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// Of Laziness and Explosions 
// Story: The Wacky And Uncharacteristic Adventures of Circadian 
// by PearlyDoesStuff 
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Well, here we go. Que unexciting flyover. 
I walked down to school, and looked visibly worse than I normally do. (Oh joys of nocturnalism!) Alas, it's just another boring day. I fall asleep in class, some asshat tries to wake me up (this time, I believe Gilda tried - and almost succeeded were it not for the teachers covering for my case in the case she tried. She had a rap worse than Sunset's, if you could believe it. Not that mine is much more than "that lazy guy who sits in a corner and fiddles around with his phone when he's awake", but at least it's not "skilled blackmailer who gets away with it" or "professional punching bag maker".


So, I walked to my next class, and oh joy. It's the crazy ass science teacher, Mr. Discord. This is gonna end up in something exploding, isn't it? 

Okay, gist of the class was we were supposed to mix sulfur with iron and then ignite it. Which, by the way, is a recipe for an explosion waiting to happen. Thanks, random science videos! Of course, I still do it out of sheer interest at seeing my classmates (except Derpy. I derive no enjoyment for stuff blowing up in her face.) either get blown up, fail from being too careful, or have some random mishap happen courtesy of ol' Shimmy's lapdogs, Snips and Snails. I swear, those two can fuck anything up and somehow still manage to do something useful when told to do so. It's quite perplexing.

But anyways, the bell just happened to ring, and oh sweet Faust above, it's break time. Let me just pull up the checklist: Pinkie Pie tries to bug me into socialising... check. 
Flash talks to me while I handwave him away, check.
Microchips does nothing but fiddle with his computer, and accidentally causes a robot apocalypse, half-check. I swear, he's definitely going to cause one soon enough.
I eat my lunch in a corner and browse my phone for something interesting, also check. I end up pulling up Hooftube, and of course, new video from the Movie Club kids. And of course, it's them trying to do some wacky stunt and promptly failing humorously. I stifle a laugh at their expense, because my little corner just so happens to be near to their seats.

Well, nothing other than that whole day happened, so... let's just call it a day for your peeping, eh? You know the rest of my routine after school. Don't need to repeat it.