So then it was a day less than two weeks later. And then it's back to basics in five days time. I find that I'm becoming a shallow human being. I very rarely contemplate nowadays. I've become just like those people I loathed roughly a year ago. A materialistic uber-narcissistic bitch. I've given up on the book I'm reading. I haven't touched a single textbook. I spend most of the time staring at the mirror and the rest of the time looking for a mirror for me to stare at. Now how sick is that? And I think I'm paranoid. Or maybe this is just a passing thought.

Well, I'm not really keen on blogging nowadays. You see the reason.
I get all passionate and my mind's just not capable of handling them all. Boo.
Someone kill me for my incoherence.