a flowing river of words inside of him, none of them see it fit to splash onto his page. Suddenly it comes to him; the first line to perfectly describe his day thus far: “I have nothing to write about, so I shall write about nothing.” The words flowed freely after that.
FIN.