I am the type of writer who's always on hiatus - I can't manage my time properly. I'm always busy with school and stuff, so I cannot update often.

However, despite my "always hiatus" status, my mind is always at work: I daydream a lot, I think of endless story plots waiting to be written down.

But somehow, I've realized that I can't write, and I can't daydream. at least not anymore.

I remember, back then, I can make a story out of nearly everything I see. At one time, I even had an inspiration from a perfume. At another time, a history class inspired me to write.

But something happened. Insecurity befriended me. I've lost all my confidence.

This is one of the few times I admit this to myself: I am so effin insecure. I'm not contented with what I have. I'm not contented with my grades (I cry a lot over my grades. Shallow me) I am not contented with the 'skills' that I have. I'm not even contented with how I look!

anyway, I unknowingly stopped daydreaming. I think only of terrible things.

and now... I can't write anymore. My imagination isn't as wide as it was before.

I've tried! Endless times! But I cannot write anymore.

I'll try again. I hope that someday, inspiration would pay me a visit...

But for now, I am OFFICIALLY putting ALL my stories on hiatus..

I'm sorry for disapointing you too much, dear readers. Feel free to unsubscribe! I'll understand. I mean, hey, who wants to wait for so long for a chapter right? :)

But when I do come back, I'll tell you guys about it ... and I hope, I would be given another chance.

Sorry... :)

Goodbye writing. For now. :)

-Lei