What to conclude?

If everyone has come to the same conclusion, then surely that conclusion must be true. But if everyone has come a conclusion only because everyone else has come to that conclusion, then surely it can not be the truth, can it?

Boredom

Boredom is the hight of creativity when you have no means of being creative. It's like being trapped inside a cardboard box when outside there's like a whole carnival going on. How does one become bored? Rumour has it that boredom lurks in the comers of every living being's mind, but only jumps out at the most inconvenient moments, ready to catch their host in their strangling grip unable to function in a way which is socially acceptable. Boredom makes it's host show the world their otherwise hidden weirdness, and just how unique and truly alone each person is in this sea of living victims. In many extreme cases, the victim will broadcast their infection of boredom to the whole world online, which will in turn spread boredom to all those who encounter the bored person. 

Sitting outside the classroom (Hyperbolic)

The ground is disgusting, truly putrid. Dried up chewing gum infests the wooden planks; faded whites, greys and browns plastered onto every nook and cranny. I can barely sit down without worrying I'll catch some STI from the mile high grunge underneath me, not to mention all those savage microorganisms scrawling themselves around and about. Ew! What even is this place? Is this actually classified as like some kind of upper end education system? This is absolutely mortifying, positively diabolical. There's crap literally blocking the light from getting through that supposedly "clear" cover over this rotting deck. And raindrops? In my hair?! That rain has countless layers of infected freak crap to tackle if it's going to get through, and here it is IN MY HAIR!! That's it. I've had enough. I'm calling social health services and getting the heck out of this Hellhole!!