The flow

This vague sense of listlessness, that literary goodness.
It is time to write. There is this yearning.
Unknown thing trying to crawl out of my heart,
tugging at flesh as it inches its way, bit by bit.

So annoying, so frustrating and gives me deceiving visions of grandeur
then reality strikes, despondency settles
and inspiration lost.

Inspirational msn things that made me want to write

"but they would probably have at least 20 emails a day on top of school stuff, outside school stuff, moe stuff...they have a busy life, made easier (cars) and busier (varied communication devices) by technology. We should always give leeway. Sometimes, they give leeway to students. Sometimes students should give leeway to them. My sister seem to think parents should be perfect, i had to tell her it wasn't so."

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"my ex-P was like..everyday patrolin in sch n e students wld call n wave to her.."

"that is a good kind of principal, the one who bonds with students herself rather than wait for students to look for her to bond or even worst, distance themselves from students. however i do not have the fortune of encountering principals who would go the extra mile."

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"reading fanfiction...reading fanfiction and more fanfiction? and sometimes, coming out of my computer chair to try family bonding, play with instruments and go out with friends. Yup, i lead a simple and fanfic-obsessive existance.

oh, and drawing and reading manga"

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Yes, i am, what they call it, anal retentive enough to speak on msn using full words and sentences. Actually, it really depends. Fast paced conversation does not allow for perfect sentences.