frustration

It has been over 3 months(I think) since I last added a post! That's an annoying habit I seem to have! I insist on forgetting things. If I don't forget then I get bored of it. In this case I just didn't feel like typing. The problem is though when I'm nowhere near the vicinity of the computer, I have this INSANE desire to post something, and normally my ideas are pretty good. So I run up the stairs hollering at the top of my lungs, "GET OFF THE COMPUTER I HAVE AN AWESOME IDEA!"
Of course this NEVER works, my brothers main ambition in life is to torture me, so the minute he hears me he switches on his game and when I 'request'(by which I mean threaten him with something unless he does what I ask) him to get off, he calmly raises the volume off the speakers and the room vibrates with gunshots.
Another flash and an awesome idea occurs again, "I shall write about the sheer pointless-ness of computer games...or maybe a pros and cons..." As I am thinking all this, my darling sibling is shooting away at pelicans and foxes(types of air crafts it seems) and I, amidst these gunshots, am contemplating my new idea, the old one entirely forgotten.
My mother on the other hand must at that very moment book somebodies flight or hotel. Which ofcouse takes priority over my awesome idea which I am told to write down so I do not forget!
WHO, I ask you, writes things down in the day and age! God what a tedious task! To actually write something down that is not required by the school? God forbid! So of course I walk away grumbling!
It takes four hours, much grovelling, a dash of whining and a tad bit of blackmail to finally get the computer and by then I have about 20 new awesome ideas to write on!
I sit down and sign in, click on the post button, set the cursor on title, think. Type in: Random Thoughts.
I sit back.
And I stare.
What to write about first?
my hand is placed gently on the keyboard ready to type away.
And...
My mind is blank!
Gone are the awesome ideas. Away with the wind went my random thoughts. Vanished are my theories. Faded from memory are the memories. Lost are the quotes. Drained away is my emotion, save one.
Sheer and utter FRUSTRATION!