Boringess

Boringness. It's not a word, but I don't care. I mean like boring-ness. As in like boredom. Well, I don't know why I write blog every day (I don't write blog every day though). Whenever I write blog, I just have no inspiration at all, and my parents expect me to write blogs about actual stuff, but then I see here that like half my blogs are about not knowing what to write about. Today I had an OBI which is an oral book interview. The person who interviewed me was Diya's dad, he was nice and the questions he asked were good. My mom was an interviewer so we had to leave early and park at the side of the road so we could walk up to school. My mom told me what to write, and she wanted me to write more, but I obviously am too "bored" so I didn't. I am still bored.