have totally lost my motivation to study, things were easier when they were hard. I don't want to change places and sit next to someone who  doesn't talk or who doesn't talk to me I mean come on Mneo didn't you like it when we're a lively class? national television system committee (525 lines 30 frames) vs phase alternating lines (625 lines 25 frames) who gives a let's try not to swear now can we, some people don't like it even though its just words. I hate irresponsible teachers in charge we should all charge them wow this is really not coherent!

 AND IN THE END, WHAT HAVE I LEFT TO SAY BESIDES THE EVER ELOQUENT FUCK YOU?

HAVE I DONE THIS BEFORE?

PERHAPS WITH A LESS KID-FRIENDLY USERNAME?

I DON'T THINK SO.

I was looking for stuff to fill my MPP file and discovered my poetry portfolio again. I haven't added to it since... Anyway, I hated everything I wrote before last year, but I think that's just the way it goes with me. I found the half-written poems I didn't know how to finish, and those that I don't think I can. Bits and pieces of how I used to feel, like how you jot down a word to remind yourself of something but it just doesn't make any sense when you come back to it.

And it's just, I wish I could write. There are so many different shades of meaning to that; I wish I had the time to write, I wish I had something to write about, I wish I had the confidence to start writing again. To a certain degree this is breaking the unconscious boundary I've set in the past four months or so, because I'm being coherent in more than, say, 140 characters. But I miss writing. I miss being able to write.

You see, I meant to write so much more on this. Except my attention span has broken again and NCIS is on. My brain kind of sucks like that.