(Warning: this post references Coronavirus/Covid 19, and Lockdown)
"Bored!" I kicked the carpet with my heel. "Bored!" I kicked it with my other heel. "Bored!" I switched back to the first heel.
...That's the last time I can remember being plain bored.
I think I was eight. I definitely wasn't older than ten.
Don't get me wrong - I've been bored of things plenty of times. Teachers, mostly.
(School is good and something you should go to and all that - but my school sucked. On many levels.
We used to hide maths homework inside our PSE (Personal Social Education) booklets - because apparently LSD was a big threat to the teens of the mid-to-late 00s. (Spoiler: it wasn't.)
Also we had to colour in the pictures of drugs for some reason? Like this is gonna put us off in any way? (Don't do drugs, dearest nerdlets, k? K.)
Also the teacher I had for PSE told us way too much about the various times she 'ran away with [man] to [location] and it all went wrong and I ended up stranded in [location - not necessarily the 1st location]' We honestly didn't want to know.
We were hiding maths homework, dearest nerdlets. Maths. Homework.)