feeling the need to enter a program
a rehabilitation one..
location: batcave
caffeine in system: 1 mug (major shortage)
mental status: confused and irrational
financial status: bleak state of being broke..all this time..
love points: zero for missing to attend make up class with HOT (defined as: intelligent) professor (damn it!)
purpose in life: to publish a theory
okay, okay... im not sure what im doing, reviving the blog life again. but im not okay.. not even a bit better than the last time. i still am sick, troubled, indefinite, indecisive, horribly depressed.. feeling sick and still smoking, basically that. well the bottom line is im still smoking. thats what i want to rant about. sorry for trying to abstract everything and trying to be cool and intellectual-sounding. i basically need help. i'm a worthless student, i got no dreams, im irresponsible and distracted. really, i am so typical--typical teenager with the angst! damn i so hate myself. why cant i transcend my self just for once?