I'm writing you a symphony of sound

All it takes to make
Bars and windchimes forsake,
Me for the like of someone else
Because nobody's really listening,
No one is seeking.

All it takes to break
I try to piece together our fates
Intertwine them like notebooks and musings
It all falls apart.

__________________________________________ 23/8/08

I could blame the fact that i don't get any study done on my computer and all its ability to entice. The multiple electrical appliances, gaming devices, abundance of channels showing the olympics. Even the sleepy weather that hypnotizes any sane person to sleep.

But i know its just laziness.

Double yelch. Life just momentarily feels like an eternal suckfest, but all we can do is swallow them down like everyone else has done before and painstakingly swim our way through the masses of notes and books. I'm sorry i can't hang out like we used to Clauds, or that i can't make it for jamming sessions/movies with the Renegades[Sincerely sorry Jen, don't be mad k?] or do a free hugs campaign with lizz. We'll make it all up after hell decides to blow over, jah?

Until then, grin and bear it. If you may.