Boom

I've need to be...complete. (centrum. haha.)

No really. I need reasons AND ways to love myself and appreciate myself back from the disgusting viewpoint of myself that I have right now. Okay, I'm starting to sound conceited. Sorry. It's just that to feel like this AGAIN makes me think like I've never learned anything after so many years. The last time I've felt this was way back first year high school when I was all emo and such. You know, the usual teenage angst. Now, to think that I'm already about to receive my right in watching movie rated R18, feeling this makes me puke.

Or maybe I just really wanted to write in English again, as an act of rebellion to the PI paper that I'm writing right now and can't finish because blog entries like this distract me.

Fix your life, Ryan. Finish the freakin' paper.