Banging Myself With Myself

Dear bloggers,
As many of you might have realise I have been on the loop on posting blog entries regarding seeking myself and almost all the time, I've been saying I found and loose it and gaining something I cherish and finally loosing them all over again. Hence, maybe to all of you're doubts on whether I'm speaking the truth or not, yes, I am and often I've become the victim of trying to find the answers to everything from psyhcology , emotions, and also sociology. Excuse me from the extra weird vocabulary I've been using from too much information being downloaded into my mind from studying before finals. Creative writing aside, I'm going nuts to my surroundings that I'm trying my best to make the best of my present. Hence, I actually purchase myself a book on confidence which was a value buy which came with the other book title "You're not suppose to know because it's me being a weirdo to read such kind of book" , yes, that is not the real title of the book. I have also been hiding my head behind the latest book I had also purchase along with the book about confidence, which is "The Time of My Life" by Cecelia Ahern. After burying myself from going on marathons with The Vampire Diaries, One Tree Hill and Charmed Season 8, I decided that I should indulge myself with some reading. That should explain the many types of book that was left being covered with dust on the shelves. I'm the person who gets interested in books in the bookstore and place them on the shelves when I get back and too busy with study, the time for that has been push aside. Why am I writing like I'm in a rush is because I have a headache banging my head but I've slept throughout the evening that I'm not even sleepy but I must get back to life. lol. Okay That's just me being crazy so here's an update on why my blog entry has been pretty much empty.